Thursday, December 16, 2010

Cervix More Sensitive Before Period

Of watering and movies


I have to say I did not want to see it in the LJ of [info] marbius and I had met with his statements about it. But my mother has convinced me that we saw together, with all my pleas not to do it because I did not get to mourn. I have stayed a bit during some scenes talking to [info] aelilim so so hard not to feel the impact of a sad scene.
I have not said it is "always by your side "with the beautiful dog" Hachi "and co-starring Richard Gere. Until I reached the end, only released three tears. But in the end I felt that throat and tear over time. In part, I think the film touched my heart because I thought of this Siberian Husky named Kevin who was my brother, who missed a day. * Sighs * But they are so loyal dogs ...

Finally, fifteen days left in the year eight to be Christmas. And I was hoping this time all year!

Come on, little people who take the time to read my insanities, leave a "smudge" in this entry if you want something for Christmas. From what I can offer are:
~ A fic with the pairing you want (but I know of them, this includes HP, TH and other bands [under Super Junior or something, I am amateur in them].) ~ Icons
what you want.
~ Signatures, banners, graphics or PS walls.
~ Send cards, little notes, etc.. (This might be a little unlikely)
~ I do not know what you want I can do.

I ask nothing in return, of course you would want to give me something wonderful, Nama "check them" in the sig. list:
~ A firm, wall, Tom graphic.
~ A fic Torg.
~ A postcard from where you live for me (:
~ Tom with a bow tie on its head, Bill and threesome included.
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~ A fic mega, super twc fluffy.

And good morning entry and here you can to finish the year you re good humor (?).

Uy, I had been forgotten. I promised.

I'm the one in front of Tom, * coughs * the center (H), with gray and pink blouse chamarrita.

Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Bodygroom Differences

NaNoWriMo: The Red Moon. Cap 2.

free at last ~

Title: The Red Moon.
Chapter: Two.
Characters: Akaya Kirihara, Yanagi Renji. Mentions Yagyuu Hiroshi and Niou Masaharu.
Gender: Mystery, Thriller and Suspense (LOL according to the NaNo)
Rating: PG-13 .
Warnings: AU .
Summary: Here.

Chapter Two


Yanagi Renji had always been a quiet guy, honest and peaceful, but with powers of deduction above average. His intelligence and quick way to find things, they did a man skilled in any field of research. It was thanks to those excellent qualities that the school was always flattered by his peers and called by many the strategist, especially when he was a member of the tennis team. There was no detail escaped from his hands and part of why it was that no one dared to hide something, because that would end finding out and revealing the truth anyway.

One of the people had quickly succumbed to their building was Akaya, himself, almost the opposite of his personality. Despite this contrast, Renji liked, because he believed the boy as very direct and predictable, acting before thinking, being at heart a very naive person. Perhaps that was her greatest charm. In addition, he still maintained contact with him relatively often, when the swarthy called him from time to time to help him in some task or you take out any questions related to the university. Although coming from a man like him, Renji Yanagi did not need to keep in touch with old friends and colleagues to know what they were doing. Of course they would not know subtlety until seeing them in person, but was content to know what is necessary to keep up.

"Professor," came a girl of fifteen years into the man, with a few papers in hand. M-I like to know exactly what this paragraph, n-not quite understand.

The boy, who always seemed to be with their eyes closed, had infinite patience, one of his many qualities that made him unfit to practice that profession. I knew that tennis does not get very far, although I never saw a way to live it, there would not exploit their true attributes as he was doing now, despite being younger than usual to already be working permanently.

With an enviable way to teach, Yanagi finished explaining whole and detail, where the girl understood almost in its entirety, and certainly, one thing was her ability to compress. Turned his eyes toward the clock to realize that there were only a few minutes for rest time ended. Today was a relief to work until half-time, so I would have a free afternoon to continue their personal research.

walked slowly through the hallways of the school, checking his cell phone and found ten messages. Most were about work, was another of her older sister who invited him to dinner at his house later and one of Akaya, inquiring about a rumor in some unspecified place. The latter called his attention largely because the guy just used to call for jobs and get no doubts about "rumors" of places. Sure was glad that someone somewhere out there had made up his mind and knowing him, would soon call him to know if everything I had heard was true or not.

left their belongings in the staff room and went to the small courtyard where students had no running around to mark the boy's number. There were more than three tones when he finally answered the phone the other side.

- Akaya? Serene asked, saluting.

- Yanagi-senpai! "Not yet understood why they kept calling senpai, if they had spent a few years he had ceased to be. It was true it would always be better than him, but that was no reason to continue calling him with such respect, but did not bother to tell you all that, he was again admitted that it was better that way. Moreover, it was another reason why you so interested in this guy to this day. Have you heard my message?

"That's why I'm calling," said Renji with Akaya obvious. I have done. Do you have more details about this place?

"Yes. It is a place that is very close to the new botanical garden to be open next summer.

"Oh, I heard about that - " of course you've heard about it, ", Akaya thought wryly, thinking that this news was already on everyone's lips. So what is the place where supposedly the rumors about something?
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Nearby is a site where you can camp, it seems, Kirihara said doubtfully, thinking about the veracity of the words the boy had told him about it. S-rumored whether true or not about paranormal phenomena that haunt these places.

- Events paranormal? -In an unusual form of Renji, he had the urge to laugh, but not externalized or the slightest suspicion of it. They may be some cabins and a large green areas near a small lake to remember, located near the new botanical garden, but ... "the boy would say he had not heard anything about abnormal things in those places to where it was heard, but hand lightly touched his shoulder, making it turn instantly and knowing he could not continue talking to Akaya.

- Senpai? Asked the curious boy when he noticed that Yanagi had stopped his commentary.

"Yes, yes. Akaya, I cut. Try to find something about it and call you later.

"Oh, okay. "Kirihara hung up almost immediately, knowing that Yanagi was still working. Expect your call later, but it was not so hard as before, probably because Renji seemed to have no idea of any unusual events that place. However, this did not eliminate the ability to search for him, therefore, expected to receive good news and continue to consider this location as a vacation possibility.


Nothing.

That was what I found on the rumors that had received Akaya earlier about the place. It was really strange because he was not even a stranger's comment referring to it. Nor could he know much more, since he had no idea, something else, unusual. In conclusion, it could not rule out the option of Akaya had swallowed all that cheap story that had ghosts and other such things just to scare him a little and feed their curiosity. However, the botanical garden theme he liked. It was true that he had heard about it, but certainly I had not remembered until they premiered in the summer. Yes, summer was something to around the corner and that scenario did not sound bad for your ears, as though that would probably never be updated and seek information until it was no longer necessary, relax in a place so peaceful and in touch with nature This was hugely tempting. Yukimura may call to tell, though surely he was already aware of it, but the idea to accompany him to walk around while in a chat like old times, he drew enough.

-Akaya, I regret to tell you not find anything related on paranormal events in this place, "said Renji with a determined voice, suggesting that possibly all was a sham. Is probably lying or that is a recent news story about something that has happened, but I repeat: I have not heard anything about it.

"Oh, I see," muttered the dark-haired disappointed, but had been thinking of saying something else while waiting for the call in the afternoon that lasted into the night, because after all, had no plans to vacation-not matter, thanks. Yanagi-senpai else at the other end, Renji looked forward and Akaya hesitate to continue "Do you have something to do on holiday?

To Yanagi, hearing this question was something I could not say I expected. Perhaps that option out feasible when they were still in high school, but now it was something unexpected. If I thought again, maybe that was the argument that had Akaya the end, hiding under the news she heard about those events that seemed to have no foundation.

"Certainly I have nothing planned," said Renji honestly. Do you have any interesting picture?

-N-not exactly, but ... "side had asked about his vacation, so now you should not give up on with his explanation, a few days camping in those places is not such a bad idea, independent of those rumors ... .

"Considering it is next to the botanical garden, Yanagi sounds tempting," he concluded, nodding to himself, convinced that he was not a bad idea coming from Akaya. We could use a few days to rest, yes.

- Is it a yes? Kirihara asked to make sure.

"Yes. I think it would be good call on that garden ... Seiichi

- "Yukimura-Buchou?! Morocho asked alarmed. Not that he did not want to Yukimura, but I really wanted to rest and Seiichi not seen for quite some time. I'm sorry rapidly realizing that he was exaggerating, but I thought it necessary to call it.

- Want to go only two? Asked curious.

- No! I mean, yes. Yanagi-senpai! "Renji him very funny that some reactions Akaya never change, because the boy was still being debated internally about the contradiction that was forming in his head, which the brown perfectly imagined. I mean, I have not seen Yukimura-Buchou long and I would rest easy. I'm not saying Yukimura-Buchou is someone who ...

-Akaya, I understand what you say. No need to follow-contradiciéndote consoled him, ending the round of explanations that do not lead anywhere anyway. I see the possibility of dating Seiichi the botanical garden at another time.

"Thanks," relieved. So, when would it be?

were refined small details on the holiday recess that would after all this hard in their respective activities. Finally, they agreed to join a weekend, the very day that inaugurate the much-famous botanical garden. They differed in this, as Yanagi was more inclined to go before or after opening, since all would be crowded around in people as well that everything would be obviously more expensive, but Akaya insisted that it would be better that day, precisely because there would be more competition and although he wanted to rest, absolute silence and despair will probably bored. Yanagi did not say much more, knowing that his dear friend still feared the truth of the rumor about the ghost or what else might perhaps failed to learn that no one would believe him and think he had already spent their childhood to be frightened by silly stories . On the other hand, Akaya was excited about the opportunity I had to see Yanagi after several months ... How many? Probably almost a year since I saw him personally, as always when it was an emergency, he called on the phone or communicated via the web.

Perhaps it would be nice to play arcade the next day to acclimatize.


Day meeting.

was about six o'clock when the alarm went off again on the nightstand beside the bed Akaya Kirihara. The old clock had fallen back a few weeks ago when, mistakenly scheduled it for a weekend and stayed kicked him out, falling sharply to the ground. That evening when he returned home waiting for the call Yanagi, realized it was not working and while he had to borrow his mother for the following week. But that did not matter, because now he had spent a little more money to buy a new and better quality, being much more resistant to shocks, and had checked three times and suffered no damage.

Miraculously, this time it fell, despite having woken up with his usual bad temper of the morning, smashing the device with reluctance to keep him quiet. He went to bed with eyes closed, but knew he could not sleep and had to get up then if I wanted to reach Yanagi-senpai appointment time. Yes, it was the day.

After a few minutes, was finally able to extricate himself from the sheets and up. Took a shower, got ready and checked the bag to see if it was all necessary. I really did not need much to go a weekend camping more than the obligatory, but was never more bring their Nintendo DS and a few games, along with some mangas that he could not finish reading.

left his home about eight o'clock in the morning and time was fixed at nine. Still had to take a bus that would take him directly outside the gates of the botanical garden, the journey takes about an hour, so it was safe to come few minutes late, which is quite normal.

But definitely nothing was pink for the boy and he walked only with his backpack on his back and holding her hands full between passages, money, telephone, brochures and other things, saw the bus heading toward their destination was slowly, as if walking in that way was a delight, causing the boy's anger was rising.

- Cursed Bus! "He snapped furiously, yielding to the obvious fact that the vehicle is not convicted again pick ran away just because some expletives. This time, he sat at the bus stop and read more closely at the map that Renji had sent to know to get off, even though the place was huge and would have no trouble noticing. What I would look closely, was the specific meeting place, and predicted there would be a crowd and would be even worse with the heat that can easily become a living hell if he began to find his senpai in the mass. And it was true, the heat was almost unbearable. Had announced a hot summer, but temperatures just exceeded all expectations and cool places were a favorite for the crowd. So to avoid discomfort, had agreed to be at the entrance to the cottages next to the garden and find a place available to camping. The cottages were at first, so they should look into the great place, preferably near the small lake. Anyway, the beach was always an option, since they were a very few minutes from the coast.

As I got a bottle of water, the next bus heading toward the place came into view, keeping all annoying object of his hands and practically running up between the odd stumble. He arranged his things in two seats and finally took the bottle to drink some water inside the bus, because I was suffocating closure even in the whereabouts. He sent a quick email to Yanagi-senpai warning that possibly come a little later to the bus had been delayed , knowing that that excuse was no longer effective, but rather it was better not to tell.

When he noticed that they were more or less close to their destination, instead paid attention to looking out the window, enjoying a lot of people and especially foreigners walking the streets. Guess it was not hard to stop, since there was a monstrous amount of people around, hesitating to find there to Yanagi.

He got a bit further away from the crowd and just being able to move, walked toward to the green areas available for camping, rather than tell the truth, was not very different in terms of number of people referred. He

about fifteen minutes looking for it, but there was no sign of him. It was about nine forty-five, but still maintained Akaya hope that his senpai was so patient and always used to be, even though he had walked through the entrance of the site as seven times without a positive result even though Renji was a guy high enough to notice from a distance. Gradually

frustration was growing boy's matted hair, he decided it was best to calm down and sit near the site and look more carefully and any person who I was familiar. Even in its search, had said he saw a red haired boy walking hurriedly towards the botanical garden. Although he remembered, belonged to the tennis club academy Hyoutei ... well, not that it mattered, she thought later, again focusing on its purpose.

- Kirihara-kun? An incredulous voice asked after the boy. Akaya started, because that voice so familiar it was too educated. In fact, the voice was similar to that of Yanagi-senpai, and also denoted serenity, conveying a more peaceful aura. When she finally turn around, as the large pack on his back quite difficult for him to do-action, found the reason for that feeling.

- Y-Yagyuu-senpai? "Consulted almost as incredulous that the other man stood up in a moment. Q-what a surprise.

"Certainly," agreed in line wearing glasses. Much time has passed since the last time we met.

-S-yes - Why is always tongue-tied when talking to his superiors? It was something not yet understood, if they had spent so many years and none had authority over him. Are you waiting for someone too?

- Too? Asked interested again noticed the clear bag carrying the boy, but first answered the question. I'm waiting for Niou-kun. We had arranged to meet at this place for work, although we have only come for the day. Are you coming to camp with someone else?

-N-Niou-kun ... "stammered Akaya, trying to understand what relationship may exist between Niou and plants, but then returned to normal notice a small detail. That is, Niou-senpai! Wait ... "Niou-senpai?!

"Yes," replied the guy missed. He was willing to explain more details, but a silver head in the crowd caught his attention, so that the person waited expected, turned toward them and would not have to go get it. Fortunately, the cunning of the boy was still intact, and that as if he had called to mind, turned seconds later.

- What does a head of algae in these places?

Friday, December 10, 2010

Tight Low Rise Boxers

NaNoWriMo: The Red Moon. Cap 1.

Here is the first chapter of "novel" I wrote for NaNoWriMo last month. 50 000 words just came out because I divided into chapters from the beginning, but may the amount varies according to what you review and editing.

Title: The Red Moon.
Chapter: One
Characters: Rikkai, mainly Akaya Kirihara.
Gender: Mystery, Thriller and Suspense (LOL according to the NaNo)
Rating: PG-13 .
Warnings: AU .
Summary: Here.

Chapter One


Akaya Kirihara returned to his home about nine o'clock at night after having spent the afternoon playing in the arcade that was in the center mall near her home. The weather was not such a thing, because his life was surprisingly deep in the studies, now he has more responsibility to have decent grades in college. Either way, his personality was so explosive and always normal, with the same ambitions to be the best. Without doubt, the temperament was something that could change from night to morning.

To her relief, the holidays are approaching faster pace than expected, to feel the days getting warmer. He scratched his head lazily, keeping intact those impossible dark hair, which seemed to have been entangled for life and therefore keeping the nickname of "head of algae" to this day, since a senpai at school that had begun to call it annoying fashion.

Come to think of it, what would in the summer? Of course I wanted to relax and enjoy some precious time with his game that still kept as treasures in a box under her bed. By rumors of his companions, there was no significant extracurricular activity in kinesiology, so your days of leisure would be more. It was also announced that a much hotter summer than normal and was not at all refreshing stay home every day, so its not thrilling game as much as high school, when after school was next to Marui-senpai and Jackal-senpai to ... What would life Marui-senpai and Jackal-senpai?

finally got home, verifying that only his mother was in it. His older sister had left there for two years ago when he decided to get married and go live in the capital. At first, Akaya felt more alone than I could support, so after crying a little on the day of parting, never expressed his feelings about it and just wished him luck as well warn you that if that bastard I did something, he personally would smash his face.

went into the kitchen and took a glass of milk. Then he looked forward without much television that talked about a series of murders of which no one knew the exact whereabouts of the perpetrator. They claimed that it was a smart guy, very normal in appearance and not spent thirty years of age. It was said that his personality suited to an individual rather charismatic, pleasant and friendly, at first glance not be confused with a guy who never liked to play with people's deaths. Akaya remained inert in front of the TV a few seconds, while his countenance relaxing to hear that this had happened in America, something quite common for those parts. He had not help but feel a chill with the descriptions of the deaths of the victims, so I instinctively changed the channel. He stopped at one when he realized that the sports section was about to begin, so I sat on the nearest chair with his glass in hand, decided to stay and watch.

His eyes softened a little when the driver was talking about the Wimbledon championship to be held in a few days. He could not help but recall with nostalgia their high school years and his desire to become the number one tennis player Rikkai Dai, their failed attempts to defeat the so-called three demons that made it difficult the dream of reaching the top and the two championships won by his team when he was in first and third years respectively. The bitter taste was still in its second year when they lost the final, but the next, in part because they were his superiors, "could reverse the situation and be proud of itself to achieve a championship with its own efforts and dedication to principle to finish.

What happened to all those yearning to follow the dream of becoming a professional tennis player, then? Honestly, even he knew exactly. Perhaps it was because his superiors not followed that line and focused on objectives that had little to do with tennis. The fact that Japan is not exactly a country that exported quantities of talented players did not help at all and thought of something more tangible and profitable. It was also true that he himself was characterized as someone with great maturity, but even an idiot would know to follow a naive dream would not last a lifetime, think later.

He walked slowly to his room, picking up his thoughts of doing a few hours ago, wondering what the hell was the lives of Marui-senpai and Jackal-senpai. Was it appropriate to call them yet? That was a habit he could not leave her overnight, especially knowing that for years have not seen enough to call them otherwise. Marui-senpai probably already had a bakery with all this obsession with candy. Jackal-senpai seemed the most focused of all, so I figured it working or studying something more normal, "Or maybe he went to Brazil? It was not really imagine utopian, but news had not heard about it, so it was probably still in the country. At least I'd know by Yanagi-senpai, so far the only one that had maintained communication. And it was not to talk much, the last time was almost three months ago, but usually not talking about the lives of others that invincible team regular, but rather things current and realistic, and ask for help in biomechanics and increase their physical capacity every time I played tennis on weekends at the street courts with friends and classmates.

Of course, there was always that when you made friends in school, after a few years lost the contact and each sought new friends according to their interests that have successfully developed and nurtured in your life as something more permanent when was fifteen or sixteen years old. Akaya could not say that he missed, but sometimes she could feel a little more nostalgic, remembering those days where everything was simpler and where just beginning to explore the world that those friends helped him find. He admitted that it was annoying to be disturbed on several occasions but could not help thinking that after all, had contributed to what he had now.

"How pathetic to think about those things just murmured, lying on his bed, unconsciously playing with a tennis ball out of his desk.

He glanced idly at the window, where he was a beautiful full moon. The sky was clear and I could appreciate the warmth of summer, despite of missing a few days to finish the spring.

And ... Why had he gone to play the arcade?

Suddenly, the air of his room was gone and choked him indoors more than usual. With little desire to be up and opened the window a little, letting the cool night breeze. Had they noticed a hotter summer, right? Really needed this holiday season, therefore, think of a place to go and should be among its priorities. Yanagi-senpai perhaps shuffled many options, so he promised he would call when final exams were finished. Leaned back in his bed, this time sleeping, as the accumulated fatigue of the week it was exhausted; think much was not at his specialty and that I was more stressed than normal, sleeping more hours than they normally did, because if not enough sleep, ran the risk of falling asleep in class, which was often and quite typical of his party, so had to take certain steps to not keep doing it.

Luckily, minutes after his eyes were closed easily, quickly falling into a deep sleep until it lifted its loud alarm of a jump to the next morning. But he had forgotten something, had set the alarm clock at six o'clock by inertia, being that it was the weekend. Not that he cared and had no force or open his eyes again, so if it sounded, just raise your right arm and go out, continuing their precious hours of sleep.

The next morning, he set out the night before his alarm went off, she was startled and almost immediately sought her hand awkwardly in order, but when I played, it plummeted to the ground, making even more noise than before. However, after the crash, all was the usual silence of the morning. I was about to return to his bed and back to sleep after picking the clock and leave it on your nightstand, but your phone did otherwise. Morocho thought that perhaps he had left the phone with the alarm set, since he used to do that when I knew that the day would be unable to get up so easily. However, the machine started again, hinting that it definitely was not the alarm, but someone was calling. I answered reluctantly and still asleep, nodded ruefully, occasionally muttering some few monosyllables.

He dropped abruptly on the bed and then get up almost instantly, knowing that should come out into the street tennis courts in a few hours. Dropped directly into the kitchen to eat something before you go, meeting with his mother. He greeted her briefly, taking a cup to fill with milk. It was common to drink milk regularly, since it was a habit she had acquired since high school.

turned on the TV set to meet again with this frightening news of North American mass murderer. Were not yet concrete leads as to who was this guy and what his real purpose to such slaughter. Only were these sketches of a suspected safe profile and testimonials from people who heard something or were close to the victims. But he could not understand more than the information in the news Japanese, because the rest was obviously English, which he never learned much beyond the basics, one of the most hated subjects in all hated in school.

What reasons had to kill? The boy thoughtfully reasoned, surrendering to the curiosity of the news. "Surely there must be crazy" , concluded after a few minutes meditating on the possible mindset of the type and the causes that led to such acts.

He offered no other around the bush and took his things to leave. It was a cool spring morning, ideal to go out and play sports. Spent by small commercial premises where there was the odd arcade, thinking how awful it had been to play the previous evening and how quickly that was frustrated to see that as playing, the result was worse. Still saw no reason for returning to play after months of not doing so, but neither given much importance, as it came to the place predestined, meeting with some guys to whom I knew years ago in their neighborhood, taking out his racket almost immediately and challenging them to play a set, temporarily forgetting their previous thoughts.

The results of the games were usually the same: Kirihara finished playing against two or three boys and ended up winning six games to four, average. Although tennis had become just a weekend pastime, still maintained the hunger for victory and their physical abilities intact its twenty-two years old. On the contrary, if he lost a match, his irritation was unquestionable, but losses did not know for quite some time anyway.

- Hey, Akaya! "The last guy who won, went to the dark-haired, who sat with a bottle of cooling water, pulling from his bag with the hand that was unoccupied, a towel. Kirihara watched with some interest, since it brought in their hands on something like a brochure. I heard you were looking for somewhere to spend the summer and yesterday I just learned this.

The boy handed him the paper that took Akaya low sensitivity, reading. Was about a botanical garden that would open to the public in a few weeks, with discounted tickets for the season to come. The tangled-haired child found the boy who was perplexed by his side, as if the idea of visiting a botanical garden in the summer was a great thing. It was more, the mere idea of thinking to be out there was ridiculous: I had no idea of plants and stuff! Neither was interested in knowing. What little I knew plant was what Yukimura-Buchou had taught him years ago when he inadvertently took a while his master was in the hospital, finding out later by Yagyuu-senpai, that this plant was unfit to care for her in a like that. So I gave up on giving that kind of thing or know anything about them.

"I'm not interested," he murmured, returning the leaf. It's not fun, was justified, but in reality, meant to think about walking out there was just stupid.

"I do not understand my point, Akaya-the smile of the boy was too attractive to not wanting to know more So what prompted the curious look to continue. Nearby there is a place where you can camp. It is well known among young people. There is talk of an urban legend that is about strange deaths.

- Strange deaths? Kirihara asked hurriedly, trying not to sound as scared as I thought to be. Helplessly, his thoughts were to fall directly to the news which told about an author remains unknown, causing such macabre murders that could compare with those seen in movies or video games in their own fight. Until that point, the idea captivated the botanical garden a little more, but not much liked the fact that death were walking around for places where he just wanted to relax and have fun.

"Yes." There is a widespread rumor yet, but sure to be popular with the opening of this place, "he said happily pointing out the pamphlet, while Akaya still could not find the positive case. You could consider it.

"Yeah, sure," automatically, taking the role that it had again received.

noted the brochure again, seeing how naive and happy that showed the ad to people, hiding who knows what things about this place. Surely the types involved knew this or else, were responsible for the rumor about the deaths and because of this, they opened a botanical garden to avoid suspicion. Finally, Akaya rose from the bench, hitting mentally think of the mind these past few days. Strangely

the case, was that this whole issue was seducing him more than necessary. He could not deny that the studies they had exhausted, but had not had an adventure in years. Her life was becoming dull and boring, knowing that if he did something good on holiday, come in a bad mood and even more hysterical than it already was now.

Thought it would be a good idea to call Yanagi-senpai and ask about the veracity of these rumors, but now admitted that if his superior belied all feel a little disappointed. Anyway, I had decided and went to investigate a bit more about it before you pack your bags and take a trip.

Kept all his belongings into his bag and left the place even a little earlier than usual, apologizing that he had things to do. He reached his house, heading straight for the bathroom to get a quick shower and back to his room. By doing so, he set his computer and searched the network's announcement of the new garden botanist who was inaugurated the first days of summer. And do not take long to find it: a website decorated in a flamboyant, almost equal to or worse than the announcement of the paper where indicated that direction. But no deaths. None of urban stories which talk about murders or anything like that. It was very obvious, he thought Akaya then none of this would go on the Internet, unless the source was of someone who has gone to that place, learning about the incident or the best, who has lived in the flesh about the event, almost bordering on the supernatural.

sought between the contacts on your mobile phone number Yanagi-senpai. Sure he knew about that and if you did not know better, because I would not hesitate in finding out background on the issue. He waited impatiently answered, so when I heard the tone, he hastened to speak.

- Yanagi-senpai! Q-

wanted to ask ... "Are you talking to your mailbox Renji Yanagi. At this moment I can not assist you, but please leave a message if urgent after the tone.

-Y-Yanagi-senpai, "he began slowly Akaya. I hated those damn automated messages at the end because nobody listened to them, but it was too urgent motive. Anyway, decided to leave the message if I read it, but I could always call you back or at another time. I Akaya. The truth is that not exactly express what I wanted to ask, but I need to know about a certain place, related to some rumors that probably should know if they are true or not. E-that's all. I hope to receive your call back. Goodbye.

not even five minutes had passed when his phone rang, while the boy was cursing himself for the lack of vocabulary every time he spoke by telephone with his senpai. Seeing the sender could not help but smile, knowing that the information just given, it was too fascinating for someone like-once-called master .

- Akaya?

Monday, November 1, 2010

Which Is Better Alumawood Or Vinyl

not hesitate with the penultimate 12 October


If you take it and tear it seems to me, I will. If I want to contaminate my loud expressions of fun, I will. If I dare to tinker with it, I know I will return. Come on, that this year has to end adorably well, so well that it will be impossible to accept that it was true.

I count his days and go zafándoselos with a quizzical expression, with a funny gesture. I wish to allow a little piece of love in my life. Yes, let me cuddle a solitary life.
fever
November is chilly. Allusion belonging shadows of the past. I want to try one more time. Hunches about the unknown. Intuition condescending to the lack of razocinio.
Either take me or stop me a good time. Because time does not take compliments me and takes me inside the inexplicable way flow of mixed emotions.

you enjoy this month, because remember that it is repeated, be clear that this may be the last thing you do before they are finished the Gregorian calendar, or start with Christmas festivities.

no earthly desires for all
~ PS: And a pan de muerto and hot chocolate (: