Amaranth

^Same here Grabe,15 pa lang ako at napaka-immature nang una akong sumali sa site na to Tapos ngayon malapit na akong mag-18 at malapit na ring maging ganap na guro. Major milestone talaga sa buhay ko ang DCW. <3 How about you, guys? Kamusta? Tao po! May tao pa ba rito?

Faye-cha, kakaiba naman yang mga pairing na gusto mo..

Aww... Die-hard KaiFem!Shin shipper ako, eh...

May KaiShin o ConAi fans ba dito?

Knock knock! May tao ba dito?

*Yawn* 'Sup?

Ayos, bagong layout! Astig!

Hello, I recently wrote a KaiFem!Shin oneshot and thought of posting it here. I'd appreciate it if you read through and tell me what you think. =) Warnings: Unbeta-ed, OOCness, crappy English, genderbent KaiShin A/N: The unfortunate side-effect of indulging in a KaiShin angstfest… ___________ No one knew why Kudou Shinichi hated New Year’s Eve so much. Instead of rejoicing at the advent of another year like everyone else, the no-longer teenage detective sulked at home all day. When the last rays of daylight faded away, she dragged herself outside, staggering feverishly on her feet, her right fist wrapped tightly around the thornless stem of a single white rose. Forcing a fake smile on her face, she hailed a taxi like a normal person without a care in the world. After seating herself comfortably in the backseat, she closed her eyes and bowed her head, steeling herself against the violent sobs that threatened to overcome her. She couldn’t cry here, not yet. “Where are we going, Miss?” the driver asked casually, careful not to let his weariness show. In a few hours, he would be home, celebrating the holiday with his family, like everyone else in Japan. “Tokyo Clock Tower,” was the curt reply. The driver sped off, humming to himself along the way, totally oblivious to the salty tear that rolled down his passenger’s cheek. They arrived an hour later. She flashed the driver a warm smile as she paid her fare. “Happy New Year’s Eve,” he said, and she nodded in reply. She made her way to a bench where she had a clear view of the gigantic clock face. The countdown would begin in several hours, and once again, she would silently greet the new year alone. She sat down slowly, eyes brimming with tears, and focused her gaze on the moon, which was nearly full tonight. The chilly air of winter didn’t affect her; after all, the aching emptiness in her heart was far worse. This place was special to her, full of bittersweet memories… She watched the crowd gather in the plaza, revelers who had come to watch the fireworks display held every year. Unlike her, they were all smiling and laughing, excited to greet the year to come. A cool breeze wafted past, playing with her brunette hair like a lover’s gentle caress. Then the self-imposed dam broke and she wept, shoulders convulsing with each sob. Shinichi was a great actress. Not nearly as good as her mother, formerly one of Japan’s finest, but good enough to convince everyone with her act. She could smile everyday and pretend everything was perfectly fine, and then cry herself to sleep at night. But every New Year’s Eve for the last three years, the pressure would get to her and she would break down. Kudou Shinichi never looked forward to New Year’s Eve. Because it meant another year without him. Maybe she’d get over it someday, move on with her life, and forget. Maybe the wounds would finally heal and she’d find happiness again. Maybe tomorrow. _____________________________ Full story can be found here: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/8922944/1/Maybe-Tomorrow

Naku...naku...sorry po kay CK-chan! Super-major-epic-busy lang talaga ako ngayon! Dxxx

Kanina lang...nakita ng kapatid ko yung pic sa signature ko. At alam mo ba ang kinoment niya? Ito lang naman: "Do you see that angle over there? The one who drew this missed by one degree! That's terrible! Epic tres! Hehe. Joke lang. Di naman super epic fail...epic fail lang. So between Flat Tres at Flat One... Tsaka di ako active masyado sa fb. =D Musta na pala ung Pinoy group dun?