I finally got it on a computer ^^ Then had a computer I could edit and it more with... on a side note I have a sore throat >.< Anyway
Basically the fics only gonna be 7000 words or so... mabye slightly longer I'm not certain depends where it decides to end... thing is one of those "immortality" fics (ya know the ones i'm talking about) only with out reincarnations or what not
Though its got enought twists to go around
'nayway I decided to go ahead and join the snippet club since I had one long enough to... i was debating... but decided i'd go ahead and pet the nice aoko/kaito fluff (i started reading it and actually forgot how waffy it was XD) how much actual kaito/aoko's in there? only half the fic i think.. which for me isn't bad.. XD sorta... depends XD
Anyway... after killing a couple computers and managing to nealry lose my sanity trying... heres part of the fic I finally managed to get on a comp (i joke you not... I really did cause my friend's comp to die >> it was scary)
'Nayway heres a snippet XD Though I don't think I'll be spoiling as much as Jeva XP My fics not long enough to
“Don’t give up Kaito.. You never give up” she told him fiercely. She continued her rubbing but her hands moved further down so she could begin unbuttoning his shirt for better access. Her hands reached and pulled off the offending material before returning to their ministrations. She shook her head, “Kaito you’re exhausted… if you try to face them like this you’re right… you may not have a chance. But I don’t think you’ve had more then a few hours of sleep all week! You need to-”
She came to an abrupt stop when his hands reached up to cover hers. He gently held them still, head still hanging, “Aoko…”
“You’ll stop them- I know it…” she fought to keep her worry from showing in her. It was difficult, especially now that her hands were almost shaking from her nerves. Every night she couldn’t help wonder if this would be the time- if this would be the night that Kaito didn’t come home. And sometimes it was too much, even though she tried to keep on a poker face of her own.
He turned wrapping his arms around her tightly, “Aoko-” he murmured again. “I swear… I don’t know what I’d do without you.” He raised one of his hands so he could run it down her cheek. It never ceased to shock him how perfect she was.. How unmarred and beautiful. She was the essence of his life- His everything. An angel sent to him out of the darkness. Looking at her sapphire eyes he shook his head, “I don’t know what I’d do if I lost you.”
She smiled up at him eyes dancing with laugher, “You won’t… ever. Surely you know that by now Kaito.” Her own hands moved so she could lift her self up enough and wrap her arms around him. Burying her hands into his hair she pulled him down into a reassuring kiss, but was shocked to feel something wet on his cheeks when they pulled away. Touching the few solitary tears that had managed to escape through his mask she felt dread fill her, “Kaito?”
A quick movement and his face was buried in her neck. She could feel him shake slightly through his words, “I won’t let them hurt you- you know that right? Right?” He kissed the base lightly, lips brushing her bare skin before moving to nuzzle her ear lovingly, letting the tears wipe themselves away on her hair, “Never.”
She smiled sadly lifting his head up so she could look at him. She brushed the hair from his face and soothingly kissed his cheeks- ridding them of the last traces of the drops that had been falling earlier.
“I know.”
So there ya go.... and no the fic is not really much more then waff the like at the moment... pirates probably beats me out for smut XD I just picked this section cuz the others gave too much away XD (or weren't intresting enough XD)
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on another note in a im dicussion with Ani she found this in an article
James Krasner, professor of English and British Victorian literature at the University of New Hampshire, has spoken out on the recent media frenzy over two characters dying in the seventh book...and why it won't be Harry who meets his death:
"Whenever an author's books become very popular in his or her lifetime, as is the case with Rowling, a tug of war starts between the author and the fans about who the characters really belong to. Rowling, like Conan Doyle (creator of Sherlock Holmes), is trying to assert her control. She's reminding us that Harry is her character, not ours; she can kill him if she wants to. Doyle actually did kill off Sherlock Holmes, but Rowling won't go that far because she cares about Harry. Conan Doyle was really sick of Holmes," Krasner says.
I like harry potter mind you I mean I adore the series... but what didn't come to mind was harry potter at all
My immediate response?
"So basically.... Shinichi's screwed?"