My School Journal
My Dieing Bride
Such a good band.
In what you burn,
From his side
In the blood
Waiting for the Holy call
For her blood
Every time he comes close to her warmth.
See it there,
Let it burn
Let her suffer
See the hail of Hell
The lights of the dawn of the dead
Ruler of the slaves
Creatures born to hate man
I’ll come for you…
Soon
I’ll claim my heart
Take it back
Replace my heart.
I’ll close my heart
There you lay
From his gun
The Final Time
Silent warmth
From the son
On the Final Night
Tristania
Can’t understand a bloody word the guy says, but I sure do love their music. It’s great to listen to. Despite the fact that it has that voice… that’s okay… I still like to listen to it.
Ye know, I’m defiantly going to HAVE to get Microsoft Word. It’s great! Oh god, how corny was that? I love Vipeke’s voice! ^_^ Very divine and pure with talent!! Too bad she won’t come to phoenix T_T. Apparently, she’s Dutch. ARG! I don’t care; I want her to come here! So at least I’ll be able to watch her in concert once. I think the closet she came to phoenix was Brazil. I can’t believe she went there either! That’s not the safest place to be.
Gods! I’m sooo bored! I hope that the plot bunnies will come to me tonight! YAY! Defiantly, those bunnies hit me last night and I couldn’t wait for the next part to come to me. Despite the fact that it’s going to be sort of based off of Cowboy Bebop. Aw well! I only used part of the intro to Cowboy, so it won’t hurt anything, plus I changed it around and stuff. Cai liked it, which makes me very happy! ::misses her koi:: why all of a sudden that turned bold!? I saw it change for the starry things, but then it kept a lock on bold. And why am I worrying about that!? That’s pathetic!
YAY! It’s almost time to get out of here! So happy! AHHH! It’s that song again! I can’t seem to figure about who this song is by. It’s catchy, and has a great beat to it, and great lyrics, but I just can’t figure out who it is. The man’s voice is pretty. Kinda reminds me of Godsmack Sully’s voice. ^^ I luvs him! I don’t think I have him with me though.
Do you think I’ll get caught with this? Perhaps not… perhaps so…
7:17 Jeff isn’t here, I don’t even think we’d be talking. I don’t know why he’s taking it so harsh and stuff…. HA HA! I guess boys really are babies. Big crying ones…
Godless
Gotta love this band, even though they don’t have a lot of songs. This is actually the only song that I’ve heard from them.
OI! Dude, I think I’m defiantly getting better at my stories! With all these fragmented stories that I have floating around, I can just practice off of them. I hope the Hotel, and SaiyanSlash, and Saiyanjin-Secrets will like them. Bounty Hunters is going to be a fun one to write. I’m thinking it will have to be a Turless and Kakarot story ^_^ which is okay with me, cause I think that Turless is ready for me to write about him now. Especially since it will have Kakarot in it. He loves him. ^_^ Which I think is going to be fun to write. Here Kakarot’s going to be making some big woolongs, and then Turless comes a waltzing in, and won’t stop at anything to get that 600 million zenni. And then Kakarot decides that Turless makes a good bounty hunter partner, besides, Kakarot can’t find a place to stay, and he knows that Turless has a big place, and food! Which is the most important thing to a saiyan. I thought about bring Vegeta into the picture, and help with the bounty hunting, but then I thought, since Vegetasei is still alive, he can’t, he needs to serve as prince, and then king. So I was a little bummed at that. But then Turless and Raditz hit me, and Kakarot went with it. He wasn’t too pleased to find out that his father came to the launching pad to get him, and take him home. LOL! Bardock was only looking out for his cub is all. But then again, Kakarot is 26…. Yeah I think that’s a good age for him. The young, mysterious, and stubborn, major asshole, daring, and just plain crude and rude. ^_^ That’s how I see him for now. He will also have that gentle, loving side of course, but will only appear rarely though out the story. Bounty Hunters, thanks to Cowboy Bebop, I’ll be able to write something that I’ve always wanted to! ^_^
Jeff is gone I think. * Shrugs* I don’t know if I really care. Bastard didn’t even say goodbye. Well, I have his money! HA HA! I was supposed to pay him back, that baka! He shouldn’t have done that, even if he was probably trying to buy my emotions, to make me like him, he still shouldn’t do it. * Listens to the kids* Cheater? WHERE!? * Shakes head* Ah well… anyways, I hope Jeff has learned something from this. Don’t hit on someone if they don’t like you… LOL! Nor even liking the same gender. I mean, come on, and don’t get me wrong, he’s a really nice kid and all, but I just don’t like him like that. So he totally blew this “friendship” out of proportion because he did that. And then he turns out to not even talk to me anymore. What a pussy. Jesus Christ that boils my blood!!!! Oi and when I mean gone, I mean by moved. ^_^ Future reference.
The man walked into the deserted bar, hoping to get a nice cool drink to pour down his parched throat. There were only three guys in the bar, and the bar tender. The trio of old men sat in one of the back tables, avoiding contact with everyone, each smoking cigars, and cheap cigarettes. All had a hand of cards. Kakarot assumed that they were playing poker, or some kind of card came that plays for money.
Kakarot sat down on one of the bar stools up in the front, and waved a hand. The bar tender made his way over to his newest customer.
“What can I get for ye good sir?” The man asked.
“Get me a scotch, on the rocks too.” Kakarot smirked. The bar tender padded his way over to his alcohol stash, and began to prepare the drink.
>April 20, 2004< I was rereading this and I have totally scratched this part of what was supposed to be part of the story ^^ It’s way better then this piece of crapola! HEE HEE!
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Bounty Hunters will be worked on later. * Yawns* I didn’t get much sleep, only about three hours… * yawns again* I’ll be picked up today at six, WOOHOO! Very happy about that, but then again, I’ll have to make time up for it. T_T, which really sucks, cause I have to make up yesterdays hours too. Hn… nouns!! I have to go work on some more of that, and hopefully pass the test ^^
I just realized how fun nouns are, especially plural nouns!! ^^ I didn’t even know that there was so much to nouns though!! Christ! I’m taking notes right now so… it’s kind of taking a while.
Today is the 29th of March 2004, Tuesday afternoon. I came totally unprepared for school! I brought no money, and I’m dieing of thirst!! Well, not really, I’m just really hungry… grrr… This sucks. I just found out that I can’t leave any more either ye know early and stuff. I don’t understand why though, I have to feed my babies damnit! They’ll die without me. Mom sure as hell can’t feed them, nor will dad even look at them. -_- Sometimes I wish I didn’t get into the breeding business… Well, I guess that’s what you get for doing it though. Dad’s blaming me, and saying that I need to go to school and all, and I know that, really I do, but I didn’t know that I was going to end up feeding week old babies!! Christ I had no idea! * looks over at Jeff* he looks frustrated… anyways, back to the main subject of this paragraph. I’m so sick of this! Sometimes I wish that I never even came to Intelli-School in the first place. I understand that I need an education and all, which is really important, but having birds, and going to school is like a fucking full time job!! And I wanted to get a job at CareFree!!?? Damn it all to fucking hell!! Now I must go do some assignments and cool off. *Huffs * BTW- I need to start making notes to myself to bring a damn PEN!! I DESPISE pencils!!!
YAY!! I found someone with a pen!!! YAY!!!! Thanks to Holly!! OOO!! And it’s BLUE! Well, I’m kinda calm now ^_^ Which is a good thing, cause there is nothing worse when you’re butt-hurt and someone is asking you stupid questions.
Updates on Bounty Hunter! YAY! I got to the part where Kakarot’s in a bar, and has a drink. OH GOD! That was almost orgasmic for me to write! He had a cherry damnit! I should have put some scene with him, twining and twisting the cherry stem in his mouth, tying it with his tongue and teeth. YUM!! Speaking of anime, and Kakarot in particular, I might be getting m doujinshi very soon now!! YES!! I looked at the Doujin Box today, and looked for it and it wasn’t on the list, so I’m pretty sure that the auction is closed. I’m just hoping that I won it is all. I haven’t gotten an email back yet either. This is so nerve racking!!!
NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!! CURSES!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It’s that DAMNED CURSED SONG AGAIN!! I HATE that song!! Damn rap songs, always have to go and piss me off! It makes my blood boil to fucking even hear it! I remember Mike, from Sylvan, he gave rap the perfect name. What was it like “retards something something.” LOL! It was funny though. I wish that I could have remembered it. Ah…. Good times. Now for some more notes to take. >_>
What the fuck does “fulcra” mean?? Damn…. O.o I think Jeff thinks that I’m ignoring him. *Giggles * There isn’t anything to talk about, so I’m not talking. ^^v
There sure are a lot of rules for plural nouns…
Now that I’m finished with all the note taking, now it’s time for the practice test. Let’s just hope that I’ll pass ^_^
WOOHOOO!!! I PASSED THE PURLAS TEST!!!! Damn straight! *Does a little dance and falls on her hip * damnit! FUCK YOU PLURAL NOUNS!! BWAHAHAHAHAHHAAHHAH!!!
ACK! Pronouns are next! I suck at pronouns too! Well, considering that I’ve never had all that much experience with them. HEE!
Och! Lemone gave me a little idea for my story. RADDITZU!! I totally didn’t even think about putting him in there! ^_^ But where though, that is the question. Turless is going to be coming into the picture very soon now!! I’ll have to work on it tonight. I’m having a little brain fart though…
RECAP: Kakarot’s just been to one of the local bars, and he’ll be making his way to the Casino for the latest news on the criminal, who’s bounty is $65 thousand woolong! The bait is set and Kakarot’s taken it.
While in the Casino, Kakarot meets someone very unexpectedly. Who is this person? What!? Another Saiyan? But who? Is this other saiyan after the bounty as well? What will Kakarot do if this saiyan turns out to be an enemy?
Och! Today is Tuesday, March 30, 2004, and I went to go see the Passion of the Christ. That was so intense, I balled my friggin’ eyes out!! It was so powerful! I went to see it with Shauna, which is my best friend. ^_^ I am defiantly going to get that movie on DVD. I didn’t know much about the Crucifixion, but that Jesus Christ was hung on the Cross. I couldn’t stand to watch when they put the nails through his hands.
NOTE: Update in live journal tonight ^^ Finish The Sandman chronicles four and five 3-30-04
YAY! He’s not here! Jeff isn’t here! YAY!! I’m so ever so happy! Apparently, a lot of kids decided to take that Career Day as an advantage, to not come to school. Which is why I’m very thankful for that. ^_^ Heh heh… so now, not a lot of people are here, and we might get out early! YAY! Since tomorrow is our last day of school for the next two weeks, for spring break, I think I’m going to bring in my book, The Sandman, by Neil Gaiman. ^_^ I brought it in today, so maybe I’ll finish it. I was supposed to yesterday, but I was actually pretty tired, so I went to bed around… what was it? … Like 2 or 3 am. Ah, the wonders of forcing yourself to stay awake. My body has well adjusted to it.
Today, Uncle gave me a ride! YAY! I love his bitchin’ new truck! Very spiffy! I loved the new smell it had. He got it for a great price too, which is good, so now he can keep his motorcycle, which is good. I know he would have hated to get rid of that bike, but now, thanks to His good intensions, and Destiny’s book of all ways, Uncle got to keep his bike ^_^
Speaking of Destiny, I want to put some of the quotes in here: NOTE: ALL QUOTES ARE BY NEIL GAIMEN AND ARE FROM THE SANDMAN BOOK FOUR.
“Walk any path in Destiny’s Garden, and you will be forced to choose, not once, but many times. The paths fork and divide. With each step you take through Destiny’s Garden, you make a choice; and every choice determines future paths. However, at the end of a lifetime of walking you might look back, and see only one path stretching out behind you; or look ahead, and see only darkness.”
“Sometimes you dream about the paths of destiny, and speculate, to no purpose. Dream about the paths you took and the paths you didn’t take… “
“The paths diverge and branch and reconnect; some say not even Destiny himself truly knows where any way will take you, where each twist and turn will end. But even if Destiny could tell you, he will not. Destiny holds his secrets.”
“The Garden of Destiny. You would know it if you saw it. After all, you will wander it until you die… or beyond. For the paths are long, and even in death there is no ending to them.”
“Destiny of the Endless is the only one who understands the Garden’s peculiar geography, distinct from time and space, where the Potential becomes the Actual. Destiny knows. The book he carries is as much a guide to the Garden as it is to the minutiae of future-past.” -The Sandman, by Neil Gaimen.
OCH! I’m sorry!! *looks up at God * I said that I would start my school as soon as I finish the book!!! >_< YOU DON’T HAVE TO DAMAGE MY EARS!!!!! Apparently God didn’t like the fact that I was reading, instead of doing my school. I promise I’ll do my school, just give me until five. ^_^ Note: BREAK THE HAPIT OF DAMNING GOD’S NAME!
He walked the streets, trying to find this Casino in particular, called “Red Hope.” Kakarot smirked at the name. /That’s like asking for the Devil’s name in luck./ he thought to himself. He continued to search, but to no avail. The night had been very dark, considering that the moon cycle had been starting over, and on this night it so happened to be that it had hid itself from all the planets within its orbit.
Kakarot stuffed his hands into his jacket pockets, and bowed his head, avoiding everyone. He continued to search. Turning down a street called “Bon ven”, he was suddenly face first to his destination. He grinned, and made his way to the entrance of Red Hope casino.
Entering, he was asked to see his ID, which he obliged with curtsey. The man that had greeted him and made sure that he was of age to enter, bowed his head, and waved his hand in entrance.
“Enjoy your stay, good sir. Good luck.” The man said. Kakarot grunted and passed him, searching for the bar that was located at the far west wing of the building. However, upon his way, his eye had caught today’s front-page newspaper. He stopped in mid-stride, and snagged the paper from an elderly man that was reading it.
So the bounty was on the loose. What?! They raised the bounty?! /Fuck yeah!/ Kakarot smiled madly to himself, images flooded into his mind. He could just see himself swimming in all that hard cold sweet cash. $60,000,000 woolong. This was perfect! If he could get this, then he wouldn’t have to work, well, until the money ran out. Kakarot was notorious for spending money, and was a cash-aholic. Now if only he could get it before the other bounty hunters could get to it first. Now, for some information on the criminal.
“Reward for the capture of Samuel Fig. Wanted for 12 massacres that appeared on the planets Saturn, Pluto, and Neptune. Total people killed by him: 1000. Also wanted for the use of illegal drugs, smuggling, and dealing. There is not much information of Fig, but it is said that he lived underground on a launch pad, by the airport Nogas, on Mars. Police forces say that he travels from planet to planet making a living as a janitor for public schools. Also wanted for the rape and murder of the Queen on the planet Jupiter.”
Kakarot pulled in all the information, imprinting it into his brain, so he wouldn’t forget. /Damn, he’s going to be hard to get, if this information is all true./ He examined. At that point, he noticed something that was at the bottom of the page.
“Note: This is a picture of Samuel Fig from last years profile.” And right beside the note was in fact a picture of him. The man had looked like he was in his late twenties, maybe early thirties. His face was that of a killer. His hair had been a sickly dirty shade of brown, with tight little curls, spraying out in all different directions. Graced with a semi large forehead, and bushy caterpillar eyebrows. Small eyes, with a yellow color, almost like the sun’s. A long bridge for his nose, that came down with a toothy evil twisted mouth. His teeth rotten, which mostly decayed by drugs and alcohol and he had a very sharp chin, with a little fuzzy nub at the tip. Not a pretty site at all, Kakarot observed.
Something else had caught Kakarot’s eye. Samuel Fig had a short profile of him
“Race: Human (?)
Gender: Male (white)
Birth date: June 16, 1928
Blood type: B
History of mother/father: Abandoned at age six, was adopted by Fred Casley, was abused and severely beaten by his caretaker Mr. Casley.
Scientists say that from his childhood background, that could be possibly why he had turned out to be a cold-blooded killer. But it is unknown, and scientists had only made the assumption.”
Kakarot read carefully, and examined the picture one last time. /I didn’t know humans were capable for doing such monstrosities./ Kakarot decided to just rip the article out and keep it for future reference. He snapped his tail to the side, and stuffed the article in his pocked.
Kakarot just then realized who had the newspaper, and looked down at the old man that originally was reading the paper. Fear had stained his face, and the old man held up his hands, whispering words such as “don’t hurt me… please… oh god…”
Kakarot nervously laughed and handed the man his ripped newspaper back, and mumbled an apology. He quickly walked away from the elder, and headed towards the bar again. The Casino had been fairly busy tonight, which meant that there’d be lots of bounty hunters.
Reaching the bar, he seated himself down, and ordered a drink. While waiting, he heard a familiar show that popped onto the small television screen. The Shoot was on.
“Howdy howdy bounty hunters! Today on the top list of the criminals is Samuel Fig!! His bounty will go up soon if not caught!” A pretty dressed up cowgirl woman with blonde hair explained. A man that stood next to her, was dressed up as a sheriff.
“That’s right Mindy, the bounty will go up. This man needs to be caught at all costs! So get yer guns and start shootin’ him up!” Said the scruffy sheriff.
“Oh, but why Bart? What has this man done!?” Mindy said melodramatically
“Well, I’ll tell you, little Mindy. This man has been a wanted criminal for five years and on going. He must be stopped! Come on Bounty Hunter Gang! Let’s stop him, and his madness and lock him up for good!” Bart screamed, while Mindy did a happy dance in the background, making the show flare up in a flamboyant matter.
“That’s it for today’s show yall! See you next time on…. “ Mindy paused and opened her arms up along with Bart, and they shouted together:
“The Shoot!!” And that was the end of the show, before some sports channel came on.
The bar tender snorted, and shook her head. “All these damn criminals always running free. The Solar Police force sure does suck if they need bounty hunters to do their job.” She grumbled. Kakarot smirked at her, and took a drink from his glass. “So what are you doing here, might I ask, sir?” She asked, eyeing Kakarot like delicious candy.
He raised an eyebrow at her. “Well… erm…” He didn’t know the women’s name, so he read the little red nametag that went with her red uniform. “… Carla… I so happen to be one of those bounty hunters, and that man is my target.” He finished with a wink pointed to her. The women flushed, and started to clean any random glass.
Still blushing Carla decided to ask him another question. “So… you’re a bounty hunter, and you’re after this guy?” She turned to Kakarot for an answer back. He nodded, and gulped the rest of his drink down. “Well, you better be careful. I’m sure yer girlfriend or wife is worrying sick about you by now.” Kakarot let go a hearty laugh at the comment, and the women stared at him in shock.
“Och no, onna! I don’t have a wife or girlfriend. So, I’m safe to say that no one will be worrying themselves to death about me.” Kakarot snickered. The women smiled and leaned over the counter of the bar, and eyed Kakarot. She made a point in showing how big her breasts were, by squishing them together on the counter.
“So you’re single?” Carla asked. Kakarot nodded, and leaned back to examine the bar tender, to see exactly what she was doing. Her long red hair shaped around her face in perfect unison, her lips puckered out and were slightly parted. Kakarot looked down her face, and his eyes traced her slim neck, and went to her clothed shoulder, and went directly to her breasts.
Carla took notice in where his eyes were set. “Like what you see?” She asked huskily. A small growl escaped Kakarot’s throat, and his tail uncoiled around his waist and started to wave in the air behind him. Carla immediately took note of the tail. “So you’re saiyan as well.” She smirked at Kakarot, and rose up from the counter to look at him. “Can I see your tail?” She asked innocently.
Kakarot raised an eyebrow up at her, and then to his tail. He moved it to the front of him so she could get an eyeful of the silk brown tail. She reached for it, but was suddenly grabbed by the wrist. Her eyes snapped up and looked into the eyes of the saiyan. “I didn’t say you could touch it, woman.” Kakarot growled.
Carla winced at Kakarot’s grip, and she was immediately let go. She rubbed her wrist with her other hand, and stared at the large saiyan.
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The Dregs of Dublin Still smiling
Ah, one of the greatest bands ever! My uncle’s band. Jack and Scully, or Kenny and Tony.
Drunken Sailor
What do you do with a drunken sailor? Early in the morning. Kick him in the belly until he pukes he guts up, early in the morning. Yeah, we’ll roll him over and make him drink it!
I love this them! I miss them so much too. Uncle says that Kenny went to Kansas, and he’s WAS with a band called Shenanigans. Which isn’t that entire band actually, but when he was with Tony, it was much better. Uncle says that the two are very different people, attitudes and all. It’s a shame that they broke the band up. Despite the fact that they were the only two. But that doesn’t matter they were great! I’m very glad that I got to see them at the renaissance fair! That was the last time that they were together.
Whiskey you’re the Devil
This is the song that is my most favorite out of all the Jack and Scully songs. ^_^ Very awesome song! All I can picture is Ireland, grey and the hills of Dublin, and a small little pub, with them in it with mugs in their hands, singing together, that song, with bright pink faces. ^_^
Since today is Thursday, the first of April, and the last day for school for spring break, today is movie day. Or some call it. The movie that we’re watching is “Holes”. I’ve heard of it, but it never had reached my interest, for reasons unknown. Holly has ordered pizza! YAY! At least it will be the first thing I’ve eaten all day today. Which is good. I might just read The Sandman, and not watch it, but pop my head up here and there, to see what is happening in the story. I’ll most likely write some scenes to Bounty Hunters also.
Today I found out that Uncle used to write as well! Perhaps that is where I got it from. I thought that was really kool. I told him about some of my stories and I think he thought that was pretty kool as well. Today I might print this document. Maybe not.
“Turless!?!” Kakarot yelled in shock and surprise. “What the hell are you doing here!?” Kakarot raised himself off of the chair and glared murderously at the man.
The said man glanced at Kakarot and eyed him up and down. The dark saiyan stood as well, and came close to the other saiyan. Kakarot had been just a few inches smaller then Turless. Kakarot had light skin, and jet-black ebony spikes, same as Turless. However, Turless may have looked like Kakarot, as in complete twins, but Turless had been darker in skin tone, and had a deeper raspier voice. The doppelganger eyed the large saiyan, and sat back down in his chair.
Turless ordered a drink from one of the bar tenders, and hunched over the table. “I was just going to ask you the same thing… Kakarot.” Turless finally replied, looked at him, right in the eyes.
“That’s none of you’re damn business Turless!” The younger saiyan snarled. The dark one smirked, and took a drink from his beverage.
“I know why you’re here.” He said smoothly. Kakarot arched an eyebrow, and sat down next to him.
“Why?” He asked.
“You’re here for the bounty, duh.” Turless said bluntly. Not really having any care in his voice. Kakarot sneered, and lunged at the darker saiyan, pinning him to the ground.
“How the hell do you know that!?” He yelled, holding Turless to the ground, in a death grip, growling.
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Well, after two boring, yet busy weeks, I’m back at school. Not doing really anything except for taking more damned notes, and talking. Aye, it’s true. Well said.
The bet is on! I bet Jeff won’t freak out when he reads part of a yaoi story. ^^ And he doesn’t like yaoi either!! HEHHEHEHEH!! God this is going to be great!
BWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!!!!!!! I AM EVIL!!!! You don’t know you don’t know!! AHAHHAHAHAHAH!! Yes, yes I am. My Muses is laughing at you too. Turley-san is laughing at you too. Same as Kakarotto. ^^
I shall shoot darts at your head.
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Arg! I need to get this math bullshit off my mind damnit! I can’t concentrate on it! I don’t understand!! RAR! I’m just going to have to ask my dad for help, even though I am so dreading it!! So… tired…. When I get home I’m going to have to feed babies. Hopefully their crops will be emptied.
The problems that are preventing my passage to the next math course.
1. Round to the nearest hundred: 6,051.2
2. Round to the nearest thousand: 3,458.2
3. Round to the nearest thousand: 4,589,215
4. Round to the nearest ONE: 7,005.9
How the bloody hell am I supposed to do that!? For Christ’s sakes, I haven’t been in school for a while now, and I have forgotten how to do it. DAMN IT ALL TO HELL!! It’s all just frustrating, and with the dude in front of me blaring his fucking music, and all that noise, noise, NOISE!!! AHHHB!!!! And I’m going to be so pissed if Jeff wants to help! It’s hard enough for me to ask any help from my dad, let alone the teachers here. Feh…
I fucking HATE math!!!!!!! Why we humans must know it, is beyond me. But I suppose that if it is a requirement, then it shall be learned, one way or another.
Orchideater updated again! YAY! Gods how I love her stories!! So beautifully written, and so well done! I love the fact that she put Kakarot in his SSj4 four form. Now, from her little teasers that she explained at the bottom, next chapters will have humor in it. The two get to know each other better! YAY!!! I can’t wait to read it! Kakarot groomed Vegeta in chapter two, and it was just SO cute! I Luvs Kakarotto! :3 *gushes *
Well, it’s break time now, so I’ll be back. K, I’m back. Yippy. Cookies!!! Yeah, there isn’t anything to say. Except that they finally have my Cheddar Ruffles! WOOHOO! So yummy! They have cookies too!! Tater Tit! That’s a funny word! Such a man word, indeed.
Jeff is almost done with all his school.. I think he needs only two more credits, and then he’s moving.
I’ve decided to name that fic of mine “Dance of the Curse.” It’s better then “Destiny of the Endless”, considering that it’s a character from Neil Gaiman. I should have brought that book damnit.
BTW> that new chick is weird… *snickers *
Ye know, I’m going to look back on this, and think, “What the HELL was I doing?” Damn… I bet you anything it will happen. Along those lines, I’ll see this, and prove to myself, that it did in fact happen, and I did in fact look back. The various things that are put in here, I’ll look back at it and laugh. Everything about it, I’ll laugh at. But, I’ve typed it, and it is as my journal now. My school journal? Perhaps… And on each day, I sat by Jeffery Calhoun, the boy that asked me out, and the only friend that I have… so far… *snerk * Perhaps I will print this out at the end of my year, like I had planned to. But perhaps it will get caught? Who knows, perhaps that this is the one thing that keeps me from doing my schoolwork. Perhaps not. It IS as a “ventage” for me, when things are going “rough” with my schoolwork. I don’t know… some of the stuff in here is pretty useless. I had wished to put all this stuff on my Live Journal, online, but… I’m just too lazy to rewrite things that I have already written, or in this case typed.
“What are you talking about saiyan!?” The daughter of Chaos demanded. “You lost the Ouji?”
“I fear that it is true, Mistress.” Kakarot bowed apologetically. “The other day, when the Ouji and I were out, walking the lands of the mists, and he had been taken. To where I have not an idea of, but I tried to reach him through our bond, and his emotions are blank, and he feels dead. The next day I had tried to find him, but to no avail. My prince is gone, and I am ready to find him. Come Princess, let us leave your realm.” He ushered her to do her part, and let them wake.
“Lord, what if we cannot find the prince?” Konna asked, her voice suddenly changing to a little girls worried voice.
“Do not fret, Daughter.” Kakarot replied, just as Konna was about to wake up.
Kakarot woke to the darkness of his room. The Sword of Hope still clutched in his hands. He stared at the ceiling, pondering a plan that had set in his head. /Love, where are you?/ He wondered. The ouji was his, and he was terribly saddened by the turn of fate. /Why have the gods cursed me so? Azna, please, I need your help. Help me find me true love, and return him safe./
*~*
Today is the 21 of April, of 2004, and I’m here at Intelli-School earlier then I originally am. I’m making up a day. It’s kinda weird too, but I found out that Jessica Brightman is in this class. We just had a girl talk too! ^^ I’ve forgotten what those are like, ye know. They sure are funny though. Some of these kids in this class are pretty pathetic, ha hah! Aye, girl talk it pretty strange, since you only talk to boys… well… one boy anyways, and all he wants to talk about is sex (Jeffers.)
More note taking -_- it seems that that’s all I’m doing really, is note taking. Which really sucks, because I’m kind of lost in them right now. Had that backwards there for a sec.
Apparently, this kid, Jean (?) I believe his name is, is 21 years old! He reminds me of a hunchback, and a crack head. He most likely is a crack head, or a pothead, which isn’t all that bad. Jessica was telling me about him. I think he wants to be black or something, which like most of the white guys in here want to be. They have that swagger way to them, and it’s quite pathetic. And HELLOO Little Mss blonde! ^^ Had a girl just walk by and she had these tiny shorts on, with long blonde hair! 0_o I think she’s pretty!!
Well damn! These teachers are getting pretty hot headed! The black dude, who I think is gay, just basically, if you want to get right down to it, blew this kid off. Saying “I don’t want to talk to you right now, but I’ll be back.” He should have rephrased that sentence. Perhaps, like he said, he has issues. That kid, Jean, just got out of the “teachers office” ^^ He was rude to the black dude. The black dude has some name, yes, and I think it starts with an “R”. * Laughs* that’s too funny, everyone in this hour is so steamy, and angry people. HAHAHAHAHHAH!! That’s funny.
Well, I passed the pronouns test. It was actually pretty easy too! YAY! Now… unfortunately, I have to do the second part to the pronouns… -_-
FUCK!
I thought that it was time for a new font.. How bout this one? I think I like it, ye know, those small fonts always get me. It’s not as graceful as the other font, but I suppose that it will do.
Hn.. I don’t know, I think I might go back to the other font.. so no one can read it. Meaning, they can’t read it all that clearly ne? Yeah, I’m changing it back…
Aye this is better. Much better. Dude, it’s only fucking 3 in the afternoon. And this is getting incredibly boring. More note taking, the ones that don’t make any sense what so ever!
Grr… it’s cold. I wonder if mum left that note for dad to get some millet spray….
Ah.. it’s now 4:12 pm, on April 21, 2004. The same day of the make up day. I can happily say that I am comfy now, and in MY seat!! ^^
I think that Holly is rearranging seating charts >.<
Now, for more note taking on Pronouns 2!!!!
Ack! Pixelgoddess updated today! YAY! I was so happy to read that! IT was wonderful! So beautifully written! I wonder when Orchideater will update again… *ponders * Anyways, that was chapter 27 of Maintaining. It was so beautiful! So touching, and I almost fucking cried -_-
Oh mum gave me the greatest news!! She said that we might go to Cirque Du Soleil this year!!!! WOO-FUCKING-HOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!! I simply cannot wait!! So happy, happy, happy!!! Yes indeed!! It will be glorious! *Waves hands about * She said it was Valkorio…. That’s most likely not the name, but it starts with a “V” and reminds me of Valqurie. ^^
Oi!! Oi Oi Oi!!! Heee Hee! It’s almost time to leave! Well for Jeffers and me. *Burp * can’t wait to get out of here! Only two more minutes to go! YAY!! Actually, it’s more of a 3 minutes to go thing. * Face vaults* Baklava!!! I love that word.
BAAAKKKAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!
Today, April 22, 2004. Tomorrow is Mai Tai’s birthday. Funny, how someone would ever want to celebrate it. They have no clue. Ah well. She’ll be a year old.
I finally remembered to bring my book with me. The Sandman, number 7, Brief Lives. Delirium is one of my favorite characters now in the series, along side Dream, and Death, oh and Destiny!! YAY! I love Destiny! He’s such a pretty bishy!
Black Water
Oh black water, keep on running through the Mississippi. I wanna hear some funky Dixie land, mamma come and take me by the hand. Honky Tonk… honky tonk.
I love that song!! That’s one of my favorite old songs, along with Lynerd Skinner’s
Sweet Home Alabama. ^^
*Sings *
Grrr… these pronouns 2 are kinda hard. * Scratches head* Aye.
Relative, Interrogative, Demonstrative, and Indefinite pronouns. HARD! Aye, very hard. Mmm, I wrote down the name of that Punks and Skins site that is so yummy! It’s called
www.skinmarvin.com OH GOD! So yummy!!
**
Desire sat in a dark realm, alone. His face was battered and bruised. Arms were torn apart by sharp objects afflicted to the skin. Where was he? Where was Dream? Why could he not feel him through their bond?
“Hello?” He called out. His voice seemed like it was almost a whispered, but he sworn that he used all of his lungpower. He could have sworn that he had screamed that hello. It also sounded muffled, like his mouth was being covered by a rag, or by his hand. “Kakarot…” he whispered his mate’s name.
“Who is Kakarot?” A deep raspy voice called out to him. “I know not of this “Kakarot.” The voice said again.
“Who are you?“ The battered man called out again, his voice a little louder this time. “I am Vegeta no Ouji, and Desire of everyone. What is it you wish with me, and where have you taken Kakarot?” Vegeta demanded.
A chuckle rumbled from the raspy voice. “Yes, you are Desire, that is why I have taken you.”
“No, I am Desire, that no one can have. And a coward like you can especially not have me.” Vegeta’s voice was firm, and cold.
***
Today, April 27, 2004, 12:08 pm. Since I missed yesterday, I have to make it up today. Yeah, and this computer sucks asshole. Sitting in the back room of the class kind of sucks too. It’s so quiet, and not cold, like it is out there in the main room.
Let’s see… Bounty Hunters… I’ve finally gotten back the beta version of the first chapter of BH, and I’m very pleased with it. Just have to make some minor adjustments to it, and then it will be awesome like! Decided that I’m going to change chapter two a little bit. Where Kakarot breaks down. It’s not his character, and he wants to be stubborn about it. Perhaps later on, he’ll break, but not now. Not when him and Turless have finally met. I’ll still have the little flash back of him with the Cat O’ Nine, of course. But he won’t tell Turless, nor will he be weak. That little voice in the back of his head won’t allow it… Aye, that’s more like Kakarotto, that asshole.
I haven’t said anything about the RP that Talon and Manawolf had written have I? Not sure, but I’ll say it again! Their little world frame with pregnant Raditz is just the best! It’s incredibly sad though! Little Sage cub. Gets taken away from his Mama. *cries * It’s so sad!!!! And Raditz is so brave, and only wants to see his cub. I can’t help but put Kakarot as Mama sometimes. But Raditz is so protective of his cub it’s so cute! Gods! I can’t wait to read more of that RP story. It’s fucking great!
I’m learning stuff of verbs. What is a verb? A verb is a word that shows action or state of being. They are important to sentences because they say something about the subject of the sentence!! YAY! There are three classes or types of verbs:
Acton
Linking
Helping
Action Verbs can express physical or mental.
Action verbs may or may not have an object at times.
An object is a person or thing that receives the action of the verb. Action verbs hat have an object are called transitive verbs. The subject of a transitive verb passes the action to the receiver of the action.
Linking verbs do not express action. Instead, they connect a noun or pronoun in the first part of a sentence with a word that follows the verb.
All linking verbs are INTRANSITIVE!
Note: there are only a few linking verbs.
Verbs can be transitive in one sentence and intransitive in another.
Transitive verbs: Are verbs that have an object
Intransitive verbs: Are verbs that express action without and object.
Now switched. It’s 4:46 pm, and I’m back in MY seat, damnit!
*Crunches on her poptart * I was getting Closter-phobic in that room. It’s yellow, and it hurts my eyes. Gives me a headache too. *Wishes she had a T-bone steak to gnaw on *
I got a 70% this time on my verb test! YAY! Still not good enough though… damn…. *takes it again * DAMNIT!! ANOTHER FUCKING 70%!!!!!! CURSES!!!! I have to pee…. -_-
“A whisper, a flutter, and silence falls once more, between worlds. Around them children run and shout and adults walk. No one sees them no one touches them. No one knows that they are even there at all.”
An Oracle
“All labyrinths are one labyrinth. All mazes meet in the center. Turn. Right. Left. Left. Turn. One by one the other maze-walkers vanish. Slowly the high wooden walls begin to change their shape, to spread out and change, to branch and diverge.
“The walls become hedges. Odd items of statuary begin to appear. Right. Left. Right again.
“They step into a path of mist: above them Carrion birds caw and shriek, and then are silent forever.
”Briefly, it is night; then dawn begins to lighten the sky. They cross a river: their feet trip-trap across the little wooden bridge.
“An old red sun hangs low in the gray sky. This is not Earth. This is not now. This is Destiny’s Garden, that is a place to itself, and exists in its own time. Paths connect and diverge in this place.
“Dream respects his brother, but the Garden of Destiny disturbs him. It is usual, however, for the Endless to feel uncomfortable in each other’s realms; only death travels where so ever she must, without misgiving.
“The Garden of Destiny. Look behind you: Shadow-plays of memory are forever being enacted, on paths you walked too long ago.”
“I like the stars. It’s the illusion of permanence, I think. I mean, they’re always flaring up and caving in and going out. But from here, I can pretend…
“I can pretend that things last. I can pretend that lives last longer than moments. Gods come, and gods go. Mortals flicker and flash and fade.
“Worlds don’t last; and stars and galaxies are transient, fleeting things that twinkle like fireflies and vanish into cold and dust.
“But I can pretend.
“A two-sided coin: Destruction is needed. Nothing can exist without destroying the old.
“Things are created. They last for some little while, and then they are gone. Empires, cities, poems and people. Atoms and worlds. One cannot begin a new dream without abandoning the last.”-Destruction of the Endless.
*~*
A part of the ceiling broke! HAHAH!! It fell on someone, and all these water went “SPLOOSH!!” HAHAHAHH!!!!! I laugh at it!
Date:
April 28, 2004
I need to finish the Sandman book tonight so I can just return it on the way back from school. ^^ I’m letting Jeff listen to real music. HAHA! He claims that he’s a Goth, but he isn’t even close to being one. HAHAH! Sucker fluke. I swear, these so called “Goths” now a days are really pathetic!
My sis is one, and she, along with a few others are the only “real” ones out there. Tch, I can’t believe he’s never even heard of Tristania, or My Dieing Bride. Gothomere is good too, also London After Midnight. OH fuck yeah! I just found one of my mixes, and it has Audio Slave on it! WHOOHOO! It’s called “Like A Stone.” It’s one of my favorite songs by them. ^^ OO! Another awesome song! London After Midnight! Sacrifice ^^ such a lovely song!
**
Destruction walked through Dream’s realm, in search for the Dream lord himself. It was black, and cold. Destruction walked with his held high, through the Mists of Alder, to the land of dreams.
He was draped in a black cloak that hung off his shoulders. The end of his cloak looked as if a shredder ripped it, and it dragged itself behind its owner, lifelessly.
The air was cold on his uncovered skin. His hands peeked from his cloak, swaying here and there at his sides. His long black mane washed down his back, displaying a type of grace in his stride.
Destruction had been built to destroy things. He was over all in all, a burly man, that showed some intimidation. His saiyan name, like his brother, and his brother’s mate, was Radtiz. The saiyan race, however, had been destroyed, but left only a few handfuls of saiyans, scattered across the universe. The saiyan race’s destroyer was known as a Changeling, with the name of Freiza. The powerful Icejin had used the saiyans for business, such as doing purges. The saiyans would go off to some planet, destroy that planet’s race, and give the planet to Freiza, for him to sell to other lords of the universe. The saiyans would take their payroll from Freiza himself. Gold had been quite valuable for the saiyans. When they had gotten their pay, the gold would go to the king, and then the king would pay for the richest of wines, and classiest of food for the saiyans.
The animal population on Vegetasei was quite poor. The Tuffles, who were the previous owners of the planet, had exterminated most of the animal population. The Tuffles did not need meat they were vegetarians. They were also aware of the fact that saiyans DID need the meat, and the Tuffles and the Saiyans were always at war. So they had thought that exterminating their food supply, the saiyans would die off, and not bother the Tuffles any longer.
Raditz, the god of Destruction, had found himself thinking of his father, and the people of planet Vegetasei. How sad it is, to know that the saiyans that were left out there, were either made a god, or were killed by deaths unknown. He assumed that they were captured, and tortured until they died. He had prayed to his mother, the Goddess of Fate, to have his brother made a god, and not die like the other saiyans.
He reached Kakarot’s realm with ease, as usual, but he found something amiss. His brother had shut himself up in his throne room, up in the castle. Which by what he could see, was nowhere to be seen. He could not feel his brother’s presence, but he knew all to well that his brother was hiding. For there were no doors that lead into the Dream king’s castle, inside and out. Radtiz of Destruction had an idea at that point. He would reach his brother by the family bond link he has always had with his little brother, even when their planet was alive.
/Here me out brother, I call to thee./ Raditz called through the link. He found that the bond link was a little shut off, almost fuzzy. What was causing his brother’s pain? /Brother, I call for you to talk with me./ he tried again.
/Leave me, Destruction./ Kakarot called out firmly. His voice had been grim, and even harsh. That wasn’t like the gentle saiyan at all. Radtiz was actually getting quite worried now.
/Let me in, Kakarot./ He demanded at once. The dream king sighed through the bond link and let him into the throne room, where he sat upon his chair of power. Beside him, was another chair, but it was sadly empty.
Kakarot had been wearing a white robe that was loosely hanging off of his body. A hand supported his head, and an arm supported the hand. His other arm was draped across his lap, lying limply. His tail lay across the other arm of the chair, lifelessly.
Kakarot produced a hearty sigh, and looked away from his brother.
“What is it that you wish of me, o’ brother of mine?” The dream lord asked. “I do not want to deal with your shenanigans today, I’m afraid.” He sighed again.
Kakarot’s brother walked slowly towards the depressed saiyan. It had begun to rain outside the castle he heard it. Thunder had reached his ears, and he knew that nightmares would be spread this night, through the dreamers of the waking world. He leaned in front of the throne, and rested a hand upon his brother’s knee. Raditz looked in the eyes of his brother, and saw the emptiness flow from his soul, pouring out from those black eyes.
“Leave me brother, I do not wish to be disturbed.” Kakarot turned his face away from his brother’s gaze. A heavy blow in his chest hit him, and tears burned at his eyes, threatening to spill, as he heaves a breath. “Please…” Kakarot pleaded Raditz to just leave him be.
Radtiz gathered his younger brother into his arms, and cradled him, as he felt tears of agony soak his cloak. Dream did not make any noises while he sobbed away into his brother’s arms, he simply cried without. He was after all a god, and gods do not make weakling noises as they shed their tears.
“What has happen, young one? Where is Vegeta?” He realized at the say of Desire’s name, the man in his arms, began to shed his tears faster, and harder, but still making no noises. Radtiz lifted Kakarot up to eye level, his hands on his younger brothers shoulders, a worried look upon his face.
Destruction wiped the tears from his brother’s face, smiling softly. As he cupped Kakarot’s cheek, a hand came up and held it close, as Kakarot nuzzled into the hand. /So warm…/ Dream sent a feeling of warmth to his older sibling, as he continued to nuzzle the hand, making Radtiz smile.
They sat in silence for a few minutes before Radtiz hugged his brother again and sent him a bond message. /Tell me, Kakarotto./ He demanded, using his full saiyan name.
“I have lost my mate, Radtiz.” Kakarot stated, plain and simple.
“So that is why you grieve so hard. Brother, have you an idea of where he has been taken?” Destruction asked. Then something snapped in Radtiz’s head. “Wait- Desire… Kakarot, Desire cannot be taken by anyone other than his mate.”
Kakarot nodded as he knew of this, but somehow it was done.
“I am aware of that Radtiz. But it was while we were walking through the Mists, and then he was gone. How it has happened I do not know. I have racked and searched through all of my thoughts, and knowledge that I have, and have still not been able to come to a conclusion on his abductor.” Sighed Kakarot.
Radtiz stood up, and held out a hand for his brother to take, which was kindly taken
“Come brother, we must make a trip to see Destiny.”
“A whisper, a flutter, and silence falls once more, between worlds. Around them children run and shout and adults walk. No one sees them no one touches them. No one knows that they are even there at all.”
An Oracle
“All labyrinths are one labyrinth. All mazes meet in the center. Turn. Right. Left. Left. Turn. One by one the other maze-walkers vanish. Slowly the high wooden walls begin to change their shape, to spread out and change, to branch and diverge.
“The walls become hedges. Odd items of statuary begin to appear. Right. Left. Right again.
“They step into a path of mist: above them Carrion birds caw and shriek, and then are silent forever.
”Briefly, it is night; then dawn begins to lighten the sky. They cross a river: their feet trip-trap across the little wooden bridge.
“An old red sun hangs low in the gray sky. This is not Earth. This is not now. This is Destiny’s Garden, that is a place to itself, and exists in its own time. Paths connect and diverge in this place.
“Dream respects his brother, but the Garden of Destiny disturbs him. It is usual, however, for the Endless to feel uncomfortable in each other’s realms; only death travels where so ever she must, without misgiving.
“The Garden of Destiny. Look behind you: Shadow-plays of memory are forever being enacted, on paths you walked too long ago.”
*~*
Finishing the night off with a couple drawings. ^^ I’m actually quite pleased how they came out. Destiny, Death, Delirium, and Dream *sighs * I love those characters :3
Uh.. new day… it’s April 29, 2004. I printed out “Reunion” by Xero-Sky. Oh man, that has to be the yummiest fic I’ve read for a little while now. Despite the fact that I have read it before, but that doesn’t matter. OMG! That was so AWSOME! Oi, it had Kakarot and Raditz smut! YAY!! Hehehheehhe…. I like smut. Anyways, I’ve always wanted to do like a little sequel of a story that isn’t mine, but I’d like to give it a try. ^^
During break, which is now almost over, 6:26 pm, I’ve suddenly had an aching feeling in my chest, longing to talk to Nikki Earls. I wonder what that bastard is doing right now. I can’t help but miss her. It even pains me to think of her damn it. It’s not like she was my lover or anything, just the only “real” friend that actually understood me. Damn… and now I sit her watching everyone with their friends, playing and laughing, and I can’t help but think of the times that were spent with Nikki, and the memories we shared. Everything… fuck now I’m all depressed and shit.
FUCK!!!!!!!!! I won’t cry damnit, I’m not that fucking weak. Damn these feelings. I can fucking feel again, since being off of the medication and all that shit.
End of “Reunion”
Raditz stretched out an arm and fished out his scouter out of the grass, then attached it to his ear.
“Prince Vegeta, did you hear that?”
He ignored the shock on his brother’s face, pressing a palm flat on his chest to keep him still. Idly, he wondered if Kakarotto could understand him, since he was speaking in the saiyan birth language, not the standard spoken on this planet.
“Hai, stay there. We will join you soonest. Vegeta out.”
A stream of data flickered across the screen, showing estimated date of arrival. One year.
Outrage crossed his brother’s face. He had obviously both heard and understood everything.
“He was listening the WHOLE TIME!?”
“Aye, and probably watching too. Don’t worry though. He appreciates enthusiasm.”
Kakarotto cracked him one across the face, but Raditz only laughed.
/Don’t be mad./ he said through the bond link the brothers shared.
/Shut up!/
/I don’t notice you leaving./
Silence. Then Kakarotto reached up and undid his brother’s scouter, tossing it backwards over his shoulder some distance. He regarded his brother solemnly, and then reached out to run his fingers over his face.
/You never explained why I can hear you in my head./
/We are brothers ne? Saiyan blood calls to blood./
Raditz bent down and licked him behind his ear.
/Brothers… You’re the freakiest bastard I’ve ever met, Raditz./
/You have No idea./
Hands began to roam, leisurely stroking long flanks.
“We have a year until the prince arrived. So tell me, brother, however shall we pass the time?
Kakarotto smirked at his saiyan brother. Standing up, he held out a hand for Raditz to take. Raditz took the hand, and pulled himself up. The younger saiyan then pulled his brother into a lovely kiss, tongues twisting, and stroking each other.
Kakarotto left his brother standing, and went to put his clothes on. Smirking, the taller man did the same.
“Raditz…” The younger saiyan called out. The said saiyan looked up in question.
“Nani, Kakarot?” He asked.
He clenched his jaws, and ground his teeth. “You… staying here, aren’t you? … Well… until the prince arrives…”
Raditz smiled softly, and gave his brother a hug.
“We are together, and I refuse to leave you behind. I’ve finally found you, and I’m not letting you go.” The squashed saiyan blushed a little, and laid his head on his brother’s armored shoulder.
/I’m glad./ Kakarot sent through the brother bond.
“Oh so you ARE happy to see me.” Raditz said cheekily.
Kakarot smirked, and turned to leave his brother, but was stopped suddenly, when he fell to his knees, and he felt a hot searing pain run up his spine. Raditz was by his side in a milli-second.
“Kakarot! What’s wrong!?” The burly saiyan asked, with a worry tone in his voice.
The young man screamed as he felt a hot stab to his lower back, and he heard his pants rip as a rod of pain flew from the bottom of his spin. He then felt it. Knew what it was. He whipped his head around, and was immediately slapped in the face with a fully new grown blood soaked tail. It waved in front of his face, hypnotizing him.
“Well I’ll be a damned monkey’s uncle.” Raditz laughed, and then gave his brother a little smirk. “Guess a little suction to that little nub did the trick ne, brother?”
Kakarot flicked his tail, and bristled it, and flung it. Blood flew everywhere, spotting on Raditz and he himself.
Kakarot brought it up to his nose and sniffed. It smelled of sweet cinnamon, and rich musk. A few other little scents floated on it, but he couldn’t pin point it. He absently stuck his tongue out and tasted it. Blood shot at his velvet tongue, and it gave him a little tang, making a fire in his belly crackle. Kakarot peered at the newly grown appendage, waving it around.
Raditz on the other hand, thought he’d just burst with pride for his younger brother. That tail was thick, and he could see the true color underneath the blood. Autumn brown. Little streaks of black laced up the furry length.
Raditz kneeled down beside his brother who sat dumbfounded.
/What do you think of it?/ Raditz asked through the mental link.
Kakarot’s eyes shined as he looked up at his brother. He jumped on him in a crushing hold.
“I’ve missed it so much.” Kakarot whispered.
Smiling, Raditz grasped the furry limb in his hand, carefully. He brought it to his nose and inhaled the scent it gave off. Raditz began to lick and clean it, his instincts kicking in. Kakarot emitted a light purr as he was being cleaned.
“So, do you still deny your Saiyan heritage?” Kakarot’s brother asked between each licks.
Shuddering from the pleasure that was assaulting his tail, he gasped a “No.”
Raditz began to purr from deep within his chest, making the tail vibe with the waves of his purr.
“M-my tail…” Kakarot rasped out. “Please… don’t hurt it.” He panted.
Raditz stopped immediately, and growled at Kakarot, his eyes furious.
“What do you mean, ‘don’t hurt it.?’” He snarled. “Kakarot, for God’s sakes I’d never do something like that!”
The younger brother looked at Raditz if he grew another head. Shocked. “You… wouldn’t?” He asked.
“Kakarot!” Raditz screamed. “Gods no! I know how sensitive tails can be, and I know the pain that can be caused by them if handled the wrong way. Why did you say that?!” The enraged saiyan asked.
Kakarot held his head down in shame, not wanting to look into his brother’s eyes.
”It’s just that… well, my tail has been hurt a lot, through the times that I’ve had it. When I was small, and fighting in the tournaments that are held here. I’ve had it pulled and tugged on, so I’m very cautious about it. I’ve never learned how to wrap it around my waist either, so it always floated around freely.” Kakarot finished with a little sigh.
“I’LL KILL THESE BASTARDS!!” Raditz bellowed, snarling and growling.
Kakarot blushed at his brother’s take on the history of his tail. He pulled Raditz to him, and wrapped his arms around his neck, noses almost touching.
“You’re so cute.” Kakarot smiled, white teeth barely showing. “We better get back before the others start to freak out, and wonder if you’ve killed me yet.” Raditz smiled back, and nuzzled the tousled head of ebony locks. A light purr rumbling from his chest.
“I will kill them if they try to go after your tail, Kakarot.” He sniffed.
“Hn… we shall see, Brother of mine.” Kakarot said huskily, and kissed Raditz’s cheek. “Come, let us go back. Gohan’s probably wondering where I am, and is probably worried sick too.” The younger man stood up, but promptly fell back on his ass. Oh, tail right, he thought.
Laughing, Raditz pulled his brother up again, and hooked an arm around his brother’s waist for support. Goku voiced a thanks, as the brawny arms hooked around him. One of his arms was locked around Raditz’s shoulders, for more support.
“I guess it’s been awhile since I’ve had my tail, and I don’t remember how to walk!” He laughed as they made their way down the grassy felid.
“We’ll work on getting your balance back later, brother, right now we need to get back to where your son is.” Raditz replied.
~*~
As they arrived at Kame House, the people on the island looked up and shouted to Goku, One in particular was the blue haired scientist.
“Goku what happened!?” She called out to him.
As they landed on the ground with a small tap from their shoes, everyone had gathered around the two saiyans like a freak show. Raditz growled as they came near.
/Don’t worry Raditz, it’s not like they can hurt me./ Kakarot smirked through the bond link.
/I don’t care, you can’t walk yet, and I don’t know what they’ll do when they see you grew your tail back./ Raditz snapped back. Kakarot laughed out loud, and received a very strange look from the humans on the island.
“Goku? What happened? Did he try and hurt you?” The little bald guy asked, Krillin.
Goku rubbed the back of his head, and laughed nervously.
“Well, not really.” He said, before Raditz elbowed him in the gut to keep his mouth shut about what happened between the two. “Hey! I’m kind of helpless here, Raditzu.” He used his brother’s full saiyan name in countering a reply.
Raditz sniffed, “Don’t make me drop you, Kakarot.”
“Aw, come on, you won’t be that mean to me will you?” The younger saiyan asked innocently, with a little smirk upon his lips.
“HA!” The manned saiyan snorted at the comment. He suddenly dropped his younger brother, proving that he can be mean.
“Ouch! Raditz!” Kakarot landed on his ass with a loud ‘thump’, his tail waving in the air.
“Goku!” The blue haired woman shrieked and ran to her best friend’s side for help.
Suddenly, Goku heard a little squeak, saying “Daddy…” A little saiyan popped his head out behind one of the Z fighters, known as Piccolo. The tall Namek had the little saiyan put behind his legs, for safety.
“Hey Gohan.” The father said, waving a hand to beckon him forward. A little nervous twitchy tail, jotted out, moving everywhere. “Don’t be shy cub, come here.” Kakarot said quietly.
The little demi-saiyan ran into his father’s arms, sobbing, and producing incoherent words as he buried his face in his father’s orange gi shirt.
The man wrapped his arms around his son, and comforted him, soothing with sounds of light coos, and little shushes. He then coiled his thick brown tail around his son’s waist, in a protective manner.
“Daddy?” Little Gohan asked. “Daddy, what is that?” The little Son asked as his little hands went to whatever it was that was coiled around his waist. It was fuzzy, he noted, and thick. Looking down, he found that is was his father’s tail. “Is that your tail?” The boy asked innocently.
“Yes, Gohan, it’s my tail. Your uncle Raditz helped grow it back.” The father said, smiling.
*~*
May 3, 2004 Monday.
I have now come to the conclusion that Jeff is a man whore. *Laughs * He’s being used by the Burger Girl. And he claims that he’s a bitch, well her bitch. Just had to jot that down.
I’ve come unprepared today! No book, no story… especially one of Firecracker’s stories damnit. I just read “Heat” by her, and that was pretty… hn… yummy, shall I say? Yeah, Jeffy-poo is reading this. Yes, Jeffy-poo. HAHAHAH! Thing One, and Thing Two. I remember reading that book. I think mum still has it somewhere, considering that it was her brother’s book. Speaking of “Brothers”, I have to get cracking on that story of those two. Hn… perhaps I’ll read one of Talon-mum’s fics about those two…. Perhaps. *Shrugs * I better update that journal also, speaking of which.
Bounty Hunters chapter 2 is complete! It’s being beta read now. I have NO idea what I’m going to put in the THIRD part. Aye, that’s going to be tricky, considering that the voices make a phase now. Hn… poor Kakarotto. I’m going to torture the bastard and he doesn’t even know it yet. Of course.
Chibi Kakarot muse: Damn you! Where’s the Ouji?
Me: Kakarotto! I told you that the Ouji is working!!!! He’s been busy, and Raditzu isn’t even going to come in for a little while now. Co
Such a good band.
In what you burn,
From his side
In the blood
Waiting for the Holy call
For her blood
Every time he comes close to her warmth.
See it there,
Let it burn
Let her suffer
See the hail of Hell
The lights of the dawn of the dead
Ruler of the slaves
Creatures born to hate man
I’ll come for you…
Soon
I’ll claim my heart
Take it back
Replace my heart.
I’ll close my heart
There you lay
From his gun
The Final Time
Silent warmth
From the son
On the Final Night
Tristania
Can’t understand a bloody word the guy says, but I sure do love their music. It’s great to listen to. Despite the fact that it has that voice… that’s okay… I still like to listen to it.
Ye know, I’m defiantly going to HAVE to get Microsoft Word. It’s great! Oh god, how corny was that? I love Vipeke’s voice! ^_^ Very divine and pure with talent!! Too bad she won’t come to phoenix T_T. Apparently, she’s Dutch. ARG! I don’t care; I want her to come here! So at least I’ll be able to watch her in concert once. I think the closet she came to phoenix was Brazil. I can’t believe she went there either! That’s not the safest place to be.
Gods! I’m sooo bored! I hope that the plot bunnies will come to me tonight! YAY! Defiantly, those bunnies hit me last night and I couldn’t wait for the next part to come to me. Despite the fact that it’s going to be sort of based off of Cowboy Bebop. Aw well! I only used part of the intro to Cowboy, so it won’t hurt anything, plus I changed it around and stuff. Cai liked it, which makes me very happy! ::misses her koi:: why all of a sudden that turned bold!? I saw it change for the starry things, but then it kept a lock on bold. And why am I worrying about that!? That’s pathetic!
YAY! It’s almost time to get out of here! So happy! AHHH! It’s that song again! I can’t seem to figure about who this song is by. It’s catchy, and has a great beat to it, and great lyrics, but I just can’t figure out who it is. The man’s voice is pretty. Kinda reminds me of Godsmack Sully’s voice. ^^ I luvs him! I don’t think I have him with me though.
Do you think I’ll get caught with this? Perhaps not… perhaps so…
7:17 Jeff isn’t here, I don’t even think we’d be talking. I don’t know why he’s taking it so harsh and stuff…. HA HA! I guess boys really are babies. Big crying ones…
Godless
Gotta love this band, even though they don’t have a lot of songs. This is actually the only song that I’ve heard from them.
OI! Dude, I think I’m defiantly getting better at my stories! With all these fragmented stories that I have floating around, I can just practice off of them. I hope the Hotel, and SaiyanSlash, and Saiyanjin-Secrets will like them. Bounty Hunters is going to be a fun one to write. I’m thinking it will have to be a Turless and Kakarot story ^_^ which is okay with me, cause I think that Turless is ready for me to write about him now. Especially since it will have Kakarot in it. He loves him. ^_^ Which I think is going to be fun to write. Here Kakarot’s going to be making some big woolongs, and then Turless comes a waltzing in, and won’t stop at anything to get that 600 million zenni. And then Kakarot decides that Turless makes a good bounty hunter partner, besides, Kakarot can’t find a place to stay, and he knows that Turless has a big place, and food! Which is the most important thing to a saiyan. I thought about bring Vegeta into the picture, and help with the bounty hunting, but then I thought, since Vegetasei is still alive, he can’t, he needs to serve as prince, and then king. So I was a little bummed at that. But then Turless and Raditz hit me, and Kakarot went with it. He wasn’t too pleased to find out that his father came to the launching pad to get him, and take him home. LOL! Bardock was only looking out for his cub is all. But then again, Kakarot is 26…. Yeah I think that’s a good age for him. The young, mysterious, and stubborn, major asshole, daring, and just plain crude and rude. ^_^ That’s how I see him for now. He will also have that gentle, loving side of course, but will only appear rarely though out the story. Bounty Hunters, thanks to Cowboy Bebop, I’ll be able to write something that I’ve always wanted to! ^_^
Jeff is gone I think. * Shrugs* I don’t know if I really care. Bastard didn’t even say goodbye. Well, I have his money! HA HA! I was supposed to pay him back, that baka! He shouldn’t have done that, even if he was probably trying to buy my emotions, to make me like him, he still shouldn’t do it. * Listens to the kids* Cheater? WHERE!? * Shakes head* Ah well… anyways, I hope Jeff has learned something from this. Don’t hit on someone if they don’t like you… LOL! Nor even liking the same gender. I mean, come on, and don’t get me wrong, he’s a really nice kid and all, but I just don’t like him like that. So he totally blew this “friendship” out of proportion because he did that. And then he turns out to not even talk to me anymore. What a pussy. Jesus Christ that boils my blood!!!! Oi and when I mean gone, I mean by moved. ^_^ Future reference.
The man walked into the deserted bar, hoping to get a nice cool drink to pour down his parched throat. There were only three guys in the bar, and the bar tender. The trio of old men sat in one of the back tables, avoiding contact with everyone, each smoking cigars, and cheap cigarettes. All had a hand of cards. Kakarot assumed that they were playing poker, or some kind of card came that plays for money.
Kakarot sat down on one of the bar stools up in the front, and waved a hand. The bar tender made his way over to his newest customer.
“What can I get for ye good sir?” The man asked.
“Get me a scotch, on the rocks too.” Kakarot smirked. The bar tender padded his way over to his alcohol stash, and began to prepare the drink.
>April 20, 2004< I was rereading this and I have totally scratched this part of what was supposed to be part of the story ^^ It’s way better then this piece of crapola! HEE HEE!
*~*
Bounty Hunters will be worked on later. * Yawns* I didn’t get much sleep, only about three hours… * yawns again* I’ll be picked up today at six, WOOHOO! Very happy about that, but then again, I’ll have to make time up for it. T_T, which really sucks, cause I have to make up yesterdays hours too. Hn… nouns!! I have to go work on some more of that, and hopefully pass the test ^^
I just realized how fun nouns are, especially plural nouns!! ^^ I didn’t even know that there was so much to nouns though!! Christ! I’m taking notes right now so… it’s kind of taking a while.
Today is the 29th of March 2004, Tuesday afternoon. I came totally unprepared for school! I brought no money, and I’m dieing of thirst!! Well, not really, I’m just really hungry… grrr… This sucks. I just found out that I can’t leave any more either ye know early and stuff. I don’t understand why though, I have to feed my babies damnit! They’ll die without me. Mom sure as hell can’t feed them, nor will dad even look at them. -_- Sometimes I wish I didn’t get into the breeding business… Well, I guess that’s what you get for doing it though. Dad’s blaming me, and saying that I need to go to school and all, and I know that, really I do, but I didn’t know that I was going to end up feeding week old babies!! Christ I had no idea! * looks over at Jeff* he looks frustrated… anyways, back to the main subject of this paragraph. I’m so sick of this! Sometimes I wish that I never even came to Intelli-School in the first place. I understand that I need an education and all, which is really important, but having birds, and going to school is like a fucking full time job!! And I wanted to get a job at CareFree!!?? Damn it all to fucking hell!! Now I must go do some assignments and cool off. *Huffs * BTW- I need to start making notes to myself to bring a damn PEN!! I DESPISE pencils!!!
YAY!! I found someone with a pen!!! YAY!!!! Thanks to Holly!! OOO!! And it’s BLUE! Well, I’m kinda calm now ^_^ Which is a good thing, cause there is nothing worse when you’re butt-hurt and someone is asking you stupid questions.
Updates on Bounty Hunter! YAY! I got to the part where Kakarot’s in a bar, and has a drink. OH GOD! That was almost orgasmic for me to write! He had a cherry damnit! I should have put some scene with him, twining and twisting the cherry stem in his mouth, tying it with his tongue and teeth. YUM!! Speaking of anime, and Kakarot in particular, I might be getting m doujinshi very soon now!! YES!! I looked at the Doujin Box today, and looked for it and it wasn’t on the list, so I’m pretty sure that the auction is closed. I’m just hoping that I won it is all. I haven’t gotten an email back yet either. This is so nerve racking!!!
NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!! CURSES!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It’s that DAMNED CURSED SONG AGAIN!! I HATE that song!! Damn rap songs, always have to go and piss me off! It makes my blood boil to fucking even hear it! I remember Mike, from Sylvan, he gave rap the perfect name. What was it like “retards something something.” LOL! It was funny though. I wish that I could have remembered it. Ah…. Good times. Now for some more notes to take. >_>
What the fuck does “fulcra” mean?? Damn…. O.o I think Jeff thinks that I’m ignoring him. *Giggles * There isn’t anything to talk about, so I’m not talking. ^^v
There sure are a lot of rules for plural nouns…
Now that I’m finished with all the note taking, now it’s time for the practice test. Let’s just hope that I’ll pass ^_^
WOOHOOO!!! I PASSED THE PURLAS TEST!!!! Damn straight! *Does a little dance and falls on her hip * damnit! FUCK YOU PLURAL NOUNS!! BWAHAHAHAHAHHAAHHAH!!!
ACK! Pronouns are next! I suck at pronouns too! Well, considering that I’ve never had all that much experience with them. HEE!
Och! Lemone gave me a little idea for my story. RADDITZU!! I totally didn’t even think about putting him in there! ^_^ But where though, that is the question. Turless is going to be coming into the picture very soon now!! I’ll have to work on it tonight. I’m having a little brain fart though…
RECAP: Kakarot’s just been to one of the local bars, and he’ll be making his way to the Casino for the latest news on the criminal, who’s bounty is $65 thousand woolong! The bait is set and Kakarot’s taken it.
While in the Casino, Kakarot meets someone very unexpectedly. Who is this person? What!? Another Saiyan? But who? Is this other saiyan after the bounty as well? What will Kakarot do if this saiyan turns out to be an enemy?
Och! Today is Tuesday, March 30, 2004, and I went to go see the Passion of the Christ. That was so intense, I balled my friggin’ eyes out!! It was so powerful! I went to see it with Shauna, which is my best friend. ^_^ I am defiantly going to get that movie on DVD. I didn’t know much about the Crucifixion, but that Jesus Christ was hung on the Cross. I couldn’t stand to watch when they put the nails through his hands.
NOTE: Update in live journal tonight ^^ Finish The Sandman chronicles four and five 3-30-04
YAY! He’s not here! Jeff isn’t here! YAY!! I’m so ever so happy! Apparently, a lot of kids decided to take that Career Day as an advantage, to not come to school. Which is why I’m very thankful for that. ^_^ Heh heh… so now, not a lot of people are here, and we might get out early! YAY! Since tomorrow is our last day of school for the next two weeks, for spring break, I think I’m going to bring in my book, The Sandman, by Neil Gaiman. ^_^ I brought it in today, so maybe I’ll finish it. I was supposed to yesterday, but I was actually pretty tired, so I went to bed around… what was it? … Like 2 or 3 am. Ah, the wonders of forcing yourself to stay awake. My body has well adjusted to it.
Today, Uncle gave me a ride! YAY! I love his bitchin’ new truck! Very spiffy! I loved the new smell it had. He got it for a great price too, which is good, so now he can keep his motorcycle, which is good. I know he would have hated to get rid of that bike, but now, thanks to His good intensions, and Destiny’s book of all ways, Uncle got to keep his bike ^_^
Speaking of Destiny, I want to put some of the quotes in here: NOTE: ALL QUOTES ARE BY NEIL GAIMEN AND ARE FROM THE SANDMAN BOOK FOUR.
“Walk any path in Destiny’s Garden, and you will be forced to choose, not once, but many times. The paths fork and divide. With each step you take through Destiny’s Garden, you make a choice; and every choice determines future paths. However, at the end of a lifetime of walking you might look back, and see only one path stretching out behind you; or look ahead, and see only darkness.”
“Sometimes you dream about the paths of destiny, and speculate, to no purpose. Dream about the paths you took and the paths you didn’t take… “
“The paths diverge and branch and reconnect; some say not even Destiny himself truly knows where any way will take you, where each twist and turn will end. But even if Destiny could tell you, he will not. Destiny holds his secrets.”
“The Garden of Destiny. You would know it if you saw it. After all, you will wander it until you die… or beyond. For the paths are long, and even in death there is no ending to them.”
“Destiny of the Endless is the only one who understands the Garden’s peculiar geography, distinct from time and space, where the Potential becomes the Actual. Destiny knows. The book he carries is as much a guide to the Garden as it is to the minutiae of future-past.” -The Sandman, by Neil Gaimen.
OCH! I’m sorry!! *looks up at God * I said that I would start my school as soon as I finish the book!!! >_< YOU DON’T HAVE TO DAMAGE MY EARS!!!!! Apparently God didn’t like the fact that I was reading, instead of doing my school. I promise I’ll do my school, just give me until five. ^_^ Note: BREAK THE HAPIT OF DAMNING GOD’S NAME!
He walked the streets, trying to find this Casino in particular, called “Red Hope.” Kakarot smirked at the name. /That’s like asking for the Devil’s name in luck./ he thought to himself. He continued to search, but to no avail. The night had been very dark, considering that the moon cycle had been starting over, and on this night it so happened to be that it had hid itself from all the planets within its orbit.
Kakarot stuffed his hands into his jacket pockets, and bowed his head, avoiding everyone. He continued to search. Turning down a street called “Bon ven”, he was suddenly face first to his destination. He grinned, and made his way to the entrance of Red Hope casino.
Entering, he was asked to see his ID, which he obliged with curtsey. The man that had greeted him and made sure that he was of age to enter, bowed his head, and waved his hand in entrance.
“Enjoy your stay, good sir. Good luck.” The man said. Kakarot grunted and passed him, searching for the bar that was located at the far west wing of the building. However, upon his way, his eye had caught today’s front-page newspaper. He stopped in mid-stride, and snagged the paper from an elderly man that was reading it.
So the bounty was on the loose. What?! They raised the bounty?! /Fuck yeah!/ Kakarot smiled madly to himself, images flooded into his mind. He could just see himself swimming in all that hard cold sweet cash. $60,000,000 woolong. This was perfect! If he could get this, then he wouldn’t have to work, well, until the money ran out. Kakarot was notorious for spending money, and was a cash-aholic. Now if only he could get it before the other bounty hunters could get to it first. Now, for some information on the criminal.
“Reward for the capture of Samuel Fig. Wanted for 12 massacres that appeared on the planets Saturn, Pluto, and Neptune. Total people killed by him: 1000. Also wanted for the use of illegal drugs, smuggling, and dealing. There is not much information of Fig, but it is said that he lived underground on a launch pad, by the airport Nogas, on Mars. Police forces say that he travels from planet to planet making a living as a janitor for public schools. Also wanted for the rape and murder of the Queen on the planet Jupiter.”
Kakarot pulled in all the information, imprinting it into his brain, so he wouldn’t forget. /Damn, he’s going to be hard to get, if this information is all true./ He examined. At that point, he noticed something that was at the bottom of the page.
“Note: This is a picture of Samuel Fig from last years profile.” And right beside the note was in fact a picture of him. The man had looked like he was in his late twenties, maybe early thirties. His face was that of a killer. His hair had been a sickly dirty shade of brown, with tight little curls, spraying out in all different directions. Graced with a semi large forehead, and bushy caterpillar eyebrows. Small eyes, with a yellow color, almost like the sun’s. A long bridge for his nose, that came down with a toothy evil twisted mouth. His teeth rotten, which mostly decayed by drugs and alcohol and he had a very sharp chin, with a little fuzzy nub at the tip. Not a pretty site at all, Kakarot observed.
Something else had caught Kakarot’s eye. Samuel Fig had a short profile of him
“Race: Human (?)
Gender: Male (white)
Birth date: June 16, 1928
Blood type: B
History of mother/father: Abandoned at age six, was adopted by Fred Casley, was abused and severely beaten by his caretaker Mr. Casley.
Scientists say that from his childhood background, that could be possibly why he had turned out to be a cold-blooded killer. But it is unknown, and scientists had only made the assumption.”
Kakarot read carefully, and examined the picture one last time. /I didn’t know humans were capable for doing such monstrosities./ Kakarot decided to just rip the article out and keep it for future reference. He snapped his tail to the side, and stuffed the article in his pocked.
Kakarot just then realized who had the newspaper, and looked down at the old man that originally was reading the paper. Fear had stained his face, and the old man held up his hands, whispering words such as “don’t hurt me… please… oh god…”
Kakarot nervously laughed and handed the man his ripped newspaper back, and mumbled an apology. He quickly walked away from the elder, and headed towards the bar again. The Casino had been fairly busy tonight, which meant that there’d be lots of bounty hunters.
Reaching the bar, he seated himself down, and ordered a drink. While waiting, he heard a familiar show that popped onto the small television screen. The Shoot was on.
“Howdy howdy bounty hunters! Today on the top list of the criminals is Samuel Fig!! His bounty will go up soon if not caught!” A pretty dressed up cowgirl woman with blonde hair explained. A man that stood next to her, was dressed up as a sheriff.
“That’s right Mindy, the bounty will go up. This man needs to be caught at all costs! So get yer guns and start shootin’ him up!” Said the scruffy sheriff.
“Oh, but why Bart? What has this man done!?” Mindy said melodramatically
“Well, I’ll tell you, little Mindy. This man has been a wanted criminal for five years and on going. He must be stopped! Come on Bounty Hunter Gang! Let’s stop him, and his madness and lock him up for good!” Bart screamed, while Mindy did a happy dance in the background, making the show flare up in a flamboyant matter.
“That’s it for today’s show yall! See you next time on…. “ Mindy paused and opened her arms up along with Bart, and they shouted together:
“The Shoot!!” And that was the end of the show, before some sports channel came on.
The bar tender snorted, and shook her head. “All these damn criminals always running free. The Solar Police force sure does suck if they need bounty hunters to do their job.” She grumbled. Kakarot smirked at her, and took a drink from his glass. “So what are you doing here, might I ask, sir?” She asked, eyeing Kakarot like delicious candy.
He raised an eyebrow at her. “Well… erm…” He didn’t know the women’s name, so he read the little red nametag that went with her red uniform. “… Carla… I so happen to be one of those bounty hunters, and that man is my target.” He finished with a wink pointed to her. The women flushed, and started to clean any random glass.
Still blushing Carla decided to ask him another question. “So… you’re a bounty hunter, and you’re after this guy?” She turned to Kakarot for an answer back. He nodded, and gulped the rest of his drink down. “Well, you better be careful. I’m sure yer girlfriend or wife is worrying sick about you by now.” Kakarot let go a hearty laugh at the comment, and the women stared at him in shock.
“Och no, onna! I don’t have a wife or girlfriend. So, I’m safe to say that no one will be worrying themselves to death about me.” Kakarot snickered. The women smiled and leaned over the counter of the bar, and eyed Kakarot. She made a point in showing how big her breasts were, by squishing them together on the counter.
“So you’re single?” Carla asked. Kakarot nodded, and leaned back to examine the bar tender, to see exactly what she was doing. Her long red hair shaped around her face in perfect unison, her lips puckered out and were slightly parted. Kakarot looked down her face, and his eyes traced her slim neck, and went to her clothed shoulder, and went directly to her breasts.
Carla took notice in where his eyes were set. “Like what you see?” She asked huskily. A small growl escaped Kakarot’s throat, and his tail uncoiled around his waist and started to wave in the air behind him. Carla immediately took note of the tail. “So you’re saiyan as well.” She smirked at Kakarot, and rose up from the counter to look at him. “Can I see your tail?” She asked innocently.
Kakarot raised an eyebrow up at her, and then to his tail. He moved it to the front of him so she could get an eyeful of the silk brown tail. She reached for it, but was suddenly grabbed by the wrist. Her eyes snapped up and looked into the eyes of the saiyan. “I didn’t say you could touch it, woman.” Kakarot growled.
Carla winced at Kakarot’s grip, and she was immediately let go. She rubbed her wrist with her other hand, and stared at the large saiyan.
~*~
The Dregs of Dublin Still smiling
Ah, one of the greatest bands ever! My uncle’s band. Jack and Scully, or Kenny and Tony.
Drunken Sailor
What do you do with a drunken sailor? Early in the morning. Kick him in the belly until he pukes he guts up, early in the morning. Yeah, we’ll roll him over and make him drink it!
I love this them! I miss them so much too. Uncle says that Kenny went to Kansas, and he’s WAS with a band called Shenanigans. Which isn’t that entire band actually, but when he was with Tony, it was much better. Uncle says that the two are very different people, attitudes and all. It’s a shame that they broke the band up. Despite the fact that they were the only two. But that doesn’t matter they were great! I’m very glad that I got to see them at the renaissance fair! That was the last time that they were together.
Whiskey you’re the Devil
This is the song that is my most favorite out of all the Jack and Scully songs. ^_^ Very awesome song! All I can picture is Ireland, grey and the hills of Dublin, and a small little pub, with them in it with mugs in their hands, singing together, that song, with bright pink faces. ^_^
Since today is Thursday, the first of April, and the last day for school for spring break, today is movie day. Or some call it. The movie that we’re watching is “Holes”. I’ve heard of it, but it never had reached my interest, for reasons unknown. Holly has ordered pizza! YAY! At least it will be the first thing I’ve eaten all day today. Which is good. I might just read The Sandman, and not watch it, but pop my head up here and there, to see what is happening in the story. I’ll most likely write some scenes to Bounty Hunters also.
Today I found out that Uncle used to write as well! Perhaps that is where I got it from. I thought that was really kool. I told him about some of my stories and I think he thought that was pretty kool as well. Today I might print this document. Maybe not.
“Turless!?!” Kakarot yelled in shock and surprise. “What the hell are you doing here!?” Kakarot raised himself off of the chair and glared murderously at the man.
The said man glanced at Kakarot and eyed him up and down. The dark saiyan stood as well, and came close to the other saiyan. Kakarot had been just a few inches smaller then Turless. Kakarot had light skin, and jet-black ebony spikes, same as Turless. However, Turless may have looked like Kakarot, as in complete twins, but Turless had been darker in skin tone, and had a deeper raspier voice. The doppelganger eyed the large saiyan, and sat back down in his chair.
Turless ordered a drink from one of the bar tenders, and hunched over the table. “I was just going to ask you the same thing… Kakarot.” Turless finally replied, looked at him, right in the eyes.
“That’s none of you’re damn business Turless!” The younger saiyan snarled. The dark one smirked, and took a drink from his beverage.
“I know why you’re here.” He said smoothly. Kakarot arched an eyebrow, and sat down next to him.
“Why?” He asked.
“You’re here for the bounty, duh.” Turless said bluntly. Not really having any care in his voice. Kakarot sneered, and lunged at the darker saiyan, pinning him to the ground.
“How the hell do you know that!?” He yelled, holding Turless to the ground, in a death grip, growling.
*~*
Well, after two boring, yet busy weeks, I’m back at school. Not doing really anything except for taking more damned notes, and talking. Aye, it’s true. Well said.
The bet is on! I bet Jeff won’t freak out when he reads part of a yaoi story. ^^ And he doesn’t like yaoi either!! HEHHEHEHEH!! God this is going to be great!
BWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!!!!!!! I AM EVIL!!!! You don’t know you don’t know!! AHAHHAHAHAHAH!! Yes, yes I am. My Muses is laughing at you too. Turley-san is laughing at you too. Same as Kakarotto. ^^
I shall shoot darts at your head.
*~*
Arg! I need to get this math bullshit off my mind damnit! I can’t concentrate on it! I don’t understand!! RAR! I’m just going to have to ask my dad for help, even though I am so dreading it!! So… tired…. When I get home I’m going to have to feed babies. Hopefully their crops will be emptied.
The problems that are preventing my passage to the next math course.
1. Round to the nearest hundred: 6,051.2
2. Round to the nearest thousand: 3,458.2
3. Round to the nearest thousand: 4,589,215
4. Round to the nearest ONE: 7,005.9
How the bloody hell am I supposed to do that!? For Christ’s sakes, I haven’t been in school for a while now, and I have forgotten how to do it. DAMN IT ALL TO HELL!! It’s all just frustrating, and with the dude in front of me blaring his fucking music, and all that noise, noise, NOISE!!! AHHHB!!!! And I’m going to be so pissed if Jeff wants to help! It’s hard enough for me to ask any help from my dad, let alone the teachers here. Feh…
I fucking HATE math!!!!!!! Why we humans must know it, is beyond me. But I suppose that if it is a requirement, then it shall be learned, one way or another.
Orchideater updated again! YAY! Gods how I love her stories!! So beautifully written, and so well done! I love the fact that she put Kakarot in his SSj4 four form. Now, from her little teasers that she explained at the bottom, next chapters will have humor in it. The two get to know each other better! YAY!!! I can’t wait to read it! Kakarot groomed Vegeta in chapter two, and it was just SO cute! I Luvs Kakarotto! :3 *gushes *
Well, it’s break time now, so I’ll be back. K, I’m back. Yippy. Cookies!!! Yeah, there isn’t anything to say. Except that they finally have my Cheddar Ruffles! WOOHOO! So yummy! They have cookies too!! Tater Tit! That’s a funny word! Such a man word, indeed.
Jeff is almost done with all his school.. I think he needs only two more credits, and then he’s moving.
I’ve decided to name that fic of mine “Dance of the Curse.” It’s better then “Destiny of the Endless”, considering that it’s a character from Neil Gaiman. I should have brought that book damnit.
BTW> that new chick is weird… *snickers *
Ye know, I’m going to look back on this, and think, “What the HELL was I doing?” Damn… I bet you anything it will happen. Along those lines, I’ll see this, and prove to myself, that it did in fact happen, and I did in fact look back. The various things that are put in here, I’ll look back at it and laugh. Everything about it, I’ll laugh at. But, I’ve typed it, and it is as my journal now. My school journal? Perhaps… And on each day, I sat by Jeffery Calhoun, the boy that asked me out, and the only friend that I have… so far… *snerk * Perhaps I will print this out at the end of my year, like I had planned to. But perhaps it will get caught? Who knows, perhaps that this is the one thing that keeps me from doing my schoolwork. Perhaps not. It IS as a “ventage” for me, when things are going “rough” with my schoolwork. I don’t know… some of the stuff in here is pretty useless. I had wished to put all this stuff on my Live Journal, online, but… I’m just too lazy to rewrite things that I have already written, or in this case typed.
“What are you talking about saiyan!?” The daughter of Chaos demanded. “You lost the Ouji?”
“I fear that it is true, Mistress.” Kakarot bowed apologetically. “The other day, when the Ouji and I were out, walking the lands of the mists, and he had been taken. To where I have not an idea of, but I tried to reach him through our bond, and his emotions are blank, and he feels dead. The next day I had tried to find him, but to no avail. My prince is gone, and I am ready to find him. Come Princess, let us leave your realm.” He ushered her to do her part, and let them wake.
“Lord, what if we cannot find the prince?” Konna asked, her voice suddenly changing to a little girls worried voice.
“Do not fret, Daughter.” Kakarot replied, just as Konna was about to wake up.
Kakarot woke to the darkness of his room. The Sword of Hope still clutched in his hands. He stared at the ceiling, pondering a plan that had set in his head. /Love, where are you?/ He wondered. The ouji was his, and he was terribly saddened by the turn of fate. /Why have the gods cursed me so? Azna, please, I need your help. Help me find me true love, and return him safe./
*~*
Today is the 21 of April, of 2004, and I’m here at Intelli-School earlier then I originally am. I’m making up a day. It’s kinda weird too, but I found out that Jessica Brightman is in this class. We just had a girl talk too! ^^ I’ve forgotten what those are like, ye know. They sure are funny though. Some of these kids in this class are pretty pathetic, ha hah! Aye, girl talk it pretty strange, since you only talk to boys… well… one boy anyways, and all he wants to talk about is sex (Jeffers.)
More note taking -_- it seems that that’s all I’m doing really, is note taking. Which really sucks, because I’m kind of lost in them right now. Had that backwards there for a sec.
Apparently, this kid, Jean (?) I believe his name is, is 21 years old! He reminds me of a hunchback, and a crack head. He most likely is a crack head, or a pothead, which isn’t all that bad. Jessica was telling me about him. I think he wants to be black or something, which like most of the white guys in here want to be. They have that swagger way to them, and it’s quite pathetic. And HELLOO Little Mss blonde! ^^ Had a girl just walk by and she had these tiny shorts on, with long blonde hair! 0_o I think she’s pretty!!
Well damn! These teachers are getting pretty hot headed! The black dude, who I think is gay, just basically, if you want to get right down to it, blew this kid off. Saying “I don’t want to talk to you right now, but I’ll be back.” He should have rephrased that sentence. Perhaps, like he said, he has issues. That kid, Jean, just got out of the “teachers office” ^^ He was rude to the black dude. The black dude has some name, yes, and I think it starts with an “R”. * Laughs* that’s too funny, everyone in this hour is so steamy, and angry people. HAHAHAHAHHAH!! That’s funny.
Well, I passed the pronouns test. It was actually pretty easy too! YAY! Now… unfortunately, I have to do the second part to the pronouns… -_-
FUCK!
I thought that it was time for a new font.. How bout this one? I think I like it, ye know, those small fonts always get me. It’s not as graceful as the other font, but I suppose that it will do.
Hn.. I don’t know, I think I might go back to the other font.. so no one can read it. Meaning, they can’t read it all that clearly ne? Yeah, I’m changing it back…
Aye this is better. Much better. Dude, it’s only fucking 3 in the afternoon. And this is getting incredibly boring. More note taking, the ones that don’t make any sense what so ever!
Grr… it’s cold. I wonder if mum left that note for dad to get some millet spray….
Ah.. it’s now 4:12 pm, on April 21, 2004. The same day of the make up day. I can happily say that I am comfy now, and in MY seat!! ^^
I think that Holly is rearranging seating charts >.<
Now, for more note taking on Pronouns 2!!!!
Ack! Pixelgoddess updated today! YAY! I was so happy to read that! IT was wonderful! So beautifully written! I wonder when Orchideater will update again… *ponders * Anyways, that was chapter 27 of Maintaining. It was so beautiful! So touching, and I almost fucking cried -_-
Oh mum gave me the greatest news!! She said that we might go to Cirque Du Soleil this year!!!! WOO-FUCKING-HOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!! I simply cannot wait!! So happy, happy, happy!!! Yes indeed!! It will be glorious! *Waves hands about * She said it was Valkorio…. That’s most likely not the name, but it starts with a “V” and reminds me of Valqurie. ^^
Oi!! Oi Oi Oi!!! Heee Hee! It’s almost time to leave! Well for Jeffers and me. *Burp * can’t wait to get out of here! Only two more minutes to go! YAY!! Actually, it’s more of a 3 minutes to go thing. * Face vaults* Baklava!!! I love that word.
BAAAKKKAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!
Today, April 22, 2004. Tomorrow is Mai Tai’s birthday. Funny, how someone would ever want to celebrate it. They have no clue. Ah well. She’ll be a year old.
I finally remembered to bring my book with me. The Sandman, number 7, Brief Lives. Delirium is one of my favorite characters now in the series, along side Dream, and Death, oh and Destiny!! YAY! I love Destiny! He’s such a pretty bishy!
Black Water
Oh black water, keep on running through the Mississippi. I wanna hear some funky Dixie land, mamma come and take me by the hand. Honky Tonk… honky tonk.
I love that song!! That’s one of my favorite old songs, along with Lynerd Skinner’s
Sweet Home Alabama. ^^
*Sings *
Grrr… these pronouns 2 are kinda hard. * Scratches head* Aye.
Relative, Interrogative, Demonstrative, and Indefinite pronouns. HARD! Aye, very hard. Mmm, I wrote down the name of that Punks and Skins site that is so yummy! It’s called
www.skinmarvin.com OH GOD! So yummy!!
**
Desire sat in a dark realm, alone. His face was battered and bruised. Arms were torn apart by sharp objects afflicted to the skin. Where was he? Where was Dream? Why could he not feel him through their bond?
“Hello?” He called out. His voice seemed like it was almost a whispered, but he sworn that he used all of his lungpower. He could have sworn that he had screamed that hello. It also sounded muffled, like his mouth was being covered by a rag, or by his hand. “Kakarot…” he whispered his mate’s name.
“Who is Kakarot?” A deep raspy voice called out to him. “I know not of this “Kakarot.” The voice said again.
“Who are you?“ The battered man called out again, his voice a little louder this time. “I am Vegeta no Ouji, and Desire of everyone. What is it you wish with me, and where have you taken Kakarot?” Vegeta demanded.
A chuckle rumbled from the raspy voice. “Yes, you are Desire, that is why I have taken you.”
“No, I am Desire, that no one can have. And a coward like you can especially not have me.” Vegeta’s voice was firm, and cold.
***
Today, April 27, 2004, 12:08 pm. Since I missed yesterday, I have to make it up today. Yeah, and this computer sucks asshole. Sitting in the back room of the class kind of sucks too. It’s so quiet, and not cold, like it is out there in the main room.
Let’s see… Bounty Hunters… I’ve finally gotten back the beta version of the first chapter of BH, and I’m very pleased with it. Just have to make some minor adjustments to it, and then it will be awesome like! Decided that I’m going to change chapter two a little bit. Where Kakarot breaks down. It’s not his character, and he wants to be stubborn about it. Perhaps later on, he’ll break, but not now. Not when him and Turless have finally met. I’ll still have the little flash back of him with the Cat O’ Nine, of course. But he won’t tell Turless, nor will he be weak. That little voice in the back of his head won’t allow it… Aye, that’s more like Kakarotto, that asshole.
I haven’t said anything about the RP that Talon and Manawolf had written have I? Not sure, but I’ll say it again! Their little world frame with pregnant Raditz is just the best! It’s incredibly sad though! Little Sage cub. Gets taken away from his Mama. *cries * It’s so sad!!!! And Raditz is so brave, and only wants to see his cub. I can’t help but put Kakarot as Mama sometimes. But Raditz is so protective of his cub it’s so cute! Gods! I can’t wait to read more of that RP story. It’s fucking great!
I’m learning stuff of verbs. What is a verb? A verb is a word that shows action or state of being. They are important to sentences because they say something about the subject of the sentence!! YAY! There are three classes or types of verbs:
Acton
Linking
Helping
Action Verbs can express physical or mental.
Action verbs may or may not have an object at times.
An object is a person or thing that receives the action of the verb. Action verbs hat have an object are called transitive verbs. The subject of a transitive verb passes the action to the receiver of the action.
Linking verbs do not express action. Instead, they connect a noun or pronoun in the first part of a sentence with a word that follows the verb.
All linking verbs are INTRANSITIVE!
Note: there are only a few linking verbs.
Verbs can be transitive in one sentence and intransitive in another.
Transitive verbs: Are verbs that have an object
Intransitive verbs: Are verbs that express action without and object.
Now switched. It’s 4:46 pm, and I’m back in MY seat, damnit!
*Crunches on her poptart * I was getting Closter-phobic in that room. It’s yellow, and it hurts my eyes. Gives me a headache too. *Wishes she had a T-bone steak to gnaw on *
I got a 70% this time on my verb test! YAY! Still not good enough though… damn…. *takes it again * DAMNIT!! ANOTHER FUCKING 70%!!!!!! CURSES!!!! I have to pee…. -_-
“A whisper, a flutter, and silence falls once more, between worlds. Around them children run and shout and adults walk. No one sees them no one touches them. No one knows that they are even there at all.”
An Oracle
“All labyrinths are one labyrinth. All mazes meet in the center. Turn. Right. Left. Left. Turn. One by one the other maze-walkers vanish. Slowly the high wooden walls begin to change their shape, to spread out and change, to branch and diverge.
“The walls become hedges. Odd items of statuary begin to appear. Right. Left. Right again.
“They step into a path of mist: above them Carrion birds caw and shriek, and then are silent forever.
”Briefly, it is night; then dawn begins to lighten the sky. They cross a river: their feet trip-trap across the little wooden bridge.
“An old red sun hangs low in the gray sky. This is not Earth. This is not now. This is Destiny’s Garden, that is a place to itself, and exists in its own time. Paths connect and diverge in this place.
“Dream respects his brother, but the Garden of Destiny disturbs him. It is usual, however, for the Endless to feel uncomfortable in each other’s realms; only death travels where so ever she must, without misgiving.
“The Garden of Destiny. Look behind you: Shadow-plays of memory are forever being enacted, on paths you walked too long ago.”
“I like the stars. It’s the illusion of permanence, I think. I mean, they’re always flaring up and caving in and going out. But from here, I can pretend…
“I can pretend that things last. I can pretend that lives last longer than moments. Gods come, and gods go. Mortals flicker and flash and fade.
“Worlds don’t last; and stars and galaxies are transient, fleeting things that twinkle like fireflies and vanish into cold and dust.
“But I can pretend.
“A two-sided coin: Destruction is needed. Nothing can exist without destroying the old.
“Things are created. They last for some little while, and then they are gone. Empires, cities, poems and people. Atoms and worlds. One cannot begin a new dream without abandoning the last.”-Destruction of the Endless.
*~*
A part of the ceiling broke! HAHAH!! It fell on someone, and all these water went “SPLOOSH!!” HAHAHAHH!!!!! I laugh at it!
Date:
April 28, 2004
I need to finish the Sandman book tonight so I can just return it on the way back from school. ^^ I’m letting Jeff listen to real music. HAHA! He claims that he’s a Goth, but he isn’t even close to being one. HAHAH! Sucker fluke. I swear, these so called “Goths” now a days are really pathetic!
My sis is one, and she, along with a few others are the only “real” ones out there. Tch, I can’t believe he’s never even heard of Tristania, or My Dieing Bride. Gothomere is good too, also London After Midnight. OH fuck yeah! I just found one of my mixes, and it has Audio Slave on it! WHOOHOO! It’s called “Like A Stone.” It’s one of my favorite songs by them. ^^ OO! Another awesome song! London After Midnight! Sacrifice ^^ such a lovely song!
**
Destruction walked through Dream’s realm, in search for the Dream lord himself. It was black, and cold. Destruction walked with his held high, through the Mists of Alder, to the land of dreams.
He was draped in a black cloak that hung off his shoulders. The end of his cloak looked as if a shredder ripped it, and it dragged itself behind its owner, lifelessly.
The air was cold on his uncovered skin. His hands peeked from his cloak, swaying here and there at his sides. His long black mane washed down his back, displaying a type of grace in his stride.
Destruction had been built to destroy things. He was over all in all, a burly man, that showed some intimidation. His saiyan name, like his brother, and his brother’s mate, was Radtiz. The saiyan race, however, had been destroyed, but left only a few handfuls of saiyans, scattered across the universe. The saiyan race’s destroyer was known as a Changeling, with the name of Freiza. The powerful Icejin had used the saiyans for business, such as doing purges. The saiyans would go off to some planet, destroy that planet’s race, and give the planet to Freiza, for him to sell to other lords of the universe. The saiyans would take their payroll from Freiza himself. Gold had been quite valuable for the saiyans. When they had gotten their pay, the gold would go to the king, and then the king would pay for the richest of wines, and classiest of food for the saiyans.
The animal population on Vegetasei was quite poor. The Tuffles, who were the previous owners of the planet, had exterminated most of the animal population. The Tuffles did not need meat they were vegetarians. They were also aware of the fact that saiyans DID need the meat, and the Tuffles and the Saiyans were always at war. So they had thought that exterminating their food supply, the saiyans would die off, and not bother the Tuffles any longer.
Raditz, the god of Destruction, had found himself thinking of his father, and the people of planet Vegetasei. How sad it is, to know that the saiyans that were left out there, were either made a god, or were killed by deaths unknown. He assumed that they were captured, and tortured until they died. He had prayed to his mother, the Goddess of Fate, to have his brother made a god, and not die like the other saiyans.
He reached Kakarot’s realm with ease, as usual, but he found something amiss. His brother had shut himself up in his throne room, up in the castle. Which by what he could see, was nowhere to be seen. He could not feel his brother’s presence, but he knew all to well that his brother was hiding. For there were no doors that lead into the Dream king’s castle, inside and out. Radtiz of Destruction had an idea at that point. He would reach his brother by the family bond link he has always had with his little brother, even when their planet was alive.
/Here me out brother, I call to thee./ Raditz called through the link. He found that the bond link was a little shut off, almost fuzzy. What was causing his brother’s pain? /Brother, I call for you to talk with me./ he tried again.
/Leave me, Destruction./ Kakarot called out firmly. His voice had been grim, and even harsh. That wasn’t like the gentle saiyan at all. Radtiz was actually getting quite worried now.
/Let me in, Kakarot./ He demanded at once. The dream king sighed through the bond link and let him into the throne room, where he sat upon his chair of power. Beside him, was another chair, but it was sadly empty.
Kakarot had been wearing a white robe that was loosely hanging off of his body. A hand supported his head, and an arm supported the hand. His other arm was draped across his lap, lying limply. His tail lay across the other arm of the chair, lifelessly.
Kakarot produced a hearty sigh, and looked away from his brother.
“What is it that you wish of me, o’ brother of mine?” The dream lord asked. “I do not want to deal with your shenanigans today, I’m afraid.” He sighed again.
Kakarot’s brother walked slowly towards the depressed saiyan. It had begun to rain outside the castle he heard it. Thunder had reached his ears, and he knew that nightmares would be spread this night, through the dreamers of the waking world. He leaned in front of the throne, and rested a hand upon his brother’s knee. Raditz looked in the eyes of his brother, and saw the emptiness flow from his soul, pouring out from those black eyes.
“Leave me brother, I do not wish to be disturbed.” Kakarot turned his face away from his brother’s gaze. A heavy blow in his chest hit him, and tears burned at his eyes, threatening to spill, as he heaves a breath. “Please…” Kakarot pleaded Raditz to just leave him be.
Radtiz gathered his younger brother into his arms, and cradled him, as he felt tears of agony soak his cloak. Dream did not make any noises while he sobbed away into his brother’s arms, he simply cried without. He was after all a god, and gods do not make weakling noises as they shed their tears.
“What has happen, young one? Where is Vegeta?” He realized at the say of Desire’s name, the man in his arms, began to shed his tears faster, and harder, but still making no noises. Radtiz lifted Kakarot up to eye level, his hands on his younger brothers shoulders, a worried look upon his face.
Destruction wiped the tears from his brother’s face, smiling softly. As he cupped Kakarot’s cheek, a hand came up and held it close, as Kakarot nuzzled into the hand. /So warm…/ Dream sent a feeling of warmth to his older sibling, as he continued to nuzzle the hand, making Radtiz smile.
They sat in silence for a few minutes before Radtiz hugged his brother again and sent him a bond message. /Tell me, Kakarotto./ He demanded, using his full saiyan name.
“I have lost my mate, Radtiz.” Kakarot stated, plain and simple.
“So that is why you grieve so hard. Brother, have you an idea of where he has been taken?” Destruction asked. Then something snapped in Radtiz’s head. “Wait- Desire… Kakarot, Desire cannot be taken by anyone other than his mate.”
Kakarot nodded as he knew of this, but somehow it was done.
“I am aware of that Radtiz. But it was while we were walking through the Mists, and then he was gone. How it has happened I do not know. I have racked and searched through all of my thoughts, and knowledge that I have, and have still not been able to come to a conclusion on his abductor.” Sighed Kakarot.
Radtiz stood up, and held out a hand for his brother to take, which was kindly taken
“Come brother, we must make a trip to see Destiny.”
“A whisper, a flutter, and silence falls once more, between worlds. Around them children run and shout and adults walk. No one sees them no one touches them. No one knows that they are even there at all.”
An Oracle
“All labyrinths are one labyrinth. All mazes meet in the center. Turn. Right. Left. Left. Turn. One by one the other maze-walkers vanish. Slowly the high wooden walls begin to change their shape, to spread out and change, to branch and diverge.
“The walls become hedges. Odd items of statuary begin to appear. Right. Left. Right again.
“They step into a path of mist: above them Carrion birds caw and shriek, and then are silent forever.
”Briefly, it is night; then dawn begins to lighten the sky. They cross a river: their feet trip-trap across the little wooden bridge.
“An old red sun hangs low in the gray sky. This is not Earth. This is not now. This is Destiny’s Garden, that is a place to itself, and exists in its own time. Paths connect and diverge in this place.
“Dream respects his brother, but the Garden of Destiny disturbs him. It is usual, however, for the Endless to feel uncomfortable in each other’s realms; only death travels where so ever she must, without misgiving.
“The Garden of Destiny. Look behind you: Shadow-plays of memory are forever being enacted, on paths you walked too long ago.”
*~*
Finishing the night off with a couple drawings. ^^ I’m actually quite pleased how they came out. Destiny, Death, Delirium, and Dream *sighs * I love those characters :3
Uh.. new day… it’s April 29, 2004. I printed out “Reunion” by Xero-Sky. Oh man, that has to be the yummiest fic I’ve read for a little while now. Despite the fact that I have read it before, but that doesn’t matter. OMG! That was so AWSOME! Oi, it had Kakarot and Raditz smut! YAY!! Hehehheehhe…. I like smut. Anyways, I’ve always wanted to do like a little sequel of a story that isn’t mine, but I’d like to give it a try. ^^
During break, which is now almost over, 6:26 pm, I’ve suddenly had an aching feeling in my chest, longing to talk to Nikki Earls. I wonder what that bastard is doing right now. I can’t help but miss her. It even pains me to think of her damn it. It’s not like she was my lover or anything, just the only “real” friend that actually understood me. Damn… and now I sit her watching everyone with their friends, playing and laughing, and I can’t help but think of the times that were spent with Nikki, and the memories we shared. Everything… fuck now I’m all depressed and shit.
FUCK!!!!!!!!! I won’t cry damnit, I’m not that fucking weak. Damn these feelings. I can fucking feel again, since being off of the medication and all that shit.
End of “Reunion”
Raditz stretched out an arm and fished out his scouter out of the grass, then attached it to his ear.
“Prince Vegeta, did you hear that?”
He ignored the shock on his brother’s face, pressing a palm flat on his chest to keep him still. Idly, he wondered if Kakarotto could understand him, since he was speaking in the saiyan birth language, not the standard spoken on this planet.
“Hai, stay there. We will join you soonest. Vegeta out.”
A stream of data flickered across the screen, showing estimated date of arrival. One year.
Outrage crossed his brother’s face. He had obviously both heard and understood everything.
“He was listening the WHOLE TIME!?”
“Aye, and probably watching too. Don’t worry though. He appreciates enthusiasm.”
Kakarotto cracked him one across the face, but Raditz only laughed.
/Don’t be mad./ he said through the bond link the brothers shared.
/Shut up!/
/I don’t notice you leaving./
Silence. Then Kakarotto reached up and undid his brother’s scouter, tossing it backwards over his shoulder some distance. He regarded his brother solemnly, and then reached out to run his fingers over his face.
/You never explained why I can hear you in my head./
/We are brothers ne? Saiyan blood calls to blood./
Raditz bent down and licked him behind his ear.
/Brothers… You’re the freakiest bastard I’ve ever met, Raditz./
/You have No idea./
Hands began to roam, leisurely stroking long flanks.
“We have a year until the prince arrived. So tell me, brother, however shall we pass the time?
Kakarotto smirked at his saiyan brother. Standing up, he held out a hand for Raditz to take. Raditz took the hand, and pulled himself up. The younger saiyan then pulled his brother into a lovely kiss, tongues twisting, and stroking each other.
Kakarotto left his brother standing, and went to put his clothes on. Smirking, the taller man did the same.
“Raditz…” The younger saiyan called out. The said saiyan looked up in question.
“Nani, Kakarot?” He asked.
He clenched his jaws, and ground his teeth. “You… staying here, aren’t you? … Well… until the prince arrives…”
Raditz smiled softly, and gave his brother a hug.
“We are together, and I refuse to leave you behind. I’ve finally found you, and I’m not letting you go.” The squashed saiyan blushed a little, and laid his head on his brother’s armored shoulder.
/I’m glad./ Kakarot sent through the brother bond.
“Oh so you ARE happy to see me.” Raditz said cheekily.
Kakarot smirked, and turned to leave his brother, but was stopped suddenly, when he fell to his knees, and he felt a hot searing pain run up his spine. Raditz was by his side in a milli-second.
“Kakarot! What’s wrong!?” The burly saiyan asked, with a worry tone in his voice.
The young man screamed as he felt a hot stab to his lower back, and he heard his pants rip as a rod of pain flew from the bottom of his spin. He then felt it. Knew what it was. He whipped his head around, and was immediately slapped in the face with a fully new grown blood soaked tail. It waved in front of his face, hypnotizing him.
“Well I’ll be a damned monkey’s uncle.” Raditz laughed, and then gave his brother a little smirk. “Guess a little suction to that little nub did the trick ne, brother?”
Kakarot flicked his tail, and bristled it, and flung it. Blood flew everywhere, spotting on Raditz and he himself.
Kakarot brought it up to his nose and sniffed. It smelled of sweet cinnamon, and rich musk. A few other little scents floated on it, but he couldn’t pin point it. He absently stuck his tongue out and tasted it. Blood shot at his velvet tongue, and it gave him a little tang, making a fire in his belly crackle. Kakarot peered at the newly grown appendage, waving it around.
Raditz on the other hand, thought he’d just burst with pride for his younger brother. That tail was thick, and he could see the true color underneath the blood. Autumn brown. Little streaks of black laced up the furry length.
Raditz kneeled down beside his brother who sat dumbfounded.
/What do you think of it?/ Raditz asked through the mental link.
Kakarot’s eyes shined as he looked up at his brother. He jumped on him in a crushing hold.
“I’ve missed it so much.” Kakarot whispered.
Smiling, Raditz grasped the furry limb in his hand, carefully. He brought it to his nose and inhaled the scent it gave off. Raditz began to lick and clean it, his instincts kicking in. Kakarot emitted a light purr as he was being cleaned.
“So, do you still deny your Saiyan heritage?” Kakarot’s brother asked between each licks.
Shuddering from the pleasure that was assaulting his tail, he gasped a “No.”
Raditz began to purr from deep within his chest, making the tail vibe with the waves of his purr.
“M-my tail…” Kakarot rasped out. “Please… don’t hurt it.” He panted.
Raditz stopped immediately, and growled at Kakarot, his eyes furious.
“What do you mean, ‘don’t hurt it.?’” He snarled. “Kakarot, for God’s sakes I’d never do something like that!”
The younger brother looked at Raditz if he grew another head. Shocked. “You… wouldn’t?” He asked.
“Kakarot!” Raditz screamed. “Gods no! I know how sensitive tails can be, and I know the pain that can be caused by them if handled the wrong way. Why did you say that?!” The enraged saiyan asked.
Kakarot held his head down in shame, not wanting to look into his brother’s eyes.
”It’s just that… well, my tail has been hurt a lot, through the times that I’ve had it. When I was small, and fighting in the tournaments that are held here. I’ve had it pulled and tugged on, so I’m very cautious about it. I’ve never learned how to wrap it around my waist either, so it always floated around freely.” Kakarot finished with a little sigh.
“I’LL KILL THESE BASTARDS!!” Raditz bellowed, snarling and growling.
Kakarot blushed at his brother’s take on the history of his tail. He pulled Raditz to him, and wrapped his arms around his neck, noses almost touching.
“You’re so cute.” Kakarot smiled, white teeth barely showing. “We better get back before the others start to freak out, and wonder if you’ve killed me yet.” Raditz smiled back, and nuzzled the tousled head of ebony locks. A light purr rumbling from his chest.
“I will kill them if they try to go after your tail, Kakarot.” He sniffed.
“Hn… we shall see, Brother of mine.” Kakarot said huskily, and kissed Raditz’s cheek. “Come, let us go back. Gohan’s probably wondering where I am, and is probably worried sick too.” The younger man stood up, but promptly fell back on his ass. Oh, tail right, he thought.
Laughing, Raditz pulled his brother up again, and hooked an arm around his brother’s waist for support. Goku voiced a thanks, as the brawny arms hooked around him. One of his arms was locked around Raditz’s shoulders, for more support.
“I guess it’s been awhile since I’ve had my tail, and I don’t remember how to walk!” He laughed as they made their way down the grassy felid.
“We’ll work on getting your balance back later, brother, right now we need to get back to where your son is.” Raditz replied.
~*~
As they arrived at Kame House, the people on the island looked up and shouted to Goku, One in particular was the blue haired scientist.
“Goku what happened!?” She called out to him.
As they landed on the ground with a small tap from their shoes, everyone had gathered around the two saiyans like a freak show. Raditz growled as they came near.
/Don’t worry Raditz, it’s not like they can hurt me./ Kakarot smirked through the bond link.
/I don’t care, you can’t walk yet, and I don’t know what they’ll do when they see you grew your tail back./ Raditz snapped back. Kakarot laughed out loud, and received a very strange look from the humans on the island.
“Goku? What happened? Did he try and hurt you?” The little bald guy asked, Krillin.
Goku rubbed the back of his head, and laughed nervously.
“Well, not really.” He said, before Raditz elbowed him in the gut to keep his mouth shut about what happened between the two. “Hey! I’m kind of helpless here, Raditzu.” He used his brother’s full saiyan name in countering a reply.
Raditz sniffed, “Don’t make me drop you, Kakarot.”
“Aw, come on, you won’t be that mean to me will you?” The younger saiyan asked innocently, with a little smirk upon his lips.
“HA!” The manned saiyan snorted at the comment. He suddenly dropped his younger brother, proving that he can be mean.
“Ouch! Raditz!” Kakarot landed on his ass with a loud ‘thump’, his tail waving in the air.
“Goku!” The blue haired woman shrieked and ran to her best friend’s side for help.
Suddenly, Goku heard a little squeak, saying “Daddy…” A little saiyan popped his head out behind one of the Z fighters, known as Piccolo. The tall Namek had the little saiyan put behind his legs, for safety.
“Hey Gohan.” The father said, waving a hand to beckon him forward. A little nervous twitchy tail, jotted out, moving everywhere. “Don’t be shy cub, come here.” Kakarot said quietly.
The little demi-saiyan ran into his father’s arms, sobbing, and producing incoherent words as he buried his face in his father’s orange gi shirt.
The man wrapped his arms around his son, and comforted him, soothing with sounds of light coos, and little shushes. He then coiled his thick brown tail around his son’s waist, in a protective manner.
“Daddy?” Little Gohan asked. “Daddy, what is that?” The little Son asked as his little hands went to whatever it was that was coiled around his waist. It was fuzzy, he noted, and thick. Looking down, he found that is was his father’s tail. “Is that your tail?” The boy asked innocently.
“Yes, Gohan, it’s my tail. Your uncle Raditz helped grow it back.” The father said, smiling.
*~*
May 3, 2004 Monday.
I have now come to the conclusion that Jeff is a man whore. *Laughs * He’s being used by the Burger Girl. And he claims that he’s a bitch, well her bitch. Just had to jot that down.
I’ve come unprepared today! No book, no story… especially one of Firecracker’s stories damnit. I just read “Heat” by her, and that was pretty… hn… yummy, shall I say? Yeah, Jeffy-poo is reading this. Yes, Jeffy-poo. HAHAHAH! Thing One, and Thing Two. I remember reading that book. I think mum still has it somewhere, considering that it was her brother’s book. Speaking of “Brothers”, I have to get cracking on that story of those two. Hn… perhaps I’ll read one of Talon-mum’s fics about those two…. Perhaps. *Shrugs * I better update that journal also, speaking of which.
Bounty Hunters chapter 2 is complete! It’s being beta read now. I have NO idea what I’m going to put in the THIRD part. Aye, that’s going to be tricky, considering that the voices make a phase now. Hn… poor Kakarotto. I’m going to torture the bastard and he doesn’t even know it yet. Of course.
Chibi Kakarot muse: Damn you! Where’s the Ouji?
Me: Kakarotto! I told you that the Ouji is working!!!! He’s been busy, and Raditzu isn’t even going to come in for a little while now. Co