LucyHeart51

This is an AllenxLenalee oneshot, hope you enjoyyy~ How cold is… cold? She stared out the ice-laced window, as if waiting for an answer. It was the middle of the night, that time when you just knew that people were asleep. Even if the sleep was fitful, or caught up in that immature state of REM, you still just knew. Knew that you were the only one playing the part of an insomniac. Or perhaps, flirting with the likes of insomnia. Either way, the deafening stillness throbbed, and you just knew that you were alone in the world of reality. No dreams sending your witty childhood pleasures into an orgasm, no nightmares indoctrinating your se

"What are you girls watching?" That's how it started. While Death the Kid holed himself up in his office, surrounding himself with silence and a desk covered in small towers of papers and studying material meant to prepare him for his future, the future of mankind and the future of managing death itself; Liz and Patty Thompson were busying laughing hysterically downstairs. It wasn't long before Kid proclaimed himself thirsty and journeyed to the kitchen, if he happened to catch a glimpse of what the fuss was all about, his curiosity and his 'thirst' would be satisfied. However, as he descended the stairs his eyes were glued to the televis

 Lucy sat at the bar smiling as she swirled the drink around in her glass. All of the other girls were laughing and dancing; Juvia with Gray, Wendy with Romeo, Mira with Fried, Levy with Gajeel and so on. "Lucy~" Happy yelled flying over excitedly clinging to her, "Did you see? Carla danced with me!" Lucy laughed, she wasn't entirely sure if what Happy had been doing could even be remotely classified as dancing. "Yes I did, now go back over there before she thinks you abandoned her!" "Aye!" Happy beamed as he flew off. Lucy continued to watch the others dance and sighed. Everyone else had been whisked away (Or in Juvia and Levy's case

You stare out the window in your room. Ciel wasn't being rude, you tell yourself frantically, trying not to let yourself be angry a the master. He had every right to do what he did, since he got hurt. He got hurt. It's my fault Sebastian wasn't there, so he had every right to do what he did! Still, you feel anger and regret dwelling inside of you. "Sebastian!" You scream his name, picking up a pillow and throwing it across the room. It hits a vase that falls over and crashes to the floor. You cringe at the noise, hoping that you didn't disturb anyone. You had two days left to stay at the manor, and you weren't going to doom yourself by anger

"That Weird Feeling" People tell me I'm stupid. They say I'm naïve. That I have no idea what the world is really like. They say I am an idiotic, asexual rubber boy with a meat fetish. I don't care what they say. They're stupid. Plus, they use big words that I don't understand. Damn them. We just defeated Arlong. Bastard. I really didn't like him. For some reason, as soon as I heard that he made Nami cry I had to do something and I don't know why. Strange, isn't it? When I spoke to her and saw the tears dripping down her pretty face my stomach got all weird, like when you eat a piece of bad meat. I didn't like it. It clenched up and tw

It was dark in his room; he sat in the corner as he stared at the thing that inhabited his queen-sized bed. Blood dripped onto the white sheets as the beast starred at him with bright red glowing eyes. The boy shook as he stared at what remained of his father on the bed. The beast’s jaws gave a crunch as he chewed on the arm of his father’s corpse. It had appeared when he was about to take a nap. A giant door had appeared. Opening with a loud creak and a bright light, only it wasn’t a bright white light, like he would expect from movies. No, the light was blackish blue. Glowing in pulses. A growling had filled the room as wel