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  <title>can you hear me</title>
  <subtitle>and the beat of my heart?</subtitle>
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    <name>rainaria</name>
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  <updated>2009-11-10T08:32:40Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rainaria:5618</id>
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    <title>koe wo kikasete...</title>
    <published>2009-11-09T14:23:50Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-10T08:32:40Z</updated>
    <category term="music obsession"/>
    <category term="lyrics/romanization"/>
    <category term="bigbang!"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love, love, &lt;strong&gt;love &lt;/strong&gt;this song. &lt;br /&gt;Maybe even more than how much I love Haru Haru... &lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, it's just so... beautiful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/edit&lt;br /&gt;SeungRi's and Daesung's voices are just, wow in the song. &lt;br /&gt;LOVELOVE, I tell ya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lyrics / Translation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rain just now has stopped&lt;br /&gt;The smell of asphalt is floating around the city&lt;br /&gt;Hey, over there too, the weather is fine already right?&lt;br /&gt;For the weather has cleared up from the west&lt;br /&gt;Since you&amp;rsquo;re not a morning person&lt;br /&gt;Everyday, will you be able to wake up properly?&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;rsquo;m still worried about things like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The spreading sky, the freedom&lt;br /&gt;Although neither of them has changed&lt;br /&gt;Right now, just that&amp;hellip; it&amp;rsquo;s only just that you are not by my side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me hear your voice&lt;br /&gt;If we become honest, surely&lt;br /&gt;We&amp;rsquo;ll be able to understand each other&lt;br /&gt;Please open your heart&lt;br /&gt;Let me hear your voice&lt;br /&gt;The path we have come is, for us, definitely&lt;br /&gt;An important STEP to that future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time I met you was&lt;br /&gt;Around this season right?&lt;br /&gt;The light up street was&lt;br /&gt;Glowing beautifully&lt;br /&gt;The crybaby-you, from that time on, often&lt;br /&gt;Laid your forehead on my shoulder&lt;br /&gt;You were crying right? That extreme warmth&lt;br /&gt;From your touch on my shoulder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone lives, carrying his own worry&lt;br /&gt;Desperately holding his broken heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me hear you voice&lt;br /&gt;If we become more kind&lt;br /&gt;We&amp;rsquo;ll be able to love each other&lt;br /&gt;Don&amp;rsquo;t avert my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Let me hear your voice&lt;br /&gt;Let&amp;rsquo;s get over those entwined anxieties and loneliness&lt;br /&gt;The feelings of this moment become our bond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, Since you went away hasn&amp;rsquo;t been the same&lt;br /&gt;In my heart all I got is pain&lt;br /&gt;Could it be that I played a game to lose you, I can&amp;rsquo;t maintain&lt;br /&gt;Sunlight moonlight you lit my life realize in the night&lt;br /&gt;while love shines bright&lt;br /&gt;Cant let you go we&amp;rsquo;re meant forever baby let me know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past without you, Can&amp;rsquo;t forget you&lt;br /&gt;Letting me be the cloud hanging above me&lt;br /&gt;Raining on me missing you touch&lt;br /&gt;Nights get long and it&amp;rsquo;s hard to clutch&lt;br /&gt;We&amp;rsquo;re apart breaks my heart&lt;br /&gt;Its all for the best girl you&amp;rsquo;re my world&lt;br /&gt;In time my love unfurls&lt;br /&gt;He will then wait for you girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me hear your voice&lt;br /&gt;If we become honest, surely&lt;br /&gt;We&amp;rsquo;ll be able to understand each other&lt;br /&gt;Please open your heart&lt;br /&gt;Let me hear your voice&lt;br /&gt;The path we have come is, for us, surely&lt;br /&gt;An important STEP to that future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Romanization&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sakki made no ame wa mou agatte&lt;br /&gt;Asufaluto tadayou machi no nioi&lt;br /&gt;Nee socchi mo mou hareteru yo ne&lt;br /&gt;Nishi kara kaifuku surutte&lt;br /&gt;Asa wa negate na kimi dakara nee&lt;br /&gt;Mainichi chanto okirareteru kai?&lt;br /&gt;Sonna koto imada ni shinpai shiteru yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hirogaru sora wa sou jiyuu de&lt;br /&gt;Nani mo kawattenai keredo&lt;br /&gt;Tonari ni ima wa tada&amp;hellip; tada kimi ga inai dake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Koe wo kikasete&lt;br /&gt;Sunao ni nareba kitto&lt;br /&gt;Wakari aeru hazu sa&lt;br /&gt;Kokoro wo hiraite&lt;br /&gt;Koe wo kikasete&lt;br /&gt;Aruitekita michi wa bokutachi ni totte kitto&lt;br /&gt;Taisetsu na STEP sa sono mirai e no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kimi to hajimete deatta no wa sou&lt;br /&gt;Choudo ima kurai no kisetsu datta ne&lt;br /&gt;Raito appu shita machinami ga&lt;br /&gt;Kirei ni kagayaiteita&lt;br /&gt;Nakimushi na kimi wa are kara yoku&lt;br /&gt;Boku no kata ni odeko wo nokkete&lt;br /&gt;Naiteta ne sono nukumori ni&lt;br /&gt;Mushou ni furetaku naru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hito wa dare demo sorezore ni nayami wo kakaete ikiru&lt;br /&gt;Koware souna kokoro wo hisshi ni dakishimete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Koe wo kikasete&lt;br /&gt;Yasashiku nareba motto&lt;br /&gt;Aishiaeru hazu sa&lt;br /&gt;Me wo sora sanai de&lt;br /&gt;Koe wo kikasete&lt;br /&gt;Karami tsuku fuan mo sabishisa mo koete yukou&lt;br /&gt;Ima no kono kimochi ga kizuna ni naru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, Since you went away hasn't been the same&lt;br /&gt;In my heart all I got is pain&lt;br /&gt;Could it be that I played a game to lose you, I can't maintain&lt;br /&gt;Sunlight moonlight you lit my life realize in the night&lt;br /&gt;while love shines bright&lt;br /&gt;Cant let you go we're meant forever baby let me know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past without you, Can't forget you&lt;br /&gt;Letting me be the cloud hanging above me&lt;br /&gt;Raining on me missing you touch&lt;br /&gt;Nights get long and it's hard to clutch&lt;br /&gt;We're apart breaks my heart&lt;br /&gt;Its all for the best girl you're my world&lt;br /&gt;In time my love unfurls&lt;br /&gt;He will then wait for you girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Koe wo kikasete&lt;br /&gt;Sunao ni nareba kitto&lt;br /&gt;Wakari aeru hazu sa&lt;br /&gt;Kokoro wo hiraite&lt;br /&gt;Koe wo kikasete&lt;br /&gt;Aruitekita michi wa bokutachi ni totte kitto&lt;br /&gt;Taisetsu na STEP sa sono mirai e no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRANSLATION FROM &lt;a href="http://phrankenlife.blogspot.com/2009/10/translated-let-me-hear-your-voice.html"&gt;phrankenlife @ blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROMANIZATION FROM &lt;a href="http://hanasuju.blogspot.com/2009/11/big-bang-koe-wo-kikasete-lyrics.html"&gt;hanasuju @ blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rainaria:5300</id>
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    <title>Hayyyyyyyyy.</title>
    <published>2009-11-08T14:21:00Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-08T14:27:16Z</updated>
    <category term="beastbeast"/>
    <content type="html">Just thought I should update before my LJ starts rusting.&lt;br /&gt;*dustsLJpage*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RingDingDong by SHINee, LOL. &lt;br /&gt;To me, it's pure crack, but the beat and their voices-- woah. &lt;br /&gt;And now, it's stuck in my heaad 8DD &lt;br /&gt;And starstrukk by 3OH3 ft. Katy Perry one, &lt;br /&gt;for some reason both the songs are stuck in my head. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayyyyyys, the thing I want to share the most right now is..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="3" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGOMGOMGOMG-- &lt;br /&gt;FINALLY SOME DONGWOON. &lt;br /&gt;GOD. &lt;br /&gt;THIS WAS PURE LOVE. &lt;br /&gt;BOTH OF THEM ARE SO EFFING ADORABLE. &lt;br /&gt;AND YAY. &lt;br /&gt;SOME CRACK!DONGWOON, AND THE HUG. &lt;br /&gt;WHY, OH WHY. &lt;br /&gt;I hope they'll be doing this a lot more C:&lt;br /&gt;I want to see more of happy!cute!DongWoon. &lt;br /&gt;Oh, I should share this too, &lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/omonatheydidnt/1969437.html"&gt;an interview&lt;/a&gt; with BEAST. &lt;br /&gt;Oh, they're killing me slowly I tell ya~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/edit&lt;br /&gt;Yoseob/Dongwoon OTP now? :D &lt;br /&gt;Come on, they're midnight snack BUDDIES ;D &lt;br /&gt;AND THEY HUGGED. &lt;br /&gt;That has to count for &lt;i&gt;something&lt;/i&gt;.</content>
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    <title>DongWoon again 8DD</title>
    <published>2009-10-27T16:40:22Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-27T16:40:22Z</updated>
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    <category term="fangirling yesplz?"/>
    <content type="html">FFFFFFF----- &lt;br /&gt;Okay, first of all, I apologize for interupting your f-list like this, f-list D: &lt;br /&gt;Buuuut, I just had to share this!~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="2" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DongWoon bby is on the left~&lt;br /&gt;The one with the ducky hand puppet 8DD &lt;br /&gt;Adorable, Y/Y?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rainaria:4464</id>
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    <title>rainaria @ 2009-10-26T00:15:00</title>
    <published>2009-10-25T16:21:11Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-25T16:28:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF-----&lt;br /&gt;DONGWOON. &lt;br /&gt;SUCH A FUCKIN` CUTIE. &lt;br /&gt;I am so gonna make a picspam of him later.&lt;br /&gt;I fell in love with him the second time I watched the vid. &lt;br /&gt;Whenever I hear his part, I always watch it, but I usually listen when the others come up. &lt;br /&gt;IMAGINE MY SUPRISE AND/OR DELIGHT WHEN I FIGURED OUT HE'S THE MAGNAE. &lt;br /&gt;FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF----------&lt;br /&gt;To-Do list ;; &lt;br /&gt;1 icon of DongWoon &lt;br /&gt;and a picspam of him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, while I'm hereeeeeee~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_dongwoon_aday' lj:user='dongwoon_aday' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/dongwoon_aday/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif' alt='[info]' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/dongwoon_aday/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;dongwoon_aday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 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    <title>Iconsss~</title>
    <published>2009-10-24T11:12:13Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-24T11:12:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;MOO! &lt;br /&gt;I come bringing gifts! &lt;br /&gt;Well, icons, actually. &lt;br /&gt;But my icons FAILLLLLLLL. &lt;br /&gt;Can't blame me, I'm still new in the Photoshop thing 8DD;; &lt;br /&gt;I do not own the pictures, took it all from GoogleImages XD;; &lt;br /&gt;Used some textures from&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_icon_textures' lj:user='icon_textures' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/icon_textures/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif' alt='[info]' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/icon_textures/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;icon_textures&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is kinda like an icon trade with &lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_shancq' lj:user='shancq' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://shancq.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://shancq.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;shancq&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I'm waiting for your icons! ;DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEAST;; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i657.photobucket.com/albums/uu294/idkaaw/icons/beast01.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i657.photobucket.com/albums/uu294/idkaaw/icons/beast02.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i657.photobucket.com/albums/uu294/idkaaw/icons/junhyung01.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SuperJunior;; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i657.photobucket.com/albums/uu294/idkaaw/icons/leeteuk01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i657.photobucket.com/albums/uu294/idkaaw/icons/ryeowook01.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i657.photobucket.com/albums/uu294/idkaaw/icons/ryeowook02.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i657.photobucket.com/albums/uu294/idkaaw/icons/ryeowook03.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone wants to use, please comment here! C: &lt;br /&gt;Though I doubt anyone wants to 8D</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rainaria:4081</id>
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    <title>BEAST, yeah!</title>
    <published>2009-10-23T12:39:28Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-23T15:15:12Z</updated>
    <category term="ramblingtimez"/>
    <category term="beastbeast"/>
    <content type="html">I am so late in the BEAST craziness, but OHEMMGEE. &lt;br /&gt;They're pretty cool ;D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: larger;"&gt;FFFF---- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They look different, so it's kinda cool and all ;DD&lt;br /&gt;YEPYEPYEP. &lt;br /&gt;THEY SURE ARE HOTTTTTTTTTTTTT&lt;br /&gt;Can't beat &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;LeeTeuk&lt;/span&gt;, though ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/onanon-fandomrelatednote&lt;br /&gt;MY EXAMS ARE ALMOST OVERRRRRRRRRRRR~ &lt;br /&gt;Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/edit&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm in LOVEEEEEEEEEEE 8D&lt;br /&gt;With that song 8D&lt;br /&gt;And with them. &lt;br /&gt;Love the starting, esp~</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rainaria:3666</id>
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    <title>rainaria @ 2009-10-05T16:24:00</title>
    <published>2009-10-05T08:28:05Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-05T08:28:30Z</updated>
    <category term="ramblingtimez"/>
    <content type="html">Today was suprisingly fun... &lt;br /&gt;School didn't suck like it always does, LOL. &lt;br /&gt;The last hour of school kinda sucked, though D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On other note, I can't get macros outta my headddddd D:&lt;br /&gt;That's really bad. &lt;br /&gt;Seeing I've my exams in another two weeks. &lt;br /&gt;The phrases 'h8ters to THIS side of the interwebs' &lt;br /&gt;and 'Shisus is watching' and the like is all I&amp;nbsp;see D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yeaaaaaaaaaah, I kinda sorta am a little maybe&lt;br /&gt;a little into the K-fandom now 8DD &lt;br /&gt;yay?</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rainaria:3398</id>
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    <title>rainaria @ 2009-09-28T15:19:00</title>
    <published>2009-09-28T07:24:45Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-28T07:24:45Z</updated>
    <category term="ramblingtimez"/>
    <content type="html">Hellos C: &lt;br /&gt;Today's school wasn't that bad, it was pretty good, even C: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh!&amp;nbsp;Super Junior - M!~~~~&lt;br /&gt;FFFFFF------&lt;br /&gt;THEY ARE SO EFFING HOT! &lt;br /&gt;Their clothes in SuperGirl--- &lt;br /&gt;FFFFF----&lt;br /&gt;SO HOTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for today, I guess C:</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rainaria:3179</id>
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    <title>Back :D</title>
    <published>2009-09-24T07:32:56Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-24T07:36:50Z</updated>
    <category term="ramblingtimez"/>
    <category term="bigbang!"/>
    <content type="html">Heyyyy journal C: &lt;br /&gt;Back from my parents' hometown~ &lt;br /&gt;It was fun, really. &lt;br /&gt;Raya this year's better than last year's. &lt;br /&gt;Its been kinda sad since my uncle died.&lt;br /&gt;But this year's fun&amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;33 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got back about two days ago, but the internet was being a real... &lt;br /&gt;Well, kinda like this --&amp;gt; D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm baaaaack ;D &lt;br /&gt;Gonna go stalk around~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;editedit --&lt;br /&gt;Yay!&amp;nbsp;DaeDae's gonna be back!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;He's gonna be backkkkk!~~~~&lt;br /&gt;I love him so much &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad he's all better and nothing bad happened to the three~</content>
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    <title>rainaria @ 2009-09-17T23:33:00</title>
    <published>2009-09-17T15:37:42Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-17T15:37:42Z</updated>
    <category term="no subject what-so-ever"/>
    <content type="html">I'm such a bad journal keeper 8D&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, well, I guess I should really start posting...? &lt;br /&gt;Well, lets see... &lt;br /&gt;The actual real reason I made this livejournal account was because I wanted to join communities and see the posts people made there C: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's it. &lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should post more, mebbeh about my life? &lt;br /&gt;I don't tell people about it. &lt;br /&gt;It feels awkward 8D&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. &lt;br /&gt;I'll see you later, journal? &lt;br /&gt;Maybe, perhaps, with a fanfic next time ;D&amp;nbsp;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rainaria:2765</id>
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    <title>Hiatus? D:</title>
    <published>2009-09-04T14:06:16Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-04T14:06:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Okay, technically, I have been online a lot, but I lurk around C:&lt;br /&gt;Too lazy to log in~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, its been a long time since I've updated this 8D&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should rant more...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rainaria:2380</id>
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    <title>Sooo...</title>
    <published>2009-03-31T12:00:41Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-31T12:00:41Z</updated>
    <category term="merlin"/>
    <content type="html">I reading F!S a few weeks ago, and I saw a secret about Merlin. Checked it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found out that Merlin was really cute. But I've just watched until ep 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, a list of what I liked about&amp;nbsp;the main cast:&lt;br /&gt;1. Colin Morgan's cheekbones, OMG.&lt;br /&gt;2. Bradley's smile. Wow. &lt;br /&gt;3. Katie. She's just, everything. She's pretty, cool, and slash shipper ;)&lt;br /&gt;4. Angel's prettiness. I think both of them, Angel and Katie are amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, a small list of what I didn't like about the show:&lt;br /&gt;1. The effects kinda sucks.&lt;br /&gt;2. Lancelot had to go. ;_;&amp;nbsp;Come back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite thing about it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best friend watches it, so I can talk with her about it. I can fangirl with her about Colin's cheekbones. I can fangirl with her about Lancelot/Gwen and Merlin/Gwen. The only thing I can't do is fangirl about Gwen/Morgana or Arthur/Merlin, but it's cool :)</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rainaria:2273</id>
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    <title>Tis be a fic!</title>
    <published>2009-01-02T12:46:10Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-02T12:46:10Z</updated>
    <category term="fanfiction - k+"/>
    <category term="fanfiction - yamamoto/hibari"/>
    <category term="fanfiction - reborn!"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */"&gt;&lt;span style="/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Lol, sorry for the late gift &amp;gt;&amp;lt;;; &amp;nbsp;Now, on to the summary and stuff!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */"&gt;Title:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */"&gt;Jealousy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */"&gt;Rating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */"&gt;: K+&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */"&gt;Pairing:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */"&gt;&amp;nbsp;YamamotoHibari, aka 8018.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */"&gt;Warning(s):&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */"&gt;Lots and lots of blushing.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */"&gt;Disclaimer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Unfortunately, I don't own KHR. If I did, Yamamoto and Dino would've more screen time, haha.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */"&gt;Beta:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Non. T_T&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */"&gt;Summary:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */"&gt;Yamamoto experiments on something called jealousy. As quoted by St. Augustine, &amp;lsquo;He that is not jealous is not in love&amp;rsquo;. And, this is a fic for Katsumeragi, since it's her birthday a few days ago : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */"&gt;&lt;span style="/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */"&gt;Kyouya Hibari had already accepted one fact most people thought he wasn&amp;rsquo;t capable of. He was in love with a herbivore; Yamamoto Takeshi. Unfortunately for him, this particular herbivore &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;had &lt;/i&gt;to be flirty. Yamamoto, wearing his normal baseball uniform, was talking with a girl who&amp;rsquo;d ran up to him just as he finished practicing. He smiled charmingly at the girl, who was blushing the entire conversation. Hibari felt something &lt;i style="/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */"&gt;clawing &lt;/i&gt;his insides, but decided to ignore it as he walked away. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */"&gt;&lt;span style="/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */"&gt;Yamamoto took a glance up, he was watching Hibari in the corner of his eyes. He grinned. His plan seemed to work perfectly; Hibari was definitely jealous. He quickly excused himself from the girl, who looked confused when he dashed upstairs. Yamamoto went to Hibari&amp;rsquo;s office &amp;ndash; he always sits there whenever he was upset, Yamamoto noted. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */"&gt;&lt;span style="/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */"&gt;He knocked on the door, not really expecting an answer. Opening it slowly, he noticed that Hibari was sitting (sulking?) on the couch, hand on his forehead. Closing the door, he chuckled lowly, trying to get the prefect&amp;rsquo;s attention. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */"&gt;&lt;span style="/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */"&gt;Hibari looked at Yamamoto, surprised. The look was quickly discarded and was replaced by a frown as he looked away. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */"&gt;&lt;span style="/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Hibari,&amp;rdquo; Yamamoto said, adding a seductive tone into the name. He knew that alone was enough to bring a blush on Hibari&amp;rsquo;s face. It did, but Hibari didn&amp;rsquo;t turn his head to meet Yamamoto&amp;rsquo;s eyes.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */"&gt;&lt;span style="/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */"&gt;Yamamoto walked closer, and tried again, this time whispering directly into his right ear. &amp;ldquo;Hibari,&amp;rdquo; he tried again, grinning. Hibari jumped a little, and then stood up, face still red. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */"&gt;&lt;span style="/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */"&gt;&amp;ldquo;What,&amp;rdquo; he said, not really asking as his eyes narrowed at Yamamoto, who was still grinning. Doesn&amp;rsquo;t it hurt him to smile that much? &amp;ldquo;Why&amp;rsquo;re you so angry?&amp;rdquo; he asked innocently. &amp;ldquo;I don&amp;rsquo;t know,&amp;rdquo; Hibari spat, &amp;ldquo;Why don&amp;rsquo;t you ask that girl you were talking to?&amp;rdquo; Yamamoto laughed. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */"&gt;&lt;span style="/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */"&gt;&amp;ldquo;You &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;are &lt;/i&gt;jealous!&amp;rdquo; Yamamoto stated, grinning. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */"&gt;&lt;span style="/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */"&gt;With a &amp;lsquo;hmph&amp;rsquo;, Hibari started to walk towards his desk. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */"&gt;&lt;span style="/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */"&gt;Yamamoto grabbed Hibari&amp;rsquo;s wrist, then brought it up so that it would&amp;rsquo;ve been in the same level as his face. Lightly, he hissed Hibari&amp;rsquo;s palm. Hibari&amp;rsquo;s blush &amp;ndash; which was almost gone &amp;ndash; deepened.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */"&gt;&lt;span style="/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */"&gt;Yamamoto looked at Hibari, smiling his smile with a special sparkle reserved for Hibari and him alone. Yamamoto leaned forwards, wanting to kiss the perfect lips. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */"&gt;&lt;span style="/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */"&gt;When he was a hair breadth away, however, a metal tonfa hit his stomach, then another on his cheek, which sent him flying backwards. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */"&gt;&lt;span style="/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Ouch,&amp;rdquo; he said, rubbing the offended cheek. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */"&gt;&lt;span style="/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Consider that as a punishment,&amp;rdquo; Hibari replied. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */"&gt;&lt;span style="/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */"&gt;Yamamoto looked up at the prefect, &amp;ldquo;Haha, so I&amp;rsquo;m forgiven?&amp;rdquo; he asked.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */"&gt;&lt;span style="/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */"&gt;Hibari sat down on his chair, and nodded slightly. Yamamoto smiled at Hibari&amp;rsquo;s still-pink face. He really liked making the shorter boy blush. Yamamoto quietly crept behind Hibari, watching him doing whatever he was doing. For a few minutes, neither made a sound. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */"&gt;&lt;span style="/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */"&gt;&amp;ldquo;&amp;hellip;So, can I kiss you now?&amp;rdquo; Yamamoto asked, grinning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I was tempted to write, &amp;ldquo;Can I haz kiss nao?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &amp;nbsp;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */"&gt;&lt;span style="/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY KATSUMERAGI-CHAN :DD&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br type="_moz" /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rainaria:1949</id>
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    <title>BD fic for Kyo-chan~</title>
    <published>2008-09-04T14:31:16Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-04T14:37:43Z</updated>
    <category term="fanfiction - k+"/>
    <category term="fanfiction - hibari/yamamoto"/>
    <category term="fanfiction - reborn!"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;Bd fic For Kyo-Chan~ Hope you like it!&amp;nbsp;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title - Raindrops&lt;br /&gt;Author - rainaria&lt;br /&gt;Rating - K+&lt;br /&gt;Paring - 1880 (HibaYama), with friendship 278059 (TsunaYamaGoku) &lt;br /&gt;Genre - Hinted humour, romance.&lt;br /&gt;Summary - Yamamoto, idiot of the year, goes practicing baseball&amp;nbsp;in the rain, even though he was sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was raining at the Namimori Junior High School. It had started even before the school&amp;rsquo;s first bell rang, and it was still raining after five hours. Yamamoto sat in the classroom, next to the window, and looked outside through the window which, by the way, had small droplets of rainwater on them. He smiled, because the rain had always calmed him down. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;A sneeze came out of his mouth. Yamamoto wasn&amp;rsquo;t feeling well, he was indeed sick. He still insisted, however, to go to school, even after the painful protests coming from his body, and the worried ones from his dad and Tsuna.&amp;nbsp;Gokudera claimed that he didn&amp;rsquo;t care, but his eyes shown otherwise. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;On the last period, he still felt as bad as he did when he came, but he put up a &amp;lsquo;I&amp;rsquo;m-Okay-Not-Sick-At-All&amp;rsquo; face. The bell rang, and practically everyone stood up almost simultaneously, and rushed out the door, that is, after the teacher gave them homework, which ended with a big &amp;lsquo;AAAAAA?!?&amp;rsquo; from the students,&amp;nbsp;and was ignored by the teacher. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;The trio walked away from the class, unlike most of the students. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Ne, Gokudera-kun, could you help me with today&amp;rsquo;s homework?&amp;rdquo; Tsuna said, starting a conversation.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;Gokudera&amp;rsquo;s eyes sparkled with happiness, &amp;ldquo;Of course, Juudaime! Anything for you!&amp;rdquo;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yamamoto, wanna come with?&amp;rdquo; Tsuna asked his other best friend.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;&amp;ldquo;A, no thanks. Maybe I&amp;rsquo;ll stop by later, I-&amp;ldquo; a sneeze &amp;ldquo;-I&amp;rsquo;m gonna practice baseball a while.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yamamoto, are you sure? I mean, you&amp;rsquo;re all worn out,&amp;rdquo; Tsuna asked, the concern obvious in his voice. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Tenth, let the baseball freak die frozen up here if he wants too,&amp;rdquo; Gokudera said, eyes glaring at Yamamoto. Yamamoto thought there was a flash of worry in his eyes, but it disappeared as soon as it came. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Gokudera-kun!&amp;rdquo;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Haha, Gokudera! So funny as always!&amp;rdquo;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;After a few more minutes of talking (for Gokudera, arguing), the three of them reached a junction where one way goes to the practicing field, and the other goes to the school&amp;rsquo;s main gate. Around them were a few people, busy chatting away. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Well, see you guys later,&amp;rdquo; he said, as he furthered away.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yamamoto,&amp;rdquo; Tsuna grabbed his wrist, &amp;ldquo;are you sure? Something might happen.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Haha! Really Tsuna, it&amp;rsquo;s okay! I&amp;rsquo;ll be fine,&amp;rdquo; he replied with a charming smile.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;Gokudera stood there looking at Tsuna, then at Yamamoto as he released Yamamoto&amp;rsquo;s wrist slowly. His eyes shone something, but it was unrecognizable. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Bye!&amp;rdquo; Yamamoto said as he jogged backwards, waving.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;Tsuna, with a small smile, waved back. Gokudera just stared on. They then turned around and started walking away. The two walked in silence, not an uncomfortable one, though, just in silence. Gokudera turned around to get a peek of Yamamoto. Yamamoto was looking at them, with a small smile, standing still. Gokudera turned around abruptly, face red. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;Tsuna felt the warm vibrations coming to his left and asked, &amp;ldquo;Gokudera-kun? Are you alright? You seem kinda red.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;&amp;ldquo;A-ah, Juudaime! I&amp;rsquo;m perfectly fine! It&amp;rsquo;s just and honor to be helping you in this!&amp;rdquo; he said.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;Tsuna nodded, then looked forwards. They then started talking about schoolwork, Yamamoto, and some other random things until they arrived at Tsuna&amp;rsquo;s house where they started doing their homework with math, in which Tsuna &amp;lsquo;HIIIIIII?!?!&amp;rsquo;d. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;--&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;Yamamoto walked to the baseball field, then sat down on a nearby bench. After watching the slow rhythms of the rain, he changed into his usual baseball uniform. He hesitated, in whether to go and practice in the rain or not, but he was determined to be better in baseball, which also helps him in the sword business. Somehow. A few minutes later, he started practicing. Ball after ball was hit, and most of them were homerun. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;The rain slowly calmed down but Yamamoto kept batting. Yamamoto&amp;rsquo;s sneezes became worse, he had stayed under the rain for far too long. A pair of eyes was watching Yamamoto as he practiced on. Hibari. He stood there on the second floor, watching like a predator. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;His eyes showed interest, his hands ached to touch those beautiful-once-spiky hair that was wet, making them stick on his forehead. Yamamoto wiped his face, the water was clouding his vision. He was alone in the fields, but was watched by the head prefect who stood on the second floor. He didn&amp;rsquo;t notice the hard stare he got from the most dangerous person in Namimori. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;Hibari stopped watching him for a moment and continued his rounds. After completing them, he walked towards the fields. Then continued watching from the door, where he stood. He didn&amp;rsquo;t want to get wet. If one saw him, one would think he is a stalker who&amp;rsquo;s stalking Yamamoto. But it wasn&amp;rsquo;t anything two metal tonfas couldn&amp;rsquo;t handle. He smirked. He &lt;i&gt;really &lt;/i&gt;liked the way Yamamoto&amp;rsquo;s wet uniform hung on his (hot) body. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;After about 10 minutes, Yamamoto finally called it quits. Unfortunately for him, his body had already taken more than it could handle. He collapsed. Hibari who didn&amp;rsquo;t notice it at first, wasn&amp;rsquo;t able to catch his hand in time. Yamamoto fell head on. Hibari sighed, then calmly (slowly) walked towards Yamamoto.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;He kicked Yamamoto&amp;rsquo;s side with (an actually small) force. With a &amp;lsquo;hmph&amp;rsquo;, he lifted the boy on his back, then carried the younger boy inside the school, towards the Disciplinary Committee&amp;rsquo;s office. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;--&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;Upon arriving, he immediately put Yamamoto on the leather couch that was in the room. Then,&amp;nbsp;he took off his vest/jacket and put it on the chair behind the table beside the couch. He squatted next to Yamamoto afterwards. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Hmph. Heavier than I thought,&amp;rdquo; he said quietly. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;Running his finger through Yamamoto&amp;rsquo;s hair, he smiled. Again, one should run if one sees one. Uniquely, the smile was a sincere one. He really was happy, because he wanted to do that for awhile now. He twirled Yamamoto&amp;rsquo;s hair a little (1). &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;He took a small towel that was there for the prefects who goes in there to use (Hibari only, that is). He came back towards Yamamoto and examined his bruise on his head, caused by (obviously) the fall. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;Just then, the rain, which had turned to a mist, stopped. Hibari pressed lightly on Yamamoto&amp;rsquo;s forehead. He let out a noise. A grunt? Deciding that he could do it himself, he threw the towel to Yamamoto&amp;rsquo;s head. He turned away, and sat on the chair where his vest/jacket was.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;It took Yamamoto a few minutes to regain his conscious. When he did, he sat up and let his mind slowly register what had happened. He groped his head slowly. And took the towel that was miraculously there (to him, well, he WAS unconscious). &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Hmm?&amp;rdquo; he said. Hibari, who was doing his own work, looked up. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;&amp;ldquo;You&amp;rsquo;re up. Good. Now go,&amp;rdquo; he ordered. And glared. Yamamoto smiled wearily. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Haha, Hibari, did you take me up here? Thanks,&amp;rdquo; he said. He used the towel and wiped his wet hair. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;&amp;hellip; A moment of a nice (?)&amp;nbsp;silence&amp;hellip;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Haha, I&amp;rsquo;m soaked,huh?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;&amp;ldquo;You can&amp;rsquo;t keep quiet, can you?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;Yamamoto opened his mouth to reply, but a sneeze came out instead. He rubbed his nose. Hibari couldn&amp;rsquo;t help but to think that Yamamoto rubbing his nose equals to cute. Like a small bunny wiping it&amp;rsquo;s nose. His eyes narrowed. No, no. I don&amp;rsquo;t think he&amp;rsquo;s cute. No. You know what, Hibari doesn&amp;rsquo;t care. Nope. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;&amp;ldquo;&amp;hellip;Did you catch a cold?&amp;rdquo; he asked. Nope. Definitely NOT worried. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Hmm? Oh, no! I was already sick even before I came to school,&amp;rdquo; he said. Yamamoto then leaned back and left the towel on his (cute, little) head. &amp;ldquo;A~ah, my head hurts!&amp;rdquo; he said, touching his forehead. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Ouch,&amp;rdquo; &amp;lsquo;Guess he found the bruise,&amp;rsquo;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Herbivore, why did you come to school if you were sick?&amp;rdquo; he asked- no, more like demanded to know.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Haha, Hibari, are you worried?&amp;rdquo; he replied, eyes closed. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;&amp;ldquo;No, herbivore,&amp;rdquo; Hibari felt warmness on his face. But he&amp;rsquo;s definitely not blushing. No way. Not even if hell froze over. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;Seeing that there was no other noises from the young baseball player (save sneezes), he rose up. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Takeshi,&amp;rdquo; he said once in front of him. Yamamoto looked up to his senpai, hearing that he called him by his given name, not by the usual &amp;lsquo;herbivore&amp;rsquo;. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Get out,&amp;rdquo; Hibari said with a very murderous glare. He really meant it. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;Yamamoto gave a nervous laugh, then found himself out of the room. With the towel still on his head. He blinked, confused. The door behind him&amp;nbsp;had already been closed. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Return the towel once you&amp;rsquo;re done using it,&amp;rdquo; from the other side of the door. He grinned (might I add, cutely). &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;&amp;ldquo;I guess I&amp;rsquo;ll be coming here again, then!&amp;rdquo; he said. There was no reply. He sneezed. And smiled. After changing back to his usual school uniform in the changing rooms, he jogged out to Tsuna&amp;rsquo;s house, where the two was waiting (worriedly, he was sick), with the towel in his bag.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;THE END.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;--&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(1) This is actually the idea I wanted to put in my other fic, one with Bel/Yama~ (and hints of Squalo/Yama) And, of course, lots of Goku/Yama, and hints of Tuna/Yama xD Might take a while, though. Lol, I&amp;rsquo;m the King (but you&amp;rsquo;re a girl!) of the Lazy Kingdom!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;Lol, sorry for being uber late, Kyo-chan!~ Forgive me, please? :) &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;Omake &amp;ndash; Hibari, on the other hand, opened his drawer where a picture of Yamamoto lay, and touched it lightly. He smirked. One should definitely run if one sees this one, and wants to live. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other Omake - &amp;quot;Yamamoto-kun, why is there a towel in your bag?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Hm? Oh, Hibari lent it to me so I could wipe myself clean,&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;...Wipe yourself clean?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Of the dirt.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Oh.&amp;quot; &amp;lt;-- (thinking dirtily)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rainaria:1362</id>
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    <title>Small Fic for Kyo-Chan!</title>
    <published>2008-08-09T13:38:14Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-09T13:44:12Z</updated>
    <category term="fanfiction - k+"/>
    <category term="fanfiction - all/yamamoto"/>
    <category term="fanfiction - reborn!"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt"&gt;Anime – KHR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt"&gt;Pairings – Implied Guardians/Yama, 5980, 1880, 6980, L80, Ryo80, 2780, if you squint hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt"&gt;--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt"&gt;Happy Birthday Kyo-chan!~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt"&gt;This is a minor ficlet! The main one will be uploaded in about 1-2 weeks! Sorry, but the 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; most important exam is this Monday! So sorry! This kinda is like a drabble~ Hope this will be enough for you to read while waiting for the main one! This is also a very, very short drabble~ Enjoy, Kyo-chan! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt"&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Here! Pick Me!"&gt;--&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;The rain. The rain is so... Beautiful. The rain protects its friends, it tries its best to live life to the fullest. The rain is oblivious, but not as oblivious as one would think. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;The storm. The storm needs the rain, no matter what the storm says. It needs the rain in order for it to become a storm. To unlock its full potential. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;The cloud. The cloud produces the rain, and guides it. Even if the cloud always say it doesn’t need anyone, it still protects the rain, and guides it, because the cloud knows that it would feel empty without the rain. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;The mist. The mist is the aftermath of the rain, following without the rain knowing, trailing behind without the rain knowing the mist will always be behind the rain, having the rain’s back if it ever needed the mist. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;The lightning. The lighting doesn’t always come in rains, but the lightning still comes, letting the rain know that the lightning is there for it.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;The sun. The sun isn’t normally seen mixing with the rain, but when it does, it gives out a beautiful rainbow. The combination of two unlikely... &lt;i&gt;people? &lt;/i&gt;It brings the happiness in both their hearts and in others near.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;The sky. The sky is and always will be protected by the rain, and vice versa. They are there for each other, for now and forever.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;When you think about it, none of them could live without the rain’s calming and cooling aura. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;And truth be told, neither can the rain.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;--&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;OWARI~&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;--&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;Hope you like it Kyo-chan! (:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;Random Note:I love the rain. It’s my favourite weather, now and forever. Lol *points up*. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>8018 fic!~</title>
    <published>2008-07-13T09:42:28Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-13T13:58:17Z</updated>
    <category term="fanfiction - k+"/>
    <category term="fanfiction - yamamoto/hibari"/>
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    <content type="html">&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt"&gt;Anime – Katekyou Hitman Reborn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt"&gt;Pairing – 8018 / YamaHiba / 1880 / HibaYama&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt"&gt;Num 18 , Content, made this specially for Hibari~ And a gift for dayea in dA~ Shes an awesome artist! Go visit her naw! This is a very, &lt;i&gt;very &lt;/i&gt;short oneshot, btw! Might be a bit OOC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Clicky!~"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rainaria : Hello! This is, like the Blank one, for the 100 moods~ I already did 1/5 of it in my book! Forgive me if it’s not so great! I’m still an amature writer. Dayea / Kyokou, you’re an awesome artist! Okay, onwards with the story! &lt;div style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt"&gt;Disclaimer : I don’t own KHR, nor do I make any money for this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt"&gt;linelinelinelinelinelineline&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt"&gt;The school has ended, and Yamamoto is currently walking up towards the rooftop.&amp;nbsp;Tsuna had been tricked by Reborn into training, resulting in them ‘destroying’ the baseball training ground, and of course, Yamamoto being oblivious, thought that they were playing. Gokudera fainted when Bianchi came, in order to actually help Reborn train Tsuna, and now he’s somewhere in the nurse’s office. Yamamoto didn’t stay around to help train Tsuna, as it was a request from Reborn to train Tsuna without Yamamoto. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt"&gt;He walked slowly, and as he pushed the doors open, he saw a very familiar looking person wearing the disciplinary committee’s uniform. He was surprised at first, and hesitated whether to go in or run away, but seeing that Hibari’s asleep, he took a step forward. Yamamoto looked at Hibari’s face. He never saw him asleep before, and found it interesting. He thought that Hibari’s face resembled a- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt"&gt;“What do you want, herbivore?” Hibari asked, suddenly opening his eyes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt"&gt;Yamamoto was startled, but covered it with a laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt"&gt;“Haha! Never thought that you’d sleep up here, Hibari!” He took a few more steps torwards Hibari (rainaria-bravely!), and flopped next to the prefect. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt"&gt;“What do you want, herbivore?” He asked again, annoyance filled his voice. He, however wasn’t going to do anything. He was too tired to. Hey, he had a long day today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt"&gt;“Haha,” he smiled, “I just wanted to sit her, enjoy the wind and all!”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt"&gt;Hibari look at him funnily, partly because it had a mixture of tiredness and confusion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;“I’d bite you to death, you know.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt"&gt;“Nah, I don’t think so! You seem too tired to do it.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt"&gt;“Get out of here before I do it,” he threatened with a serious face, with his tonfas out from god knows where.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt"&gt;“Haha!” Yamamoto laughed. He became braver, and he ruffled Hibari’s hair. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt"&gt;There was a slight blush on Hibari’s face as he turned away, hoping the swordsman wouldn’t notice. He obviously didn’t. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt"&gt;“Wait, how’d you know I was up here just now? I thought you were sleeping?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt"&gt;“I’m a light sleeper,” was the simple answer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt"&gt;Silence then filled the air as both of them didn’t know what to say. It was, however a comfortable silence. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt"&gt;Some time passed and without him noticing, Yamamoto started to doze off, his head finally on the other’s shoulders. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt"&gt;At first, Hibari wanted to shrug the other off, or at least beat the boy dead, but looking at his sleeping, peaceful, tired and... &lt;i&gt;cute(?) f&lt;/i&gt;ace, he couldn’t.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt"&gt;Eventually, he too dozed off. His head fell on Yamamoto’s. Yamamoto felt the sudden weigh and was woken up.&amp;nbsp;Without moving his head, he took a peek to know who it was. Once he realized it was Hibari, he decided that&amp;nbsp;felt quite content on their position, and went back to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt"&gt;&lt;b&gt;OWARI&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt"&gt;Finished! I just HAD to put the word content in it, okay! Um, so.... Uh, see ya! I’ll be posting more later! &lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt"&gt;When I get the productive feeling! Sorry I can't write a long oneshot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>Yay!</title>
    <published>2008-07-12T11:27:53Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-12T11:27:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I have icons now!~~~ I'll post some ff later~&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'll go write some moar~&lt;br /&gt;Byebye!&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>KHR chap 198</title>
    <published>2008-06-22T08:27:33Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-17T15:46:41Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Oh, well... I figured, hey, this is a journal, so what the heck~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HMG!!!~ Yama! He's finally fighting!&lt;br /&gt;My first though when I saw Phantom Knight, OMG!&lt;br /&gt;He looks like a girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And SupaTsu!&lt;br /&gt;Spanner definetly likes Tsuna, he's helping him, and betraying the Milliefiore.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I found some YamaRebo in here~&lt;br /&gt;But then again, there was some LalYama too~&lt;br /&gt;He saved her! Where'd they came from, I'll never know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOH! The first style of Shigure Souen!&lt;br /&gt;Cool! Go Yama GO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone wondering WHAT happend to Uni in the meeting with Bya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Lol, molested&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha... I read this yesterday, so my fangirlism has decreased... ^^;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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