Kiel95

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hahaha, that's my best time ever.. and at the end... you shoulda seen me... i was flailing around like a fish out of water xD

first time... I'ma try again... second time... urgh... i'ma try again! i was so close!!! i must beat ginseng xD (i'll be trying again later...)

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The Bad Touch (Eiffel 65 Mix) by The Bloodhound Gang (yes, a perverted song... but very catchy >///<)

thnx guys ^^ i know its been a while... i'll try to get more in nice to be back tho! i missed you all <3

err, i prefer the manga to the show... but i'm starting Kuroshitsuji II ... but, of course, SEBBY IS MY FAVORITE! i'm actually cosplaying as sebby at otakon at the end of july! my first anime con <3

no no, you didn't make Mochi mad he was just explaining... Mochi doesn't get mad that often he's a cool guy ^^ He really liked your drawing as well, he was just saying so as not to get confused xD

WHO HERE IS IN LOVE WITH SEBBY?!? AND THE YAOI PAIRING SEBBYXCIEL?!? ~ <3 ~ well, i just wanna talk about black butler since i love it so much <3

Hey, this is amazing! Just saying, what Mohorovicic was saying earlier, is that the picture you drew is of sherry after being shrunk. when sherry is shrunk, we call her Ai or Haibara... only when she is an adult we call her Sherry, or Miyano, or Shiho but I do love the picture! it's amazing! my pictures are better in pencil or ink than color... color is not my specialty... but i think this is wonderful!

hahaha xD thnx~ the last bit of school was hectic, and this summer had a weird start... it's been all over the place... i may be back... but i'll be gone for another week starting sunday since i'm going on a cruise xD ... but i will try to put up more stories if i can! i don't want to become a dormant member again! >w< nice to see i haven't been completely forgotten!

Ok so since i haven't posted in a while, i figured, why not write a short story or finish one of the ones i've started... as i was looking through my old stories i suddenly got an idea... and here is the fruits of my labor... a short story on Miyano Shiho... I'll probably update it to make it better, but this is just the first draft i guess... if i remember i'll update XD ~Kiel95 Not again. I promised myself to never open up again, not when the stakes are so high. I’ve been ripped to shreds again and again by the ones I love. Never again. I’ll wait it out. I won’t care for those I love whom I know I can’t have. Never again. Never again. I’m leaning against the back of my chair, pushing the cushion back a little and reclining slightly. Not a day goes by that I don’t remember THAT DAY. I still don’t know whether my decision was right or not, but for now, it’s that time of day where it all comes back and I relive the experience, looking for the answer that I may never get. I picked up the phone hesitantly and with shaky fingers dialed the number I had engrained in my head. I’d never forgotten it, not since the first time I heard it. How could I? It was my best friend and my partner’s number. The only person alive like me. How could I ever forget? I made us this way, it’s all my fault. And now, no longer being chased by the black organization, it’s time for me to release him from his chains. Time to set him free. It’s hard though. Not just hard, but extremely difficult for me. I know I have to do this, I know I have to give him back. I can’t keep him with me forever, not when I’ve already ruined his life once. The phone rang twice before the familiar voice I usually longed to hear replied, but instead of longing, I could only despise it. It only brought pain to my heart. “Hello?” Long pause of silence.~Kiel95 “Hello? Haibara? Is that you?” Clearing my throat silently I reply in my usual dry tone, “And who else might it be oh great detective? It is my phone, that’s locked with a password no one will ever guess, nor could anyone ever crack without trying every single combination.” I could tell easily that he was rolling his eyes on the other end, but I didn’t care. It’d probably be the last time I ever talked to him like this. After he let out an exasperated sigh at my silence, I finally continued. “Kudo-kun, can you come over here now?” “What for? You’re just going to make fun of me again aren’t you? That is not happening. I’m going to go with Ran and Sonoko to the mall. I’ll talk to you some other time to listen to your dry remarks.” “Wait Kudo-kun!” I said hurriedly. He’d already hung up. I was getting ticked. I would’ve thought he was used to my dry tone. Well, he can’t blame me when he realizes that the antidote was complete. I’ll be long gone by then. I closed my cell phone and snapped it in half. “I won’t be needing this anymore,” I muttered. Then, with a quick stride, I went down to the basement and finished up my cleaning process. All the data I needed was collected on hard drives and the computer’s memory was wiped clean. The antidote I had for Kudo was placed on the kitchen table with a note that explained my feelings for him, and I was out the door. I wasn’t planning on coming back. I had the clothes I originally was wearing when I first met the Professor; they were all I needed to change into when I returned to myself. In a public restroom I returned to being Miyano Shiho. Then I hopped on a bus and disappeared. I had a savings fund that was now accessible since the black organization was gone. I was a free, rich woman, surprisingly enough. I hadn’t realized how much money I had until then. Within a month I came to America, where I am now. I received a job in a government laboratory as one of their top scientists, looking for cures for illnesses. And every day I remember this moment with an unpleasant sigh. I still don’t know whether what I did was right or not, but one way or another, I ended up here, and that’s all that mattered. I’ve been working here for about 3 years now. By now Kudo has probably stopped searching for me, and for that I’m glad. I can finally move on… if I can forget that last even. If only, if only. Never again would I fall for such an impossible man. Suddenly I snapped back to reality. “Damn… I’m tired of having these regrets, yet knowing that if I stayed it could’ve turned out a lot worse, like it did with Gin.” My eyes darken and my heart pumps a bit faster as I think about that… beast.~Kiel95 “Sherry,” Gin says in his soothing cool voice, sounding sincere for the first time in his life, at least that I’d ever heard, “Would you like to go out with me?” At that time all I could think was, “Of course!” and that’s exactly what I said. I was a fifteen year old child in puberty, and to me, Gin was the coolest guy in the world, someone I’d liked for quite a while. How stupid of me. I was giddy with excitement as we went on the first date, and it was perfect to me. We had the time of our lives, or at least that was how it felt to me. Who knows what Gin is thinking? I don’t. So, we begin to date, and it goes great. I share with him my first kiss. I love him with all my heart, but as soon as I said, “I love you,” out loud for the first time, he changed. At first it was subtle. He was a bit more controlling, then it got out of hand. I didn’t fight him, as I felt I really loved him. That didn’t go well for me. Within two weeks of saying I loved him, I’d been raped. That was when I saw his true nature, when I saw what he really was. My sister had warned me about him, and I’d so stupidly ignored her. It wasn’t until a month after the rape started that it was ended by ‘that person.’ I was an invaluable scientist. If Gin continued any longer I could break down and I’d have no use. But truthfully it was only discovered I was raped when the unthinkable, at least to me at the time, happened. So, I was freed. Because I opened myself up to that devil I’d been wounded deeply and scars of this time still reside. The worst sort of scars any woman can bare after getting raped. Giving birth. Some may say what happened was a gift, that my child was stillborn. The child of that monster would never come into this world. But, that child was also mine, a baby I’d carried with me for 9 months, a child I’d actually looked forward to having, if only because I’d have a companion. I felt bad it would grow up in the syndicate, and that his father would be the cold hearted assassin, but I wouldn’t be alone anymore. It sounded selfish, but I was a child then, even now though, I still can’t decide whether I would’ve wanted to keep my child or would have preferred it stillborn. This was another pain I bore from opening myself up a man I loved. Like I’ve promised myself after I fell for Kudo. Never Again. Nobody alive knows about this pain I bear. I intend to keep it that way. I’m not opening up again. Even if I were to get married and have children, I won’t speak of that time again. There’s only one person in the world I trust enough to tell, but even he I will never speak to again. With a sigh I sit up and turn back to my work.~Kiel95 Today is just like every day since I received this job. I work, I remember, I get back to work. Nothing is going to change. I won’t be with the man I still love to this moment, and I won’t open myself up again to such a degree as to get hurt when it all ends. Not now. Not ever. Never Again. ~Kiel95