Two halves of the same bun

Writer's Block: Reacting to my bad mood

Wed, 14 May 2008 15:36:20 GMT

When you're having a bad day, how do you react?

I take it out on everyone!

Short, sweet and to the point.
Sorry guys but it's what I do.
Although one of my friends can turn my mood around easily.

Random note: CHEESE!
That's what you get for having an english lesson in which one of your group members started rambling on about cheese.

Writer's Block: Step into My Closet

Sun, 11 May 2008 12:49:33 GMT

How many pair of shoes do you have? Out of those pairs, how many do you wear more than a few times a year?

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I own 3 pairs of shoes, that's it.
Trainers, School shoes and PE trainers.

School officially finishes on Thursday~
The exam period of the year starts Monday...wish me luck.

Writer's Block: House Call

Sun, 27 Apr 2008 15:11:53 GMT

Whose house (besides your own) were you in last and why?

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Last home?

My neighbor's house.
I went to get two dwarf hamsters from them.

On a totally unrelated note:
Help them grow~
You know you want to~

Writer's Block: I Left My Heart in...

Sat, 12 Apr 2008 15:51:15 GMT

What do you love about where you live?

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Uhhh...My friends from school, but that's about it.
They don't even live near me, I'd have to take a bus to visit them.

There is nothing to really do in the area, the only interesting thing is swimming even though I hate swimming.
The weather is unpredictable, that's England for you, and I'm not built for the cold...or the hot...

Writer's Block: Sick Day

Mon, 31 Mar 2008 12:28:35 GMT

What is your favorite thing about being sick?

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Favourite thing about being sick?
Definitely not the sick part that's for sure.

I'd say that fact that i'd be off school. A day without lessons, classwork, homework and such.
I normally spend the whole day on the computer sitting in my little section of the sofa. If I was feeling well-ish i'd likely have a supply of chocolate next to me and a cup of tea.

Quiz action~

Sun, 30 Mar 2008 18:50:45 GMT

Western naming, given name before family name...

My authentic japanese name is 羽鳥 Hatori (feather bird) 里絵 Rie (village painting).
Take your real japanese name generator! today!
Created with Rum and Monkey's Name Generator Generator.

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Mass deletion and goodbyes

Fri, 28 Mar 2008 14:03:51 GMT

That's right i'm doing a mass deletion of past posts, this place needs a spring clean.

On another note it's so sad...Tsubasa Forums is closing. I guess it's true that all good things must come to an end but now i'm filled with regret.
There was so much left to do and say, so many people left to meet and greet. I'm going to miss the place; it revived my love of forums even after I went on a month long leave from its pages.

On a happy note I shall always remember the people I have met during my time there. At first I remember signing up and spending my time in the main Tsubasa topics, briefly moving to the spam topics, before I left the site for a short while. Over the recent time on the forums I have met new friends in the Poll and Games topics. During my time I occasionally used the BFF to ask for views on my own problems, everyone who replied was kind and supportive no matter how silly I think those matters are now I look back on them.
I tried my best to make you laugh, especially on the 'What would a tsubasa character never say', and bring some light to your days like Mokona would.

Forum, Friends, and lurkers united I would like to thank you all. If not fr my experience I would never have even started writing fan fiction nor would I be the slash loving fan girl I am today. I'm grateful to you all and i'll never forget any of you, ~~unless I get hit by a truck and lose my memory~~, you've all helped me grow into the person I am today.

May the forum live on in all of us!

Due to this loss i'll probably migrate back to the Gaia online forums for most of my time now. Although i'm going to crash around in the new community, you hear that guys? Mokona is going to continue bouncing and being random!

Well time to pass the hours and re-arrange this mess of an LJ.

Writer's Block: That's the Power of...

Tue, 11 Mar 2008 19:09:31 GMT

What makes you feel powerful?

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Powerful?
Why it has to be ruling the world with my ultimate powers of doom!

Ha! I joke.
In my life I have yet to feel powerful by any means.
Maybe one day i'll actually drink enough alcohol to feel completely out of it and turbo-charged.

Until then i'll though i'll lay off being powerful by any means. After all with power comes great responsibility, I can't handle that type of pressure yet.

Writer's Block: What? No Goodnight Kiss?

Thu, 06 Mar 2008 20:15:08 GMT

What is the worst date you've ever been on?

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Wost date? How about no date.
All the guys i've been out with and not one date, not that i'm complaining since dates seem so typical.

I've dated two in schooling, we never did anything out of school, which lasted about a year for both.
The three i've dated out of school, spending most of the day with eachother you know hanging about etc, and they didn't last long.

It seems the less I see the guy, the better the relationship.
I never want to go out on a date. I wouldn't eat the food and we'd probably be sick of eachother at the end.

Writer's Block: Work & Self-Worth

Wed, 05 Mar 2008 18:24:07 GMT

Does your current occupation affect your self-worth?

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Occupation eh? Self-worth eh?
Well the simply answer would be no. I haven't got a job, not even a part-time one, and right now it's the last thing on my mind.

So why did I choose to answer this? I have no idea really...

Writer's Block: Go Get 'Em?

Sun, 02 Mar 2008 11:23:05 GMT

Are you a go-getter or do you wait for things to happen to you?

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What can I say? This wont be a long answer, so here it goes.

I wait. I wait because i'm normally too nervous to make move myself. Besides good things come to those who wait.

A big HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY because I feel like shouting it out.

Writer's Block: blushes

Wed, 27 Feb 2008 17:14:07 GMT

What is the most common compliment you receive?

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Compliment?
Well I guess that means my lovely callings of freak, weirdo and vampire/ghost/thing don't count then.

I suppose the most common, and possibly only because i'm unloved at school, is being very smart. Yup, i'm a smarty at school even though i'd rather not be.
Online I tend to be told i'm very kind and polite and since they come as a pair they are equally common.

I'm rather poor at accepting compliments though...they make me feel awkward.

Writer's Block: I'd Like to Thank...

Sun, 24 Feb 2008 14:44:42 GMT

Write your Academy Awards acceptance speech.

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I'd like to thank Wikipedia, for telling me what the Academy Awards are because I don't pay attention to these types of things. Whoever it was that entered me for what ever this award is for, without them I wouldn't be standing here looking like a right muppet. Also i'd like to thank anyone else that was involved in all of this mess, thanks a bunch.

Oh, and I want to give a big to shout out to everyone who just wants to feel special and mentioned, you guys are awesome.

'Kay i'm going home now.

Writer's Block: Last Twenty Bucks

Tue, 19 Feb 2008 17:26:16 GMT

List three things you'd buy with your last $20. One practical, one frivolous and one of your choosing.

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First let me convert that $20 to a currency I actually know.
In British pounds that amounts to around £9.50, actual conversion at the time is 9.427999.
I can't really buy an awful lot with that amount but here it goes.

Practical: Large pizza which is around £7.50
Frivolous: One of those bouncy balls you can get for 20p out of a machine
Choosing: A chocolate bar which probably ends up around £1.50

That means i'll have about 30p left over. What have we learnt? Converting money can sometimes mean you have less...

A fic from me to you.

Sun, 17 Feb 2008 14:14:00 GMT

I'm going to pimp this:

adstringendum

I'm playing Kamui for anyone that really cares.
EDIT: I'm also playing Kaworu

Since i'm into this type of thing at the moment i'm also looking for someone to RP/Co-fic write for SyaoxSyao
It gets boring writing on your own...

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Title: Hold on to the good times
Author: Paradise_Wolves
Fandom: Tsubasa
Characters: Real Syaoran, mentions of Clone Syaoran
Prompt: ~~06. Hold on~~/034. Not enough
Pairing:Real Syaoran x Clone Syaoran
Word count: 282
Rating: K
Summary: Syaoron thinks about how he's losing his twin - Horitsuba setting
Disclaimer: CLAMP is the almighty owner!

Table-ness

Syaoron sighed; being a twin wasn’t always a great thing especially if it simply causes trouble. To think he had once gotten along with his brother, they pulled the usual switches and acted like one complete being. Yet that had all changed when they’d been separated by schools.

He had chosen to stay in their home and try schooling there while Syaoran had moved away. A couple of months, if that and they had been reunited. It should have been simple, a nice reunion with everything being the same again. However it seemed that his twin had changed during their time apart.

Syaoron wanted to hold onto his younger twin, wanted to have things back the way they were, but he also couldn’t bear to hurt his mirror image. Syaoran was in love with that girl and he wasn’t going to attempt to destroy that, no matter how much he truly wanted to.

He’d hide his feelings, hide behind a sly mask, and try to hold onto what little he had left of his brother. There was only so much longer he’d be able to stay as a large part of his twin’s life, only so long he’d be able to hold on before that too was gone. The brunet had decided that he’d encourage his brother, help him in whatever way he could, if it would keep them close.

“Are you coming out?” A voice stirred him from his thoughts, “Isolation was over a while ago.”

“I’ll be out in a minute.” A small sigh and muttered words before silence once again.

Syaoron smiled sadly, the only thing he seemed to still have a hold on was his brother’s fears and worries.

Writer's Block: Happily Ever After?

Fri, 15 Feb 2008 16:04:37 GMT

How did you spend Valentine's Day?

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I spent it laying around on my sofa with a laptop and The legend of Zelda: Phantom Hourglass (Finally completed and about time too)

I recently had a fight with my BF...the idiot believed my two friends, yes MY friends, over me.
So now none of them are talking to me.

A good year...still i'm fine with spending it practically single...I get to eat discounted valentine chocolate.

It had DOOM in the title...

Sat, 02 Feb 2008 16:06:30 GMT

My Harry Potter Spoiler of Doom is:
Draco Malfoy becomes a Muggle because J K Rowling got bored
Get your Harry Potter Spoiler of Doom

Lookie I adopted something: Editted 30/3/08

Sun, 16 Dec 2007 13:57:05 GMT

Considering how i've adopted another one, and it's likely more will follow this shall now be dubbed the adopted random uhh...things...page.

Click here to feed me a Rare Candy!

Click here to feed me a Rare Candy!

Click here to feed me a fruit!

Fic post OMG!

Sun, 09 Dec 2007 17:45:35 GMT

Title: White and sins
Author: Paradise_Wolves
Fandom: Tsubasa
Characters: Clone Syaoran, mentions of Real Syaoran and Sakura
Prompt: 019. White
Pairing:Real Syaoran x Clone Syaoran
Word count: 397
Rating: K
Summary: Syaoran views white as a horrible colour
Disclaimer: CLAMP is the almighty owner!

Can't forget the table of d00m!

There was something about the colour white that Syaoran hated. It was so pure an untainted, so simple and able to draw attention without any effort. White symbolized peace, forgiveness, even joy to a certain extent. That stainless colour was a marking for a perfect world filled with innocent people, all kept safe from a horrible world in a clear bubble of pure white light.

White was the worst possible colour in the world, everything tarnished it with the briefest of touch. White had to be kept alone and safe heaven forbid if it was damaged in some way, even the smallest speck would condemn the whole being. White was reserved for the few innocent beings, the few desirable beings which were meant to be kept from a wider world.

Syaoran had always linked to certain people, those he’d eventually shunned and tainted with his sins. He’d once thought of the princess as pure and white before that incident in acid Tokyo. Thoughts of Tokyo should be a sin in themselves, thoughts of the true Syaoran appearing.

Tokyo was where he lost his identity, where all rational thought flew out of the proverbial window; it was where he met the white Syaoran. He was left only being certain that he was artificial in every sense, a clone, a mere shadow and could never be a pure being. He was a living sin against all life and nothing could ever change that. The other Syaoran had been kept from a life; he was left pure and could still be linked to that hateful colour.

There had been books he’d left unmarked, saved from burning in the fires that engulfed towns he’d searched through. Books on clones, writings on how such beings were meant to be pure and how they could live without causing one sin, without staining their perfect white image. He’d personally ripped page after page away from the bindings and cursed the writers along with those who believed such lies.

A clone could never be pure, could never live without sins, and could never be a white being. He’d already proved that after tearing a vampire’s arm apart from the body, after eating a magician’s eye, after leaving his princess crying without a second thought.

White symbolized a world in which he had never been created and the true Syaoran walked freely without someone else’s guilt.

Another day other bunch of quizzes...

Sun, 04 Nov 2007 16:39:46 GMT

Can you tell what I do when i'm bored yet? No?
Shame on you then...

What NERV Child Are You?

Now that is scary...very scary...0.o Then again it might be true, i'm not running into anything with a bomb though >.>

What Shoujo Mascot Are You?

I'm okay with all that and I probably am bizarre but if I ever get eyes like that I want someone to hit him with a giant frying pan...or something like that.

Priestess/Priest
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I laugh at this...sure it would be nice to have powers and cool clothes but I can't see myself being holy-like enough to be a priestess. Besides i'd probably be one of a temple in god knows where stuck with watching over an object which isn't destined to do anything during my lifetime.

DEPRESSED EYES
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Gah! That's sooo evil...I get called depressed at school...although that's only because I'm not a happy morning person, why should I be? It's early and a school day.

Your Kero-chan! You are the guardian beast of the seal and Sakura's guardian. You love pudding and video games!
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Ha Ha! Kero-Chan! He was my fav character way back when cardcaptors was still on TV.
God that makes me seem old 0.o

Which anime pet are you?

Have I done this quiz before? Oh well I got Mokona! Puu~ Gotta love being a fuzz ball...shame I need a diet though >.>

What Forest Creature Are You?

Well that is uh....unexpected to say the least. Although I have to disagree with the 'not being particularly smart' part. After all if I wasn't that smart a lot of people have failed their work for copying from me.

Depressed Anime Eyes : You don't smile a lot and tend to hang on your own. You know you can deal with life, but not everyone else is so sure...
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Dang it depressed again...am I doomed to look depressed even though I cover up and hold in my upset/sad/angry/anything other than happy-ish feelings.

you are "mecha manga"
Take this quiz!

I think the only manga that I like with giant robot/mechas running around would be Evangelion.
Hey I can't say that I don't find blowing up the world amusing though.

What Azumanga Daioh Character Are You?

I'm not that smart 0.o...not only that but I don't consider myself cute, small perhaps but not cute, and I can run T_T Still I like Chiyo-Chan...I swear it ends in 'O' not 'U'

Purple! You have purple eyes! You're a dreamer, artist, poet, whatever. You enjoy all forms of art and literature, and tend to be quite good at creating them as well.
Take this quiz!

I love the colour purple, it's my room colour ^^, and i'd love to have purple eyes...although I disagree with being a poet i'm terrible at poems.

kamui-your the boy thats so pretty that your often mistaken as a girl. although your feminine, you can kick any football players ass.
Take this quiz!

Not exactly how I would describe Kamui but still...SQUEE!
Kamui has to be at the top of my favourite character list, possibly a second to Kaworu Nagisa.

Kiba
Take this quiz!

I'm not a leader i'm more of a follower although I might well be stubborn when it comes to a goal.
Still how many people hate Kiba? I prefer Toboe though...

What Cosplay Type Are You?

I am a school girl though...although it takes an awful lot to get me into a skirt, we have trousers for girls at our school yay!
Still I can't really relate to Asuka...i'm not as hot headed as her.

The Anime Friendship Quiz

So true, I have one super close friend although I do have other friends my bes friend is like a sibling to me.

What Chobits Character Are You?

It says Gloomy, Solitary and mysterious...does that basically mean i'm a depressing being again?
Oh well I love Freya, more than Chii at some points, love her clothes too.

What Azumanga Daioh Character Are You

I got Sakaki Yay! I'm quiet like her too although I have better luck with animals...normally birds or dogs though.

It's different than most...

Sat, 03 Nov 2007 20:45:54 GMT

Who is your inner CLAMP character?
created with QuizFarm.com

You scored as Fai

You’re kinda like Fai from Tsubasa! Flamboyant, charismatic maybe a little bit tricky, you don't like letting anyone get too close to you, but you have no problem playing around and having a good time. Generally, your intentions are good – or so you’d like everyone to believe, but it’s quite possible that you have a darker side to you that you have become extremely good at hiding. Just remember that there are people around you that love you. More than you even know…

Fai

79%

Yuuko

71%

Kamui

71%

Seishirou

63%

Kurogane

63%

Sakura

58%

Watanuki

50%

Miyuki-chan

50%

Kero-chan

50%

Chii

46%

Hokuto

42%

Quick Post

Sat, 20 Oct 2007 16:55:39 GMT

Discover if You are Seme or Uke!
Created by ChiisaiYume on Memegen.net

This is the result if Uke-in-Training! has the highest score.

Take this quiz now - it's easy!

I can see a few of my very close friends disagreeing with this result...but then again they've never seen me in a relationship 0.~

EDIT: I've tried all the quizzes I can find and I end up as some type of Uke 0.o

OHMYGOSH! An update?!

Sun, 07 Oct 2007 17:52:23 GMT

Title: The problem with muffins
Author: Paradise_Wolves
Fandom: Tsubasa
Characters: Real Syaoran, Clone Syaoran, Sakura
Prompt: 022. Enemies
Pairing:Real Syaoran x Clone Syaoran
Word count: 849
Rating: K
Summary: What would happen if we dropped a muffin in front of a clone?
Disclaimer: CLAMP owns I don't

Here is a table...

To think it all started over one bit of food in truth it was a stupid, insignificant, yet extremely delicious, worship worthy, tantalizingly tasty…okay it was a muffin. A mere double chocolate chip muffin which cost about three times as much as it should have. For the past four or so hours a well known clone, although he hated being called that, had sat and watched the muffin in all it’s glory. He’d yelled, kicked, screamed, punched and just about made everyone suffer for the safety on the lone muffin. Unfortunately it had been left alone; the great protector had drunk far too much to stay around, by the time he returned the sight was horrible. That’s where everything really kicked off.

“THE MUFFIN!” The protector’s voice effectively reached every room in the practically empty home. “WHO COULD HAVE DONE SUCH A THING?!” Everyone else in the house choose to ignore the shouts of horror from the overly protective boy. A sigh soon followed along with overly dramatic scurrying as the clone moved through the room and into the hall.

“Did you have to shout?” A matching voice retorted as the least interested person from the whole idea leaned out of his room. Syaoran had decided that it was silly to interfere since it kept the other boy out of trouble; everyone else had really been trying to get the muffin anyway.

“It’s a national emergency! My muffin got eaten!” The overreacting teen jumped up and down as he exclaimed to the whole house rather than the person standing in front of him. He momentarily stopped moving and took on a creepy expression he reserved for scheming, “I bet that bun ate it…of the princess she has looked a little round lately…” His muttering faded out before he broke down into several fits of laughter which would have been worthy of a mental patient.

“It doesn’t matter now does it? It was food after all just forget about it and move on.” The words came out calm even though Syaoran himself had a nervous look across his face. The look didn’t go unnoticed by the mirrored boy who took several steps away and started to look rather annoyed.

“It was you, wasn’t it…?” He muttered more to himself at first, “You were jealous of my muffin and it’s great power. You wanted the power for yourself. You wanted to be the muffin protector. You wanted to be special.” The talking was gradually increasing in volume while Syaoran held up his hands in front of himself defensively and frantically shook his head. “You knew you were insignificant! You knew I was always the better one! You wanted to prove that the enemy could handle the muffin power! You’re nothing more than my enemy in everything!” With that the clone took off running down the hall leaving a very confused teen standing in the same spot.

“Oh yeah?! Well some enemy you are! You can’t even stand up to me without running away!” Syaoran blurted out without thinking, he received a rather sharp bang to the back of the head, the teen was vaguely aware that it had been a shoe he’d been hit with as he spun around to see the clone looking rather flushed.

“Fine then we’ll do it the old fashioned way! We’ll fight!” The other teen pulled out a sword from behind his back, a house full of hard yet non-lethal objects and he chose one that would seriously hurt.

Needless to say when the others returned home with the shopping the house was rather messy, even if there was an obvious lack of furniture, there was a rather loud conversation from one of the rear rooms which Mokona went to investigate. The two had resorted to sitting on opposite sides of the room where the muffin had been taken and were calling each other various names.

“Arch-nemesis!”

“Crazy carbon copy.”

Syaoran has long since given up the fight and was now barely registering the number of enemy related insults. Sure in truth they were technically enemies, one was meant to help destroy the world, but why they couldn’t act civilized was beyond his understanding.

“Muffin killer!”

“For the last time I didn’t steal the muffin. I already told you I ate the pickled foods, several bags of frozen food and those horrible stick things that I said I hated.”

“Liar!”

“Puu~” Mokona decided to bound onto the scene and make matters change, for better or for worse was yet to be decided. “Mokona got more muffins!” The white creature handed the yelling brunet the plastic bag full of chocolate muffins before turning to the uninterested teen. “Mokona also brought sporks for you.” That got a response; Syaoran quickly grabbed the container of plastic utensils and scurried to his own corner.

“Evil!” The clone hissed as he protected his new muffins.

“Prepare to lose you muffin fiend!”

Mokona slipped out of the room and pulled out a large paintbrush, muffins and sporks may be vicious enemies but the paintbrush was always going to be mightier than both.

So what can I write?

Sat, 02 Jun 2007 18:08:53 GMT

Title: We're not family!
Author: Paradise_Wolves
Fandom: Tsubasa
Characters: Real Syaoran, Clone Syaoran, Sakura
Prompt: 024. Family
Pairing:Real Syaoran x Clone Syaoran
Word count: 599
Rating: K
Summary: So it's alright if they couple together?
Disclaimer: CLAMP owns I don't

Table?

Something had seemed a little off…well perhaps the term little should be used loosely. It started with a girl running from her ‘mother’ and insisting that they weren’t a family. When a certain brunet duo managed to calm the frantic and fast talking girl down they were told something interesting.

“Wha?” The two blinked in unison, the girl was now flailing like a fish that had just been hooked and dragged out of the water.

Yes it was so interesting that neither of them could believe it. It was far more interesting than the knowledge of a big tough ninja being scared of the colour pink and funnier than a white creature swallowing a puffer fish.

The Syaoran duo were about to learn one of Princess Sakura’s deepest fears. One might think that spiders and insects would be on the top of such a list but that was not the case. That place was reserved for a website dedicated to the two brunet boys and the chance that it might be shut down. What was this due to? It was the fact that the Syaoran duo could be seen as family members.

Needless to say the two boys were speechless, such an innocent looking girl being a rabid fan girl. Things started to click like why she always had a knowing smirk or ran with the laptop to another part of where the group where staying. Syaoran wondered if this had anything to do with her long chat with the queen of fan girls named Yuuko.

“What happened to privacy?” Syaoran howled as he threw his arms up in the air. He didn’t think he’d ever be able to be safe around anyone again. ‘Another thing to be paranoid about...’ He thought bitterly.

“Shut down you say?” Apparently the clone had no problems with being watched ding everything he did. “Why?” He asked tilting his head and putting on an innocent face.

Sakura began to explain the situation about the two technically being related, this went into great detail to do with several sciences and algebraic equations. All of which Syaoran was glad to say he couldn’t understand thus he blocked everything out. He wondered if ignorance was totally bliss or even if that was what it felt like to be totally clueless.

“So basically it’s wrong because they think that we’re related?” The clone commented, oh yes Syaoran picked up on that. His look-alike just had to draw his attention.

“We’re not related!” He yelled, no matter how many times the clone said different the two were in no way related to each other. This would be the third time during that day that the word related was used to describe the two teens.

“Then the fandom will be fine.” The copied teen nodded seeming rather happy about the survival of such a thing. He gently patted the princess on the head before strolling out looking far too smug.

“Syaoran-kun? Are you okay?” Sakura asked putting on her ‘I’m-far-too-cute-to-hurt look. The brunet male had no doubts that the girl had everyone wrapped around her little finger.

“I…” Syaoran opened his mouth to speak but quickly shut it again. There was no use in arguing with someone like the princess of Clow. He merely shook his head and walked away.

Needless to say that every time Fai and the walking fuzz ball insisted the group was a family the princess and clone stated that it couldn’t be. When Syaoran was confronted by the mage he merely told the blond to look up the certain group mentioned by Sakura on the internet.

So i've been innactive

Mon, 14 May 2007 18:08:30 GMT

Title: Ghost ships
Author: Paradise_Wolves
Fandom: Tsubasa
Characters: Real Syaoran, Clone Syaoran
Prompt: ~~03. Voyage~~/097. Illness
Pairing:Real Syaoran x Clone Syaoran
Word count: 555
Rating: K
Summary: A reminder from a friend might help to over come an illness
Disclaimer: CLAMP owns I don't

Table-ness

“Are you okay?”

“Not re…re...really…”

“Over the side!”

Having spent his life inside a tube one might think that going onto a boat would be a breeze. This turned out to not be the case, infact Syaoran got sea sick.

He had recently arrived on the ship as well as the rest of the group but had soon been taken ill. After the group had learnt that the illness was quite common they had left the young man alone to his thoughts in the sliding room submerged partly under the waves. He could see the water hit his window as if it was trying to get in, the very idea made him green again. The sliding furniture wasn’t much help either.

Syaoran had resorted to laying face down on his bed and trying not to think about the waves. He slowly drifted off into a light doze from the exhaustion of having to bring up most of his food.

“Syaoran.”

The brunet could see his clone come into focus. The clone was looking tired and beaten. His face now pale and almost lifeless there was a blank replacement eye for his empty socket.

“Why are you here?” Syaoran hissed out, he still hadn’t forgiven his counterpart for taking what wasn’t his.

“You are travelling…you don’t like boats…” came the almost silent reply.

Syaoran flinched slightly at how the other had known such a thing. He quickly shook his head and put on a brave face. “So what if I am?”

“You’ve never been on a voyage.” The clone carried on as if he hadn’t heard.

The teen shrugged slightly, it was true he’d never been on a boat the clone had been there for that. He’d been in a trance-like sleep in the glass tube for most of his life, living what should have been his through the clone’s eye.

“I’m sorry…” The other Syaoran wrapped its ghostly arms around his neck from where it was floating a good few inches from the ground. “I’m sorry…” it repeated.

Syaoran reluctantly held the clone back; he couldn’t stay mad at what was possibly his best friend for things that weren’t his fault. He could feel tears reach his face which weren’t his own. Two hazel eyes met a single tear filled one.

“When you wake up use the memories I made to help you…please…” The clone smiled weakly.

Syaoran nodded and let the other teen drift off to wherever he had come from. The darkness seemed to be closing in now that he was alone again. He slumped down to the floor and curled in on himself.

“Syaoran!”

Syaoran jolted awake at the sharp sound that had to have been made by Mokona. Sure enough the white ball was sitting on his pillow looking down.

“Syaoran if you feel like it come see the sun rise!” The creature exclaimed as it hoped away without waiting for a reply.

The brunet moved into a sitting position remembering what he’d been told. The ship didn’t seem to be moving as much when he thought about what he’d seen, what his clone had helped him see. The teen slowly made his way up the stairs, still trying to stand up straight although he was sure he heard the clone behind him.

“I did good. For once I did good.”

Two halves of the same bun

Writer's Block: Reacting to my bad mood

Writer's Block: Step into My Closet

Writer's Block: House Call

Writer's Block: I Left My Heart in...

Writer's Block: Sick Day

Quiz action~

Mass deletion and goodbyes

Writer's Block: That's the Power of...

Writer's Block: What? No Goodnight Kiss?

Writer's Block: Work & Self-Worth

Writer's Block: Go Get 'Em?

Writer's Block: *blushes*

Writer's Block: I'd Like to Thank...

Writer's Block: Last Twenty Bucks

A fic from me to you.

Writer's Block: Happily Ever After?

It had DOOM in the title...

Lookie I adopted something: Editted 30/3/08

Fic post OMG!

Another day other bunch of quizzes...

It's different than most...

Quick Post

OHMYGOSH! An update?!

So what can I write?

So i've been innactive

Writer's Block: blushes