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  <pubDate>Wed, 23 Sep 2009 15:38:33 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>coming together, ever so slowly</title>
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  <description>I had my desktop upgraded this week, it&apos;s been on the verge of dying on me for a while, I decided to do it. And since I do all my updating of the DWP listing and stuff from my desktop, all my files are on here and also the program. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I finally got it back several days later and now I have to install everything all over again. But now I got my photoshop and dreamweaver back, I can update again. Probably tomorrow night. I still got a few more things to do yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate doing anything with my desktop, really.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 27 Aug 2009 10:34:59 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>listing update</title>
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  <description>It&apos;s a couple of days late, but the DWP listing is updated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a new resin kid in the family this week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He&apos;s a Lati Yellow Special Magician ver. Ruki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.flickr.com/photos/7545534@N04/3846099658/&quot; title=&quot;Ruki by Xavacid, on Flickr&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2553/3846099658_fa28cc1ec6.jpg&quot; width=&quot;375&quot; height=&quot;500&quot; alt=&quot;Ruki&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to get the pair, but well, that&apos;s a bit more money than I&apos;m willing to pay at the moment. I saw the new MD on Soom, and wow, they are so adorable. Too many dolls too little money I&apos;d say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I need to come up with a name, and also finished coloring in Buffy Babies by the end of this month.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 14 Jul 2009 09:27:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>update : DWP</title>
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  <description>I&apos;ve just update DWP fic listing.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 21 Mar 2009 05:25:08 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>update : DWP Listing</title>
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  <description>Another Listing update. 2 weeks worth of posting.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 15 Mar 2009 19:02:25 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>quick fix : Office Chair</title>
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  <description>Since I came back home I went through 2 office chairs... really, I didn&apos;t think I&apos;d go through that many in 4 years... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, the first one I bought, nothing&apos;s wrong with it, I just want a bigger one. :) So I bought a second one... a big more expensive than the first, but more comfortable... Anyhow... last week, it gave out on me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, office chair... the gas thing died on me... I was just sitting down (after gotten up to get something mere minutes earlier) and it slowly lower to the bottom. So I got up, adjusting the height again.. And again, it slowly lower to the bottom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went and searched for a way to fix this, since the rest of it was fine. But the only answer I got was that I have to change the gas lift. I thought, hair furniture store. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to 2 big ones, they said they don&apos;t have the parts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to home improvement store, they suggested I went to the place I bought it and have it repair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell no!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I bought a PVC pipe.. 1.5&quot; in diameter, 2 of them, it&apos;s only about 5 inches long for each (it was a connector or something) I thought this would woke, after all, I don&apos;t adjust the height at all when I use the chair. So, something to hold the seat up would work and there!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides it&apos;s a hell of a lot cheaper than getting the parts, or waiting for repair. I just had to cut out a section and force the pipe around the core and that&apos;s it!</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 03 Mar 2009 17:44:02 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>handmade : doll trunk 2</title>
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  <description>Continue :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/xavacid/pic/0001ca5f/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/xavacid/pic/0001ca5f/s320x240&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I added a padding to the doll slot, it&apos;s a rubber foam thing, about 1/4 inch thick in blue. I also cut out a design... it&apos;s a bird, :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/xavacid/pic/0001d81w/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/xavacid/pic/0001d81w/s320x240&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Closer look. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TBC I&apos;ll have to get the photo from my Laptop.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 03 Mar 2009 17:37:08 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>handmade : doll trunk</title>
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  <description>My sister, my mom recently got into Blythe, yeah... that weird little doll. And me being the DIY type... I made a doll trunk... my aunt snatched it up at the end, but it was the first one, which I made to figure things out, what worked and what didn&apos;t, stuff like that... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/xavacid/pic/00018sew/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/xavacid/pic/00018sew/s320x240&quot; width=&quot;180&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t have the very first picture, but this is the left side. Also first few mistakes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/xavacid/pic/000192qe/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/xavacid/pic/000192qe/s320x240&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the drawers finished, the handles I used blue ribbon and glued 2 strips of red leather strips on top, then I attached it with hot glue and put in 2 thumb tacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/xavacid/pic/0001azft/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/xavacid/pic/0001azft/s320x240&quot; width=&quot;180&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The closet side, it was a bit neater than the other side.. because I started to learn a few things. :) Or rather, making it easier on myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/xavacid/pic/0001bht6/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/xavacid/pic/0001bht6/s320x240&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a hanging rod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TBC</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 03 Mar 2009 17:28:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>update : DWP Listing</title>
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  <description>I finally got to about the 12th of February, yes, it&apos;s a slow going thing. I&apos;ll get more up tomorrow, because the more I leave it, the more I have to add at one time. I&apos;ve been w/o my connection for 2 days at home, made me crazy I tell ya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow... update to &lt;a href=&quot;http://crypticrain.com/dwp/index.html&quot; target=&quot;blank&quot;&gt;DWP Fanfiction Listing&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 29 Sep 2008 18:16:45 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>fanart : Truth and Measure Book (dwp) pt. 2</title>
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  <description>So, this is the second post for T&amp;M book making project.  It is not finished yet, because I had to stop for a bit, but I got the front cover almost done... what&apos;s left is only the Author&apos;s name (the fabulous Telanu) And the back cover then I will be able to assemble the book and be done. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here&apos;s the sort of progression of the cover. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I changed the paper I use for the cover. Still the blue, but different paper. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/xavacid/pic/00011r66/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/xavacid/pic/00011r66/s320x240&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the template. I had to cut through both side of the folder. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/xavacid/pic/000128h3/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/xavacid/pic/000128h3/s320x240&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s Miranda, the color&apos;s a little off, cause of the flash on the camera. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/xavacid/pic/00013hx4/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/xavacid/pic/00013hx4/s320x240&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Andy... again kinda hard to see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/xavacid/pic/00014r1w/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/xavacid/pic/00014r1w/s320x240&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both together and a bit of color. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/xavacid/pic/000150r0/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/xavacid/pic/000150r0/s320x240&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Closer look and a bit more color. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/xavacid/pic/00016htx/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/xavacid/pic/00016htx/s320x240&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is how the cover looks right now. I put this right on the scanner instead of taking photo of it, so the color is better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/xavacid/pic/00017deh/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/xavacid/pic/00017deh/s320x240&quot; width=&quot;188&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I just have to finish the back and the little here and there, oh and Telanu&apos;s name, of course. BTW. if you&apos;re reading this, let me know if you have any particular way to writing your name... you know (la) Telanu or just Telanu or... whichever, I can still do that. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for viewing.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 12 Sep 2008 16:28:25 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>The Book : Truth and Measure Book (dwp)</title>
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  <description>So, I&apos;ve been printing out and making a book. It&apos;s the epic Truth and Measure by Telanu. It&apos;s almost finished, only a little left to do (unless I change my mind... ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve been staring at it and measuring (ha ha) and cutting and gluing that I&apos;m almost going crossed-eye now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warning : heavy image..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.... &lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the 2 piece of of cardboard that&apos;s going to be the cover. I had to change the blade a couple times to cut these.. The thing is way too thick. I think I&apos;m gonna find something else more suitable for next project. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/xavacid/pic/0000q9p5/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/xavacid/pic/0000q9p5/s320x240&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I printed it out in parts, and once it&apos;s printed I clamped each part down, so I can measure the margin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/xavacid/pic/0000rdfh/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/xavacid/pic/0000rdfh/s320x240&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half way there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/xavacid/pic/0000s1wr/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/xavacid/pic/0000s1wr/s320x240&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Front page. Because Telanu had it on Truth and Measure page.. :) And I liked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/xavacid/pic/0000tcrt/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/xavacid/pic/0000tcrt/s320x240&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For part 6 I had to print out page by page by page by page (you get the idea) because I don&apos;t want to screw anything up.. It&apos;s 100 pages, so 50 sheets of paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/xavacid/pic/0000wkg5/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/xavacid/pic/0000wkg5/s320x240&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poke holes.. at first I thought 5 is enough, but I had to take out the stitches and make another 4 more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/xavacid/pic/0000x7ez/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/xavacid/pic/0000x7ez/s320x240&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally all the stitches are done and nothing is coming loose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/xavacid/pic/0000ysq6/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/xavacid/pic/0000ysq6/s320x240&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fitting of the cover. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/xavacid/pic/0000zb2h/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/xavacid/pic/0000zb2h/s320x240&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mock up... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/xavacid/pic/00010fpz/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/xavacid/pic/00010fpz/s320x240&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s almost there, I wanted to post all the pictures but that would be way way too much. And the Book isn&apos;t finish yet.. :) Still more to do still more.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 29 Aug 2008 20:53:21 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>ficart/fanart  : Truth and Measure</title>
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  <description>This was going to be the cover for Truth and Measure, The Devil Wears Prada fanfiction written by the fabulous Telanu -- that I printed out and bind into a book. Of course I ran low on ink and I don&apos;t wanna risk having it completely out while I was printing half a chapter, because I got a bunch of printouts ruined that way. I&apos;m gonna pick up an ink cartridge before I print the rest of the story. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note : the keyword here is &apos;was going to&apos; I don&apos;t think I&apos;m gonna use it for a cover anymore. I decided on hardcover, so I might use a part of it, and write the title by hand or something. I&apos;ll decide when I get to that point. Anyhow, here it is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/xavacid/pic/0000p5gg/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/xavacid/pic/0000p5gg/s320x240&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not too bad, I hope.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 31 Jul 2008 19:29:04 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>fanart : DWP Miranda/Andy</title>
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  <description>It&apos;s been a while that I did any fanart, the mood struck me tonight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fandom : The Devil Wears Prada&lt;br /&gt;Poster Girls : Andrea Sachs/Miranda Priestly&lt;br /&gt;Lyric : Better Than Drug [Skillet]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/xavacid/pic/0000k9pb/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/xavacid/pic/0000k9pb/s320x240&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comments are welcome.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 25 May 2008 15:21:02 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>fanfic : Happy Birthday, Love (11/?, Mai HiME, S/N)</title>
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  <description>Hi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s been forever since my last post at all. Life has been a b*tch with a capital B. My father passed a few months ago, after over a month of hospital, alternative healing and stuff. We knew it was inevitable, but well... Anyhow, things aren&apos;t settled down yet, but I did write a little, so I decided to post. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, if it seemed scatter, it&apos;s because my brain is. I apologize for the long wait. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Happy Birthday, Love&lt;br /&gt;by X&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pt. 11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Natsuki found herself once again in one of the Bistro that was famous for healthy food, just the type that Shizuru would frequent. And frequent she did, clearly from the way the waiters in the place falling all over themselves to get Shizuru the best seat in the house, practically chasing other people out of their way, so that the Fujino heiress could get to the seat without any obstacle in her way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So, what can we get you today?” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ara, what would Shindou-san recommend today?” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man beamed with delight as he rattled off a few selections from the menu for them. The selection that promised to be delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For rabbits that is, Natsuki thought with a cringe while looking down at the menu in her hands. There was nothing she wanted, so she resigned herself to Shizuru&apos;s guidance. Let&apos;s hope she order something edible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When her girlfriend placed the order, their host bowed almost to the floor and the Ice Princess rolled her eyes. These people were sucking up to Shizuru, because she was a Fujino, she knew, and Natsuki was glad that no one seemed to know her beloved girl better than herself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ne, Shizuru.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes, Natsuki?” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Can I have a little mayo?” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She watched those crimson colored eye narrowed slightly, but it was not out of displeasure, more like amusement, since the tawny haired girl seemed to be suppressing a laugh. She was expecting it, that was clear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Of course, Natsuki can have her mayonnaise, but not too much. I do not what you to cover your food in it.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lone wolf, nodded quickly, afraid that if she disagree, then she might not get any at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally when their orders arrived, Natsuki was surprised that they were very good and not as tasteless and greasy as she thought they would be, and when a small order of her beloved sauce served, the lone wolf went at her meal like the starving girl that she was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until Shizuru gave a small laugh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Mou, Shizuru,” the dark-haired HiME pouted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ara, Natsuki&apos;s attacking her meal like it’s her enemy.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cute blush rose up on the porcelain cheeks and immediately the younger girl sat straighter and slow down her chewing. Speaking of enemy, if she saw her meal as that, she wouldn’t be able to eat anything. Suddenly the image of that teal colored hair woman popped into her head and Natsuki shook her head to get rid of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, her meal would be ruin if she thought that way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Tomoe-san.” Tomoe was ready to spit fire at who ever dare to stop her from leaving the University ground. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She couldn’t believe what was happening, Fujino-sama wasn’t going to be in class today and probably tomorrow as well and everyone else seemed to have turned into idiots. Even the professors, how was she supposed to do anything if she was surrounded by these people all day everyday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could Fujino Shizuru-sama miss this many days of school? And it was almost her birthday, how could Tomoe give her the birthday present if she wasn’t going to be in school. And the teal-haired woman had spent so much time over the past month looking for just the right gift too. There was another alternative, she could send the gift to Fujino’s house, but then she would not be able to see her beloved Fujino-sama. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was unacceptable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Tomoe-san?” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magamori finally took a deep breath, and met the one that called her fully, she schooled her face into passiveness as she came to recognize the other girl, Yayoi Miya, another member of the Fujino fanclub. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Miya-san.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hello, Tomoe-san,” the girl was a bit breathless. “How are you today?” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m doing fine, how are you?” The politeness was ridiculous, Tomoe thought, but she indulged in it anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Fine, fine,” she seemed to finally calm her breath down, Miya stood up straighter. “Have you seen Fujino-sama? She wasn’t in her English class today and I was wondering if you saw her, you have more classes with her than anyone else… and well… no one seemed to see her anywhere.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“She’s absent today, Miya-san.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“OH…” the girl’s face fell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Yeah, that’s how I felt, you people should feel even worse than I do.’ Tomoe thought viciously. ‘What would you think if I tell you that Fujino-sama has a girlfriend?’ She proceeded to open her mouth, about to tell the other girl exactly that, but then she stopped herself. She didn’t even know who this girl was and how long they had been together, what if they were only together for a short time, and what if they could be broken up? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, it didn’t look like that dark-haired girl live around here, distance did not always make the heart grow fonder after all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Is there anything else, Miya-san?” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No, I was just…” The girl hesitated. “It’s almost her birthday and I wanted to ask her something.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well, I’m sure she’ll be back soon, Miya-san.” Tomoe said, making the lie sound sincere. “I must be going now.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh… see you later, Tomoe-san.” Yayoi Miya gave a small bowed and ran off, her steps seemed a bit lighter now that she thought her idol would be back to school soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomoe stood there for a moment longer, trying to decide what to do next. Where could she possibly go find out about that girl, that ungainly and barely suited for someone like Fujino Shizuru-sama. She had to be creative, Tomoe decided. It had to start somewhere, but where?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magamori Tome spent the rest of the afternoon wandering around the school, thinking. She needed to know where this girl came from, she wasn&apos;t in Kyoto University that was for sure, but was she even in Kyoto altogether? But if she even in Kyoto, then someone would&apos;ve spotted them together before this weekend, after all, someone like Fujino-sama was easy to spot, and so anyone that was with her, would&apos;ve been easy to notice as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the Fujino&apos;s heir didn&apos;t seem like she&apos;s hiding anything. If the way they were walking together on Saturday night was any indication. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in conclusion, Tomoe came to, this girl probably wasn&apos;t in Kyoto. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because she had never seen her before Saturday night, and Tomoe had never missed anything that had anything to do with her idol and crush, Fujino Shizuru-sama. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, where could Fujino-sama meet a girl like this, she was obviously a delinquent with no manner, so it was not possible for them to meet in something that their family arranged. Besides, she had never heard of any Kuga&apos;s. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, she thought, there was something in Fujino-sama&apos;s student record, something that could, perhaps, give her some clue as to where she could start to look. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomoe felt a sliver of hope, she had been putting in time as a volunteer at the Administrative Office, after all, that was how she found out about Fujino-sama&apos;s birthday before anyone else. All those tedious tasks of arranging and cleaning files cabinet was worth it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was going to come in very handy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Do you think I should call Haruka-chan?” Yukino asked in a small voice as her phone once again being filled with text messages, and miss calls. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mai scratched her head with a sigh, she didn’t know what she should say to Yukino regarding Haruka. The blonde bulldozer wasn’t one to keep her feeling hidden, as they all knew, she would loudly announce everything she was thinking to the general public whenever and wherever. So the orange-top knew, like Yukino had already came to a conclusion that if Suzushiro Haruka felt something more than friendship toward her childhood friend, she would’ve said so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And look at the way she approached everything, they also knew that Suzushiro Haruka would never allowed there to be any &apos;what ifs&apos;. And Tokiha knew that it was probably why the mousy girl felt the way she was feeling right now. To love someone so virtually unattainable, and actually be so certain about it, too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yukino...” Mai started, even though she had no idea what she could say. After all, maybe the best Yukino could hope for was to be continue to be Suzushiro Haruka&apos;s best friend. But they all knew how it was going to be, if the girl was hurting now, then it was going to hurt more later down the road. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Maybe you can tell her how you feel,” the orange-top suggested. “It might be the only way to make this better.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Large brown eyes turned to her, and Mai winced when she saw the tear brimming in them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“But you didn&apos;t hear what she said to Fujino-san that night.” Yuniko said miserably. “She meant it, that Fujino-san&apos;s feeling toward Natsuki was unnatural. She disapproved of it.” Tears came in two small trails down her cheeks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“There&apos;s no way Haruka-chan&apos;s going to accept my feeling.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“But Yukino-chan, you might be wrong. She might accept it, even if she didn&apos;t return it.” Mai was trying very hard to be supportive, but they both knew. Haruka was strong-willed and when she set her mind to something it was impossible to get her to change it. The student often called her small-mind dictator, not to her face obviously, but that was an accurate description of what Suzushiro Haruka was like. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a small wonder that Mai didn’t break down and call Haruka herself. She was running out of comforting words, and fast. Kikukawa wasn’t going to budge an inch about any of the suggestions, she was dead set on not confronting her fear, and her most precious person. And they all knew how it could end up, they had example, after all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that particular example was now living happily ever after. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even someone as dense as their resident lone wolf could recognize good thing when she saw it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mai thought that maybe Haruka was even denser than Kuga to not see how her best friend felt about her, especially when there were only glasses in the way of those brown eyes. Yukino was not very good at hiding her feeling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The oranged top let her eyes wandered over to the clock briefly and felt panic settled over her. Mikoto was due to come back any minute now, and she didn’t even start cooking yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was going to be…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her thought was interrupted when a loud bang followed by a blurry shape of the feral girl leaping through the open door and right at her breast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;TBC</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 29 Mar 2008 17:47:51 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>fanart : Terminator : The Sarah Connor Chronicles wallpaper</title>
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  <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/xavacid/pic/0000fegx/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/xavacid/pic/0000fegx/s320x240&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; height=&quot;200&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just something I did while trying to concentrate on other things that aren&apos;t too depressing. And since I&apos;ve just finished watching all of the Terminator : TSCC. I decided to do this, because I like Cameron. :)</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 29 Feb 2008 06:48:39 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>to explain my absent</title>
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  <description>Hi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is to explain why I haven&apos;t been updating, even though I should. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did write more to the story (I really did!!) but thing&apos;s been real crazy and my father recently been diagnosed with liver cancer. Last stage, so all the work ended up on me, opening and closing and everything in between because my mother is taking care of him. He&apos;s in pain a lot of time, at least not all of the time. Which is a blessing, since it render him to tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I can&apos;t really see things getting any less busy, I&apos;ll get back into writing. After all I need the distraction. So, I&apos;m expecting to be able to update sometime soon. Maybe middle of March. Hopefully before that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the mean time I might do silly little artwork and such and post just for the hack of it.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 06 Dec 2007 18:36:08 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>fanart : Miranda Priestly (DWP fanart)</title>
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  <description>This is the third one I worked on but second one finished. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poster girl : Miranda Priestly [Meryl Streep]&lt;br /&gt;Song : Meet Your Master [NIN]&lt;br /&gt;Whodidit : me again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/xavacid/pic/0000e5pr/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/xavacid/pic/0000e5pr/s320x240&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; height=&quot;192&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope you like it.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 30 Nov 2007 20:36:56 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>fanart : Miranda (DWP fanart)</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m trying to get back on the horse (as they say) I haven&apos;t been doing any collages for a while now, this will be my first in a long, long while. (I was procrastinating from doing the work... yes) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/xavacid/pic/0000de06/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/xavacid/pic/0000de06/s320x240&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you like it.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 06 Nov 2007 07:51:32 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>fic: Happy Birthday, Love [Mai HiME, S/N, 10/?]</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m sorry it took me so long. *sigh* I tried, really. Anyhow.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Happy Birthday, Love&lt;br /&gt;by X&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pt. 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomoe gripped her rolled up notebook tightly in her hands, after the Saturday night encounter she hardly had any sleep at all. The images of her beloved Fujino-sama and that uncultured girl burned into the back of her eyelids, everytime she closed her eyes, she saw them walking together, hands holding one another. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She couldn’t take it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far she had yet to tell anyone in the unofficial-Fujino Shizuru-sama-club, that their beloved idol did, indeed, have an actual girlfriend. She didn’t want to tell anyone, because she did not want it to be true, and by telling the others, it would make the whole thing more real, and she could not handle that. Not now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not ever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entire Saturday night and Sunday she recalled all the time she tried to talk to Fujino-sama, tried – in a rather subtle way—to ask her out, just like most of their fanclub, and was turned down, politely, but firmly. And the times she saw her talking on the phone with the expression that she could not quite place, when they all were allowed to accompanied her from class to class, but it was never like they really accompanied her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomoe always felt this distance between Fujino Shizuru-sama and the rest of them, and while they were actually surrounding her, they weren’t really with her at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She remembered distinctively one time, they were all accompanied her, as she would allowed them when they made their request to walk, or talk with her. Fujino Shizuru seemed to be a true people person, she never seemed to turn anyone down, always accepting gifts they brought her, and despite the fact that they all were in university now, none of the female population of the student body and some men never seemed to grow out of their adolescent crushes and behavior. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a phone call, Tomoe was there, closest to her at that point, having just won the right by staring down some other girls, Fujino’s heir took one look at the display, and immediately excused herself. Some of them were protesting, and begging to not be dismissed, that was the one time that she heard a sharp tone out of those pink lips. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then while they all were picking their jaws off of the ground the graceful beauty slipped away. Several of them considered following her, and several of them actually did, Tomoe was one of the ones that did, they however found her only too late. The Fujino&apos;s heiress already drove away in her midnight blue sportcar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She paced around the university&apos;s bookstore, the turmoil in her mind did not allow her to find the book that she was looking for, luckily there was no one else in the store at the moment, she could just imagine what she must&apos;ve looked like walking around the same section for over ten minutes and not picking up anything yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the worst thing was that when she got to her class this morning she found that Fujino-sama was not in class. At first she was hoping that maybe the tawny hair Goddess was only late for the morning, but as the class started she realized that this was not the case. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it was close to the time for second class of the day, that she also had with her idol, there was still no sign of the woman. She could only conclude that Fujino Shizuru was not going to attend school today, much to her dismayed. And a thought occurred to her that made her see red, her absolute perfect woman was taking the day off from the important study to be with that girl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kuga Natsuki, she would have to find out who this girl was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly she was plugged out of her musing by a name. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomoe heard the voice of the clerk at the counter in the front greeting someone, someone that she desperately wanted to see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her legs took her to the front of the store as quickly as humanly possible, her heart beat wildly in her chest, happy that she was right about her earlier assumption, that Fujino Shizuru-sama was simply late for the class. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once she cleared the shelves, her purple eyes zeroed in on the tall figure clad in gray overcoat, her pale brown haired was unmistakable, just as the lyrical tone in her voice when she chatted with the pimply face boy that was mentally drooling over her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Fujino-sama.” Tomoe called out, her legs carried her over in several quick strides. “I was starting to think that you weren&apos;t going to to come today.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shizuru blinked in surprise once, but she let the small polite smile came over her face, the look on the other woman&apos;s face was a childish adoration, and really Shizuru was not one to be rude, especially to a cute girl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh, I am not attending any class today, Magamori-san. I simply have to pick up a book I ordered awhile back.” She held up a thick textbook for the other woman to see, then putting it back down so that the clerk could wrap it up for her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomoe knew that the disappointed look on her face was clear for the world to see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“B... but you&apos;ll be in class tomorrow, right?” she asked in a rush, her voice shaking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No, I don&apos;t imagine so, Magamori-san.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another proverbial arrow shot straight to her chest at the suffix, no matter how many time she asked her idol to call her by her first name, it never happened. Fujino Shizuru continued to call her by her last name. And the knowledge that she would also have to spend the next day without being able to see her crush... She did not know what to do now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Are you getting a book as well?” Shizuru asked, just to be polite, while the clerk seemed to take the longest time possible wrapping up her purchase. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes, Fujino-sama.” Then Tomoe realized that she didn&apos;t have the book she was looking for in hand, and in fact she hadn&apos;t been able to find it in her pacing the last fifteen minutes or so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shizuru nodded then turned to the pimply face boy to accept the package. “Ookini.” She gave him a smile, watching his face erupted in red, which amused her to no end. And inside she noted that no one blushed as cute as her beloved, mayo-addict, lone wolf. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I will take my leave now, have a good day, Magamori-san.” Shizuru gave a small bow and started to walk away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomoe, who was still deep in her own anguish came out of it as soon as she hear her name. The Fujino&apos;s heiress was leaving and there was nothing she could do to make her stay, quickly the teal-colored hair classmate stepped after her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Wait, Fujino-sama, let me walk you out.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shizuru turned slightly to see Tomoe following her out, her first instinct was to say no, but then she saw the hopeful look in her purple colored eyes and she thought about it for a moment. Among all her fanclub, Magamori Tomoe was probably the one that did just about anything to be near her, it was rather flattering, but at the same time it&apos;s quite worrisome as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe letting Magamori Tomoe walked her to the cafeteria to see her and Natsuki together again wasn&apos;t such a bad thing. She didn&apos;t want there to be any lingering thought in her classmate about the chances that she imagined she might have. Because there wasn&apos;t any. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“If you&apos;d like,” the tawny haired woman finally said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomoe nodded happily and they started walking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Where are you heading, Fujino-sama?” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh, cafeteria.” Shizuru smiled serenely at her. “Natsuki is waiting for me there.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She watching with detached expression as the other woman&apos;s face fell. The tawny-haired woman figured that by now most of the so-called fanclub knew about her being out with a girl on Saturday night, because Tomoe would definitely tell them, but since she did not attend any class today, and probably for the next two days, she didn&apos;t have to deal with weepy girls flocking around her and begged her to tell them that it was no true. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shizuru inwardly sighed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily their walk was a short one, she thought as she saw the entrance to the cafeteria came into view, even at her distance she could see the dark-haired beauty sitting by the window, a can of soda and a plate of something was on the table, clearly Natsuki was eating, like she said she would. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She could only hope that whatever it was, was not covered in mayonnaise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomoe felt like screaming, when she saw that the girl from the other night was indeed waiting for her beloved Fujino-sama, she could never mistake that girl for anyone else, even after only one extremely short meeting. From beside her, she could see the expression on her idol’s face brightened and a smile that she had never had the privilege of seeing before was there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That gentle, and loving smile, however slight, was enough to make her heart skip a beat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She thought that Fujino Shizuru was beautiful before, with her polite smile and soft spoken words, but now she was breathtaking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thought hurt her more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then as they approached, the girl in waiting turned to their direction, clear green eyes dismissed Tomoe entirely, and seeming only had her sight set on one person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kuga Natsuki only got a sandwich with a small amount of mayonnaise on it with a can of soda, she didn’t think that Shizuru would take all that long to just get one book, and she might not be able to even finish the sandwich, but she got it anyway, the breakfast earlier did not really fill her up, what with Shizuru’s father being there and as she had learned, Fujino Shin was terrible at teasing, he was – if it was even possible – worse than Shizuru. And now she knew that it ran in the family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even her mother was the same, except less. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn’t that she didn’t like her girlfriend’s parents, as far as she was concerned they were very accepting of her and their only daughter’s relationship. Natsuki could only imagine what it would’ve been like had that not been the case. She couldn’t imagine having to give up Shizuru, and she didn’t think that her beloved tawny haired Goddess would stand for that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as for an orphan like her, she didn’t want to see someone lose their parents, even if it wasn’t through death. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their teasing though – after they accepted her into the family, of course – always distracted her so much that she barely touch any food in front of her, as a result she was starving. And lunch was a few hours yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lone wolf sighed softly, another thing about being with the older girl was that she was becoming pretty schedule oriented, she ate regularly now, almost at a set schedule, breakfast, lunch and dinner. It also did help that Mai was such a motherhen like she was, Natsuki almost never worried about her own lunch, since Mai always packed a bento for her everyday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As she ate, Natsuki was look at the time, her food was almost gone and her girlfriend had yet to show up, and the dark-haired ex-HiME was starting to worry. But she contained herself, it wasn’t as if they were in any danger of an attack anymore. Besides, this was Shizuru’s school, there was no fear of the girl getting lost anywhere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she came to the last and most logical conclusion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fujino Shizuru was probably detained by the Fujino Shizuru’s fanclub. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kuga scoffed silently to herself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She never liked those girls, not while Shizuru was still attending Fuka and especially not here in Kyoto. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They should really get a life, and their own girlfriend, instead of groveled and worshipped other people’s. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe she really should go look for her, who knew, maybe the older girl needed a rescue. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her thought stopped short when her phone beeped, signaling an incoming message. With a quick flick of her wrist, she except the message and read it. She had no doubt about whom the message was from, and she was right. It was Mai asking about her day and wished her a good time with Shizuru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unaware of what was going on with her friends in Fuka, Natsuki sent text message back, assuring her friend that she was, indeed, having a good time with Shizuru, but gave no details, after all, she didn&apos;t think her orange-haired friend wanted to know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, Mai was in a sort of relationship with Tate Yuuichi, with Shioh acted as a buffer between them. She felt a little sorry for her friend, though, to get no private time with her sort-of-boyfriend. When were they going to make the relationship official, Natsuki didn&apos;t know. But she wished them all the best, just as they had done with her and Shizuru. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After hitting send button, the dark-haired Ice Princess held her phone open for a little while longer, trying to decide if she should call her girlfriend up and ask if she needed a rescue. Surely, getting a couple books should not take this long. But she didn&apos;t want to seem overeager, this was Shizuru&apos;s business, something she had to do, and she could&apos;ve done it at her leisure if Natsuki didn&apos;t decide to surprise her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was another bad thing about Shizuru being in Kyoto, she was closer to her parents and thus closer to their company, the whole thing equal more work, it was a miracle of all miracle that Shizuru managed to clear her schedule in such a short notice, and even though she said that it was nothing, that Natsuki was more important than anyone or anything, she didn&apos;t think that her parents saw it that way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dark-haired HiME took another sip of her soda, while glancing at the watch, it&apos;d only been about twenty minutes, maybe the clerk couldn&apos;t find her order. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then out of the corner of her eye, she saw her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shizuru was one of those few people that could never ever be mistaken for anyone else, once you&apos;ve known her. Even though her manors and speech were completely traditional, her look, however, was not. With her unusual crimson colored eyes and her light color hair, Shizuru was a striking image, once people saw her, it was hard to ever forget. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Natsuki had every reason to remember and recognize her even from faraway. Like now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lone wolf took a minute to admire the Kyoto beauty, the way she moved, the way her coat wrapped around her, giving only a hint of the curve that she knew was hidden underneath. Of course, the appreciation didn’t last long, as soon as her eye fell upon the figure walking beside her beloved ex-Kaichou a growl escaped her lips. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as she thought, a Fujino’s fan club. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was getting tedious, maybe she should’ve just drag Shizuru to Fuuka, but then, there were her fanclub there, too, so it probably would not solve anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natsuki took another minute to decide if she want to walk over to the pair, of if she wanted to just stay where she was and let Shizuru and whomever the tag-along was come to her. Then she thought about what Shizuru would do. There were many things that Shizuru would do, whenever they were together in Fuuka and someone came up to them, people that Natsuki really didn’t recognize as some of the girls that followed the ex-Kaichou around, and the crimson eyed girl would do something that she recognized as declaring her territory, although Natsuki wasn’t sure why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shizuru did nothing overtly, of course, nothing she did was ever overt or extravagant, they were subtle, and elegant, but the meaning was rather loud and clear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, she was going to do that, yes, she would let them come to her, and pretend she didn’t notice, let Shizuru come to her, like she was supposed to, she wouldn’t even let the presence of the other bother her. After all, just the fact that Shizuru would come to her, always, was enough of a statement to anyone that was looking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ara, here she is,” Shizuru exclaimed with delight, hands clasped together in front of her, as soon as she saw the profile of her beloved lone wolf. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natsuki didn’t seem to notice them though, which she thought was a good thing. The other girl could get so possessive at times – not that the Kyoto native did not like that— even though she denied it, and would probably continue to until her last breath, that she was jealous of the Fujino fanclub, and the fact that they could hang around her all the time, while the Ice Princess herself had to be so far away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Fujino-sama.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the tawny haired girl almost forgot that someone was walking beside her, almost. Oh well, she would have to go away eventually, besides, she was pretty sure that Natsuki would probably growl and scared her away, just like she had done to a lot of the fan-girls back at Fuuka. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes, Magamori-san.” Shizuru turned to the teal colored hair classmate for a moment, before turning back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“um.. I want to…” Tomoe stammered. “I… can I..” She didn’t know if she really wanted the confirmation, that this girl was really Fujino-sama’s girlfriend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fujino Shizuru knew that look well, and she knew she was going to have to break someone&apos;s heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it couldn&apos;t really be help. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She stood and waited patiently, even though she was anything but. Natsuki was waiting and she really wanted to go to her, so while she faced her classmate, she glanced at Natsuki, whom seemed to notice that she was there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lone wolf got up and headed toward them, and inside, Shizuru felt relief. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She really hated breaking anyone&apos;s heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Natsuki didn&apos;t need to growl at her.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well, she was blabbering like an idiot, are you sure she&apos;s your age?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ara, she is in my class,” Shizuru navigated through the downtown traffic with ease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After they left the university, leaving several broken heart in their wake, it was almost time for a proper lunch, after that... well, they&apos;re going to spend the day the way that she wanted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TBC</description>
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  <title>fanfic : Happy Birthday, Love (Mai HiME, S/N, 9/?)</title>
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  <description>Hi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it&apos;s been a while, I just couldn&apos;t get a good amount to post, (keep writing and rewriting) Anyhow, here&apos;s the next part of the fic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Happy Birthday, Love&lt;br /&gt;by X&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;part 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Shizuru,” her father looked up from his papers and smiled at his only daughter, he rarely ever get to see her during the week, due to the fact that they both hand their schedule full to the brim with their responsibilities, the only time that he saw his beloved daughter was breakfast and even then, it mostly was a very quick and hurried affair for him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Good-morning, father.” Shizuru smiled back at the older, male version of herself before taking a seat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So, where is Natsuki-kun, is she still sleeping?” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“She’s on her way down, we were in a little late last night,” Shizuru took a sip of her tea. “Natsuki isn’t exactly a morning person, father.” Her normally mischievous smile turned soft at the mention of her beloved girl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The emotion didn’t go unnoticed by the older Fujino, when Shizuru first came home, years ago, speaking of a friend, which was strange in itself, he knew her, she was his daughter after all, and his daughter was no one to call anyone friend lightly. She was very good with people, always knew what to do and what to say with others, people flocked to her, looked up to her, wanting to be her friends, but she was close to very selected few, and fewer still that she labeled as friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was surprised then, and inquired into it; she gave him a lot of information that really amount to nothing. That was his second clue of the importance of this friend. Then when he talked to her about coming back to Kyoto for her continuing education, she refused, intending to attend Fuka University, true that she could go to Fuka University and it would cost him nothing at all, but it wasn’t as if he could not afford it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beside it was time for her to start learning her role as the heir of Fujino Corp. She only came back home after series of arguments, but she didn’t show up alone, along came Kuga Natsuki. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They accepted the girl reluctantly, both him and his wife only did it when their only daughter threatened to leave it all behind, it wasn’t the threat that scared them, it was that tone of her voice that told them that she was not bluffing. He often wondered what it was that gave his daughter that determination. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Kuga Natsuki became a regular visitor of their household, and after a while, they started to get use to the idea of their only precious offspring and this unruly girl were together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still… he held out hope. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, he did, until he saw them together, really saw them for the first time, sitting side by side in Shizuru’s favorite garden, and he saw his daughter’s real smile, while the other girl was blushing seven ways to Sunday and huffing indignantly. Well, that was when his hope of Shizuru getting over this ‘phase’ as he’d liked to think, died. Now, he just let it go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least his daughter was happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well, as long as you weren’t doing anything I’m not willing to do.” He joked with half of his face covered with the newspaper. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Good, that will leave me with a lot of room, then.” Shizuru didn’t give in and gave a shot back, knowing what he was trying to do. She felt warm by it, finally, her father accepted her choice, and that meant more to her than she was willing to admit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Good morning.” A voice from the entrance to the dinning room alerted them of the new coming. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shizuru had to smile at the image, despite the fact that Natsuki already shower, her green eyes were still blurry and she looked like she was going to fall over and went back to sleep at any moment now. Quickly, she got up and took her half asleep lonewolf by the hand and seated her down, before settling a cup of steaming hot coffee in front of her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fujino Shin watched the whole thing with interest, despite the fact that there were housekeepers and maids nearby to do everything for them, his only daughter got up and fuzzed around for the younger girl, making sure that she had everything she needed, even though the said girl protested and tried to wave her away, her face a tantalizing red. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“G-good morning,” finally the young, dark-haired girl turned to him, offering a shy greeting, only after she successfully batted away his daughter’s hand from picking up the utensils for her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Good morning, Natsuki-kun.” Fujino Shin gave her a smile. “Did you sleep well? So, what are you plans? Shi-chan never said anything about you visiting this weekend.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natsuki took a sip of her coffee, feeling the caffeine rushed through her vein and woke her right up. “It was a surprise.” She admitted after another sip of coffee, trying to hide her shy smile behind the cup. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well, was it.” Shin turned to his only daughter and asked, the girl’s embarrassment amused him a little. He never thought that someone that acted so tough like Kuga Natsuki would be this shy, so he was so surprised at her blushes when he started asking her about herself when they were getting acquaintance with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His wife was rather charmed by her blushes, well, to be honest, so was he. It was no wonder that Shizuru fell for her, which was clear after their first meeting. In that he also realized that the younger girl was also head over heel for his little girl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It was,” Shizuru answered for her, these were the things that she knew her father wanted to ask, and needle them about the day before, but her mother would not let him, and now that her mother left early on some business that she couldn’t share breakfast with them, he saw it as an opportunity to tease them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was very good at it, after all she had to get it from someone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They spent the rest of breakfast in light conversation before Fujino Shin left for his office, leaving the two girls to spend the day by themselves, which was what they wanted anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “Are you going to school today?” Natsuki asked as they headed off with Shizuru’s car. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I have to get a few things at the bookstore on campus, so it’ll only be a couple of minutes, is that ok?” The tawny hair girl turned to her companion and asked the last part with a smile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ah… yeah, it’s no problem.” Kuga wolf nodded, she knew there would be things her girlfriend would need to do and since she showed up unannounced she certainly could not complain, after all, she heard how the Fujino’s heir made calls to rearrange her schedules around, just so that they could spend time together, while she could cancel most of them, which mostly were social ones that had to do with the company, she couldn’t pushed the classes all off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she was doing her best, and the lone wolf knew that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what if she had to loiter around the University campus for an hour or two, it was worth it. Shizuru was worth all the time in the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, what was a few hours she had to wait in comparison to the years that Shizuru waited for her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The traffic wasn’t that bad, even though it was rather late already, Natsuki watched her girlfriend navigated through the road with practice ease, while the older girl did not mind her driving the car, Natsuki was more than happy to let her drive, especially while they were in Kyoto, if they were in Fuuka, then it would be the lone wolf’s turn to drive, or rather ride. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took very little time for them to get to the University, and before she knew it, they were parking the car. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Would you like to come along?” The Kyoto native asked with a smile as she shut off the engine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Sure,” the younger girl replied, one leg already out the door. “Bookstore, you said?” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes, I need to pick up the books I’ve ordered. They are for my research.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lone wolf took soft, warm hand into her own and they walked together, at least she knew the way to the bookstore at least. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I won’t be long, I promise.” Shizuru assured her with an apologetic smile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t worry about it. I can wait, as long as they have a cafeteria with large supply of mayo.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Mou... Natsuki promised me she would cut back on her mayonnaise consumption.” The older girl said with a pout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dark haired HiME cringed slightly at that, she knew she made that promise and she intended on keeping it, but she hadn&apos;t had any mayo since last night and it was going to be a torture if she didn&apos;t get any before lunch time, she figured that if she had some without Shizuru being here to witness it then it should be all right. Of course, she shouldn&apos;t have said anything about it either. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well, I&apos;ll only have a little with my sandwich, I promise.” She held up a hand and held her thumb and forefinger slightly apart to demonstrate how little she was going to eat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tawny-haired girl wanted to stay firm, but once she risked a glance at the puppy face her girlfriend was making, she just couldn&apos;t, and she knew that once she&apos;s been caught and got guilt-tripped, Natsuki would really eat as much as she said she would, so she was going to let her, but not before she impressed upon her how much she did not want her to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, it wasn&apos;t as if she expected the younger girl to stop eating that sauce completely, she simply did not want her to eat so much of it that the yielding result was her poor health. It was not as if she thought Natsuki would be any less cute with a few extra pounds adding to her figure, but she did not want her to be unhealthy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“All right, if Natsuki promised to only eat a little of it.” Shizuru relented, watching a bright smile spread over her girlfriend&apos;s beautiful face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They walked along the path toward the bookstore, luckily, there weren&apos;t that many students out, probably due to the colder weather and the fact that most of the classes were in session, so, there was no Fujino&apos;s fanclub to hound them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They parted way a little before, with the older girl promised that she would be quick and then made sure that Natsuki knew where the cafeteria was, which the younger girl assured her that she would find the way, and to walk straight and turn right was not beyond her ability to find. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the last squeeze of her hand Natsuki watched her tawny haired Goddess walked away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TBC</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 21 Aug 2007 16:51:34 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>looking for Narcissa/Hermione</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m looking for a Narcissa/Hermione story, as far as I can recall, Narcissa sent Hermione an owl to meet her at The Three Broomsticks and the first time Hermione went she borrowed Harry&apos;s cloak, but after that she used the spell to make herself blended in, then the war happened and Narcissa disappeared for a while, then one day she sent an owl to Hermione which at that point was a teacher at Hogwarts, immediately Hermione arranged for someone to cover her class for her and she set out to meet Narcissa. If anyone could point me in the right direction, I&apos;d appreciate it.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 30 Jul 2007 06:01:05 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Project DIY : monitor stand</title>
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  <description>Hi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know, it&apos;s been  while. I&apos;ve been busy with a lot of things, I&apos;m trying to summon up enough concentration to write but that&apos;s been a little slow. So... I&apos;ve been trying to organize my own desk as well.. I tied up and wrapped all the cords so they look neat and clean instead of the clutter that I usually have (both underneath and on the desk) I&apos;m some what successful with it, my desk looks more or less orderly now. LOL. And since the desk space was rather small I tried to find the monitor stand so I can store my keyboard underneath when I try to do other things (cutting stuff, stickers, drawing.. etc.) Couldn&apos;t find one that suit me though, so I made one!!! (I got the idea from lifehacker.com) Anyway, if you are not too terribly busy and have a moment, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Material list &lt;br /&gt;1. a piece of board cut to size (mine is 24&quot;x9&quot;) &lt;br /&gt;2. 4 or 5 pieces of something that can support the board and give enough clearance for keyboard I got 4 pieces of pvc pipe.&lt;br /&gt;3. a piece of black sticker paper (I happened to have a few pieces of them already)&lt;br /&gt;4. several print out (if you wanna make it look nicer, I guess) I got Mai Otome manga printed out.&lt;br /&gt;6. a roll of clear contact paper (you can get them at craft store or home improvement store) &lt;br /&gt;7. hot glue gun and some regular white glue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I get 4 pieces of pvc pipe (I found them already cut to perfect length at the home improvement store) Should have gotten 5 so I get support in the middle, but hey. I improvise. A piece of mdf or shelve at 24&quot;x9&quot; this piece I got was a little thin, thus the more support. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/xavacid/pic/0000701t/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/xavacid/pic/0000701t/s320x240&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; height=&quot;203&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Wrapped everything in black sticker, which I have several rolls of it lying around. Which include the wood, the pvc pipe. Don&apos;t stick the whole thing down just put down the corner first (keep the backing paper on only peel out the corner) and slowly press down with a piece of cardboard to get all the air bubble out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/xavacid/pic/00008f2f/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/xavacid/pic/00008f2f/s320x240&quot; width=&quot;319&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Glue the print out down with regular white glue (the black sticker only serve as a blackground and it&apos;s easier to clean if you make mistake) Mine use Mai Otome manga printout (Mai, Natsuki, Fumi, Shizuru and Natsuki because I love them!!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/xavacid/pic/00009btk/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/xavacid/pic/00009btk/s320x240&quot; width=&quot;319&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Now you use the clear contact paper to laminate it, so you won&apos;t rip out the collage you put down with just glue. Same thing with the sticker paper, slowly push out air bubble, do this from a corner. And wrapped it, down to the bottom too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/xavacid/pic/0000a8d9/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/xavacid/pic/0000a8d9/s320x240&quot; width=&quot;319&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Use hot glue gun to glue the pvc to the bottom, I put the ones in the back measure 5&quot; from the side to give support to the middle. And the 2 up front I just put them close to the edge. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/xavacid/pic/0000bk66/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/xavacid/pic/0000bk66/s320x240&quot; width=&quot;319&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. And you&apos;ll get this!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/xavacid/pic/0000c5hy/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/xavacid/pic/0000c5hy/s320x240&quot; width=&quot;319&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That&apos;s it, done! It doesn&apos;t take much, just some patience, that&apos;s all. Go slow with the stickers and contact paper. Now I&apos;ll got put it on my desk when I get back tonight, and arrange things on the desk too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... My first DIY instruction, was it easy to follow?</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 22 Jun 2007 06:16:54 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>fic: Happy Birthday, Love (Mai HiME, S/N, 8/?)</title>
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  <description>Hello!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m back with an update, finally, yes I know. I&apos;m getting a new laptop next week!! (I&apos;m waiting for a friend to visit so she can go with me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other note, my friend from way back in High School past away last Friday, and so I went to the funeral, and well, so I got sick afterwards, which is the second time this happened, but whatever....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Happy Birthday, Love&lt;br /&gt;by X&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pt. 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So, that’s Tomoe.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hmm?” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natsuki frowned slightly at the inattentive reply, she knew that Shizuru intended for the tone, since the topic of Tomoe always sent her into a fit, but she didn’t intent to throw any fit today, after all this weekend was all about her girlfriend, but she wanted to know anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Is she always stalking you around town like this?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shizuru grinned down at her beloved girl, she tugged Natsuki’s hand into her own coat pocket before answering. She thought that the jealous pout on her cherry red lips was rather adorable, although she would never let Natsuki know that, otherwise she would never hear the end of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truthfully, she didn’t expect to run into Tomoe, although she knew that it was a possibility, after all, Kyoto wasn’t such a large city, and on Saturday night, most of the University Student would be out partying it up. But this was really the first time she ran into her like this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably because most of the time she was so busy with other things that being out Saturday night wasn’t really an option. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ara! She does not stalk me, Natsuki.” Shizuru assured her gently with a smile, even though she knew that her assurance would do nothing to dispel her beloved’s sense of jealousy. The Kyoto native knew that it had nothing to do with her personally, Natsuki was simply being protective, and she loved her all the more for it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, Fujino Shizuru was an object of affection to many, and some of them she was more than an object of affection, to some she was their obsession. And for someone of her status, being stalked was more of a job description, her father’s bodyguards were lend to her on occasions when she had to make appearance in public, and some of the letters that were intercepted by her secretary were worrisome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, she wasn’t going to tell Natsuki that she had been stalked before, and Tomoe’s case wasn’t all that serious, or she didn’t think it was. After all, what could she really do, other than being an annoying pest? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magamori Tomoe wasn’t worth Natsuki’s attention; she wasn’t even worth her beloved Ice Princess’s annoyance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It’s a Saturday night and we’re in downtown, of course we’d run into someone I know from school at some point.” Shizuru assured her further. “Please, do not worry about it, let’s go get some dinner.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natsuki titled her head slightly at her girlfriend, the Kyoto native didn’t look like she was bothered by the encounter, but then Shizuru had always been so good at hiding her emotions, so the lone wolf could never be so sure. But she would have to let it go for now. So, she nodded twice and let herself be dragged along the sidewalk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yukino-chan.” Mai sighed, the mousy haired girl still hadn’t said a word after they gotten back from the café. They were there long enough that the owner was about to throw them out of the place, except that they were ordering enough to keep everyone content, and the glares to minimum, although by the end Mai didn’t think that Akane was too happy at having to clear out the large piles of cups and plates from their table. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tokiha listened patiently to her friend, the entire story of what was actually going on. She really had no idea what happened to Yukino and Haruka during the carnival, she was too busy with her own dilemma to care about anyone else. Well, she did get the snippets here and there from the conversations, but not the entire story, only that Fujino Shizuru and Kuga Natsuki was involved somehow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mai didn’t want to ask anything more. It seemed best to let everything lied. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, the Carnival was over and done with, and never coming back, be it in their lifetime or next. Things were just too painful, not only for her, but for others as well, there was no need to bring anything up, since everyone seemed to have come to term with it in their own ways, some even found happiness in the process, or so she thought. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yukino clearly was not happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I thought that there’ll be time,” the mousy little brunette started after a long silent. “That there’ll be the day I can tell her, and I was waiting for a sign.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mai nodded for her to continue. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“But after what she said to Fujino-san about Kuga-san, I just couldn’t bring myself to say anything, I don’t want her to hate me. I told myself, being her bestfriend was enough.” And she did, at the time, that was what she told herself, that being friend was enough, and she couldn’t have ask for anything more from the sweet and ever so thoughtful Haruka. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“But it isn’t.” Mai prompted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No… and the other day when I saw Kuga-san off… I just…. I was envious of her and Fujino-san.” She took a deep calming breath, when she felt another bout of tear coming. “I shouldn’t be feeling this way, they both went through hell, and that look in Fujino-san’s eyes when ….” Tears came anyway, and Yukino sobbed lightly into her hands. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mai couldn’t help but moved from sitting opposite her to sitting next to her and wrapped one arm around the troubled girl. Several more minutes past before the girl found her voice again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I shouldn’t even feel this way, they’d been through a lot and I don’t mean to begrudge them their happiness, I just… Haruka-chan would never feel that way about me.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yukino-chan.” Mai felt bad for her, and she knew that Haruka wasn’t the type to keep quiet, she was well known for voicing her opinion about everything and if Yukino said that she disgreed, rather loudly, for the way she felt about another girl, then, it was a good guess that there was no way she was going to accept the feeling from Yukino, who was another girl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she remembered Nao, their resident delinquent, used to say something about Suzushiro Haruka and her closet attraction to the former kaichou, how all the hostility had to come from somewhere. Mai wasn’t going to say that to Yukino though. After all, Nao said a lot of things that made no sense before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’ll get better, Mai-san, don’t worry.” Making a brave face, Kikukawa Yukino sat straighter. “I just need a little time, that’s all.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, Tokiha didn’t really believe her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On one hand, Tokiha wanted to call her friend, Natsuki up, to see how she was doing, and if she and her girlfriend was fairing out better than on her side, but on the other hand, she didn’t think it would be a good idea, seeing how they probably wanted to be left alone. Though she wasn’t sure if it would work; since she had heard that the ex-Kaichou-sama never seemed to have a day off ever since she gone back to Kyoto. And on the rare occasions that she had off, she probably wanted time with the lone wolf.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any interruption could result in serious bodily injuries for the intruder. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mai didn’t think that she had enough life left in her to thread that particular water. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yukino already left for her own dorm room, after she asked if she could spend the night in Mai’s, since Haruka was sure to come looking for her there, sooner or later and since the blonde bulldozer was also on some sort of school committee, she would be busy with something at school until later, even though it was only Saturday, so it was safe for now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avoidance could not be carried out forever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the mean time, Mai knew that Yukino was too upset to face the object of her affection.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She just hoped that Haruka wouldn’t think of coming over here to find Yukino, there was no way any of them could stop her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snuffing back a sneeze, Kuga wolf rubbed her nose with the back of her hand, trying to hide the fact, she was hoping that Shizuru didn’t hear that last minute bit, because the Kyoto-born would sure to insist that they go back and forget about the plan to go to a movie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ara, is Natsuki sick?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Maybe we should leave the movie for another time and get Natsuki to bed.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No, Shizuru, I’m fine.” The dark-haired, emerald eyed girl protested quickly. “Let’s just go to the movie.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“But, Natsuki…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m fine, come on, Shizuru.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lone wolf tugged with a little more force at the hand that she was holding, really she was fine, she had a feeling that someone probably was talking about her, after all it was only just one sneeze, her nose didn’t even feel stuffy or anything. Of course, even if she said anything it would still worried Shizuru, the older girl was like that before they were together and she was even worse now. It was like have an over protective mother, a thought that did warm her to her toe, except she would never say it out loud. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, Kuga Natsuki would never admit something like that to anyone, not on this life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, after a few minutes of Shizuru protesting and Natsuki insisting that she was all right, the lone wolf managed to drag her beauty up to the busy movie theater. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dark-haired girl waited for her girlfriend to pick out a movie, with her fingers crossed, she hoped that Shizuru wouldn’t pick one of those girlie, romantic comedy movies she couldn’t possibly sit through. Normally, Natsuki was the one that pick out what they would watch, but this weekend was all about the honey-colored hair beauty, so she left it up to her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it didn’t mean she wasn’t going to pray that Shizuru’s choice was one of those action movies she wanted to see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Kyoto-born kept a smile from blossoming on her face when she noticed that her girlfriend was eyeing the new action movie hard and the way she was trying to keep quiet about her choice. Shizuru knew better. She knew what Natsuki was trying to do and couldn’t help but adored her even more for it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since there wasn’t any movie she particularly wanted to see anyway, the Kyoto native picked one that she knew the lone wolf would enjoy and she-herself, could tolerate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Let’s go see that one.” The ever so elegant tea-drinker tugged at the younger girl toward the line forming for the next showing of Spiderman 3. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The look of relief of Natsuki’s face didn’t go by unnoticed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As they got inline and waited to get their tickets they failed to notice a figure with teal color hair with eye trained on them in the midst of the throng of people around them, and managed to follow them all the way from the ticket line to concession stands where they got their snacks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Mou… Natsuki can not have her popcorn with mayo.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The purplish eyes shone with hate when the taller one of the couple leaned down slightly to whisper in the ear of the other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“But Shizuru,” the dark-haired girl made an attempt to protest, but she was cut off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“And how can we share the popcorn if you pour that thing all over it?” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shizuru grinned like a cat that got a canary within her grasp when her girlfriend pout adorably but made no more protest. She could just imagine if it had been a year ago, Natsuki would just handed over the popcorn and went to get a new bag herself, so that she could have her favorite, but rather disgusting sauce on it. Apparently, Natsuki was trying hard to abide to her wishes this weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Thank you, Natsuki.” Shizuru leaned down to kiss her cheek, leaving the normally pale complexion flushed red, the older girl giggled behind her hand as they made their way into the theater, paying no attention to the look they received. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several people behind them, following with purposeful steps, was Mogamori Tomoe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; TBC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A/N : hope you can forgive the short update. :)And I certainly hope you enjoy the writing so far.</description>
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  <title>to explain my absence</title>
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  <description>for all intense and purpose, I should have the next part of the fic up by now, except that my mainboard and hard drive decided to upped and died on me. I know I shouldn&apos;t say anything about wanting a new mainboard... *sigh* so I was without my desktop at home and laptop at the store (thus nothing to write with and access the old file) one good thing was that I have a copy kept in the flashdrive, otherwise I would be the same thing all over again. Anyhow, I got them all back after over a week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, again, I apologize for the delay.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 06 May 2007 16:03:27 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>fic : Happy Birthday, Love (Mai HiME, S/N, 7/?)</title>
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  <description>Hi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I know, took me a while, but here it is. And it&apos;s long!! (or I hope you think it is) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer : well, you know all the drill.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Happy Birthday, Love &lt;br /&gt;by X &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pt. 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late Saturday morning found Tokiha Mai in a very brooding mode. Today was her day off, but as per her habit, the orange-haired girl got up her usual time, which meant, that it was only eight in the morning that she got up even though she didn’t have to do anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the carnival and Takumi had his operation, and no longer needed her as much. He no longer needed to go to the hospital as much as he did before, which meant that Mai could cut down her working hour and have more money saved up. She was glad for the free time that it afforded her, but right now she wished she had work, so she didn’t have to think about what was wrong with one that she considered one of her bestfriends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yukino had yet to call her back, and while the soft spoken girl didn’t call, her loud, bulldozer of a bestfriend did, several times in fact, asking if she knew what was wrong with her bestfriend. Mai, of course, did not have an answer to that question, since she hadn’t got a clue, except that little thing about Yukino dropping the lone wolf off at the train station. Which could mean everything, or nothing at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she wasn’t going to tell Suzushiro Haruka that, since Tokiha was quite sure that the blonde would hop on the next train to Kyoto to get her answer. Mai didn’t think it would go down very well, since Natsuki had planned to be with the ex-Kaichou-sama for the duration of the weekend, plus several more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ice Princess would definitely blow up in her face if she ever took part in sending the bulldozer Haruka their way. Tokiha never wanted to imagine what that would be like, Natsuki could be very scary when she wanted to be, and she was unforgiving. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, while she set out the breakfast for both herself and Mikoto, Mai decided that she would call Yukino afterward and if the girl still refused to answer the phone, she would go visit her at the dorm herself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snuffing back another sneeze, Kikukawa Yukino picked up her cellphone and turned it back on, a message was flashing red again, the number indicating how many call she had missed. She didn’t need to check the details to know that more than half of those were from Haruka. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yukino hated to make her bestfriend worried, but right now she just couldn’t talk to her, let alone calling her back, although she knew sooner than later she would have to. Otherwise, Haruka would do what she always did best, bulldozed her way through all that was in her way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She really didn’t want the blonde to barge in and break her dorm door in the process, because that was probably the first thing she would do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just then the phone rang again and this time Yukino made herself look at the caller’s ID, instead of flashing the number of her childhood bestfriend, it flashed the number of Tokiha Mai instead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some fourty minutes after Mai hung up from her Kikukawa Yukino was dressed and headed for the nearest café to the school, Lindum Bell, where Tokiha Mai worked part time, although apparently, today was her day off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She didn’t know why she let the orange haired girl talked her into coming to meet her here, after all the thing that had been bothering her wasn’t something she could talk to Tokiha about, it wasn’t something she could talk to anyone about, with the exception of, maybe, the ex-Kaichou-sama, Fujino Shizuru. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, the older girl had been in the same predicament as she. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except that, Fujino Shizuru’s love was no longer unrequited. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A part of Yukino knew that she needed to talk to someone, but she didn’t know how, and so, this was probably why she agreed to meet Mai, the choice was made for her now, and that made it easier. She would have to talk now, Tokiha would make sure of that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After only a moment of seating, a familiar orange-head appeared at the entrance, Yukino stood up and waved a little to catch her attention. She watched her smiled and headed her way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yukino-chan.” Mai said in a way of greeting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Mai-san.” Yukino gave a nod, “where is Mikoto-chan?” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feral girl was no where to be seen and that was unusual in itself, other than when they were in school, Mikoto had never been far away from Mai, Yukino wasn’t sure how to classify their relationship, she would say that Mikoto loved Mai as more than her caregiver or friend, but then she wasn’t sure if the girl knew what a romantic love was. After all, Mikoto was too young and too naïve about such thing as human interaction and relationship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“She’s at the dorm, I told her I would bring her some sweet when I get back, and I made her plenty to eat in the mean time, that should hold her.” Mai gave her a bright smile, she was one to look at the bright side of things, always. “So, Yukino-chan.” The orange-head started. “What’s been bothering you?” She turned serious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It’s…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t say it’s nothing, Yukino-chan. You won’t answer the phone, even Suzushiro had been calling me to ask if I know what happened to you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Mai-san.” Yukino sighed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Is it… does it have something to do with Natsuki?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Why would you say that?” Yukino’s head snapped up in panic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well, you’ve been rather down that day after you went and see Natsuki off, did she say something to you?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yukino shook her head sadly, she opened her mouth to say something, but Akane interrupted them with her greeting and asking for their orders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the two turned and gave her their orders, which were the first things that came to their mind, Mai didn’t want to give Yukino too much time to think, otherwise she would probably come up with something else so she didn’t have to talk about what was bothering her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once they saw the back of Akane, Mai turned back to Yukino and looked at her imploringly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It actually had something to do with Kaga-san and Fujino-san.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Why, did Natsuki say something mean to you? You know she doesn’t have very strong social skills, so you can’t take her bluntness to heart.” Mai said quickly. “Wait a minute, did you talk to Kaichou-sama?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No, Mai-san, it’s not what they said to me, I didn’t talk to Fujino-san and Kuga-san wasn’t being mean. It’s their relationship.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mai blinked in confusion, she knew that Yukino had no trouble with their relationship at all, the only person that seemed to be nagging abut it still was Nao, and even that wasn’t done with malice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What do you mean?” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It’s about Haruka-chan and me.”  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Huh?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like everyone else, Mai had never thought about it, she didn’t know that Haruka was Yukino’s most precious person, that it was Haruka that went away in the sparkling green light when she was defeated by Fujino. And Yukino told no one, the only one that knew, were the only ones that were there at the time, and only one person knew, or came close to guessing what sort of feeling she harbored for her childhood friend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yukino didn’t think that even Haruka herself realized what it was that the Kaichou-sama was taunting her about at the time. And even after everything that happened and their days were peaceful again, she just couldn’t bring herself to talk about it with anyone, least of all Haruka. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the time she was just relieved that her friend didn’t seem to remember what transpired, so she kept quiet. The blonde’s words still echoed freshly in her mind, her comment on Fujino’s feeling for her friend, and how disgusting it was. If she ever open her mouth and say anything to her bestfriend since childhood and had something like that thrown in her face, she wouldn’t know what to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the most part, she managed to forget about it, to continue on like nothing happened, because she was more concerned about how it would be to not see her everyday now that she was in the university. It was a shock to her system at first, to arrive at the school all by herself and navigate the hallway and the building without her human shield. But that shock gone away, although they did spend a bit of time at the end of the day together, most days. Yukino got used to not seeing her bestfriend at school each day, and she figured that the feeling would lessen in intensity as time went by. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, now she could occupied herself with her other friends, Mai, Mikoto, Nao, the rest of the people that went through the experience during Carnival with her. And it was working. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until she saw Fujino Shizuru and the love of her life Kuga Natsuki spending time together a month before and the anxious Natsuki at the train station, getting ready to see her beloved. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it hurt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why couldn’t they be like that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the dam broke, Kikukawa Yukino cried and spilled every secrets and heartache onto the waiting Tokiha Mai. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natsuki rolled her eyes slightly when they left breakfast, the meal went smoothly enough, Shizuru’s parents were also there. The lone wolf knew that the only reason that she was able to step into this house in the status that she held because they did not want to lose their only daughter and heir. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although she didn’t have the details, she knew that there was a fight before Shizuru agreed to attending Kyoto University, otherwise, she would’ve gone to Fuuka University, so they could stay close. All she knew was that Shizuru promised to leave it all behind if her parents did not accept their relationship and all that entailed. To think that someone as beautiful, and smart, who was born into a family that had everything like Shizuru would leave everything to be with her, it boggled her mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when she thought of her action during the Carnival—something that she had come to term with before the older girl graduated from High School—it was not surprising. The level of devotion that Shizuru had shown to her, time and time again made her ashamed of how she acted. It was clear enough to see, if she would only look, and Kuga Natsuki never looked, never even thanked the one person that had always been there for her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now she hoped that she had the rest of their lives to make it up to her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing at the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she first got to this house she was apprehensive, never one to go to the adult for anything and living on her own for most of her life, Natsuki wasn’t sure what to be expected, but Shizuru’s parents were nice to her, although a little awkward at first. Still it surprised her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She didn’t know how to act around them, she never knew what it was like to have a family, for so long Shizuru was her only family in the way. Her father was a nonpresent in her life, he only sent the money each month for her and nothing more, he didn’t want anything to do with her. It hurt at first, but now it didn’t even bother her anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, the Fujino couple was surprised to see her coming behind their only daughter, but still, they greeted her graciously. Natsuki would like to think that they accepted her, somewhat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The breakfast was all right, even though there was very little mayo in her food, Shizuru had only allowed a spoonful of her favorite sauce to be served at the table, but Natsuki didn’t mind, she didn’t even whine for more, mostly because she could always ask for more at lunch or something. Beside, there were two adults at the table, she wouldn’t want to appear like a child in front of her girldfriend’s parents. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Natsuki?” Shizuru voice called her out of her reverie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Huh? Um… yeah?” Startled, the Kuga wolf looked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Are you still hungry? We could go get something else to eat; I know you’re not very comfortable with my parents yet.” Crimson red eyes was smiling at her. Natsuki smiled back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Sure, we could go shopping, or whatever…” she trailed off. “What would you like to do?” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tawny haired girl lifted one pale eyebrow up in questioning, although she was accomodating, Natsuki had never left an open invitation for embarrassing situation like this before. Normally the younger girl would ask and also gave her choices, mostly just so that she would not find herself in a situation where she knew nothing, and potentially would be a disaster. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If left to Shizuru, it would be lingerie shopping, which Natsuki always ended up being a model, and it was sure to popped a few of her vein by the end of the trip. Even after they were officially together, Natsuki still couldn’t seem to stop herself from turning red at every innuendo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shizuru gave a mischevious grin before taking her hand and dragging her out toward the garage where her little sportcar parked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Fujino-sama!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pair had been walking along the downtown Kyoto street, they already spent the day shopping, and basically going on a typical date, except there was nothing typical about the two young women that were holding hands, huddling together while looking into the window of various stores. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that dinner time rolled around, they were deciding on the restaurant they both could actually live with, or get through alive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natsuki had been especially sweet today, Shizuru thought happily as she gripped the hand that was intertwining with her own tighter. With a quick gust of wind, the younger girl was shivering with cold. ‘Really, Natsuki is such a summer child.’ The tawny haired girl let out a fond smile, before bringing up the hand she was holding and blew warm air gently onto it, helping the dark-haired princess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before either of them could say anything else, someone had called out to the Kyoto beauty, causing them both to look at the direction the voice came from. There running toward the pair was a young woman, with blue asymmetrical hair cut and purple eyes. Her face seemed to be brimming with happiness when she came to a stop in front of the status quo, light brown hair Fujino Shizuru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Fujino-sama.” She said again breathlessly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Good evening, Magamori-san.” Shizuru greeted politely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Please Fujino-sama, it’s only Tomoe.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the introduction, Natsuki’s green eyes got a little greener. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the Tomoe that had been harassing her girlfriend since the first week of school, and was here to bother them like something conjured out of the thin air. If she could only call on her element she would definitely shoot her into tiny little pieces, but for now she would only have to…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hand that was hold her tucked at her slightly, clearly Shizuru knew what she was thinking and this was her way of telling Natsuki not to do anything rash. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What a coincident to see you, Fujino-sama, what are you doing here?” The girl did not seem to notice that there was a third person standing right beside her idol, or if she did she ignored her completely.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shizuru, as polite as ever, pulled her girlfriend slightly forward with a subtle gesture. “We are about to go to dinner.” She stressed the word ‘we’ so that there would be no ignoring the fact that Natsuki was with her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally, Tomoe wasn’t one to walking around aimlessly or doing any window shopping, it just wasn’t very productive for her, when her time could be better spend by trying to learn anything about Fujino Shizuru-sama, the epitome of a perfect lady, and her idol, ever since the first day she laid eyes on her, on the very first day of the semester in Kyoto University. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had been so bored when she saw her walking along the street. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magamori Tomoe had always felt like she was on a different wavelength than other people, that no one was special enough to ever catch her attention. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day she was making her way toward the campus bookstore to get textbooks for her classes. On the outside of the store she saw people crowding around the entrance looking in, Tomoe was curious as to what was going on and what in the bookstore was so worthy of seeing that people would hovering about, when she was at the entrance she could see that the store was practically filled with people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there was one person that didn’t seem to be effecting by the people hovering nearby, strangely enough there seemed to be some sort of barrier around her. And Magamori Tomoe soon realized that this was the reason why people were gathering around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one look at the elegant young woman Tomoe was in awe, she was beautiful, and it was easy to see that she was special. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With some clever talking to the clerk at the store, after people left of course, she got the information on the textbook that the woman was picking up and her name, Fujino Shizuru. The obviously bewitched clerk babbling on about how graceful she was, how polite and most importantly: how beautiful. Besides there was no one that did not know the Fujino, after all they were one of the oldest families in Kyoto. They were very influential, and highly regarded, so it was not a stretch to assume that Fujino Shizuru was groomed to be the next head of the family as well as the president of the Fujino Group. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with that, Magamori Tomoe decided she was the one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within the first week of school, she had managed to change her courses around and matched her classes and schedule to that of Fujino Shizuru. And once she was in class with her she would try, being subtle as she possibly could, to sit as close to her without being perceived as a nuisance. She didn’t really care what other people thought of her, but she did not want Fujino Shizuru to feel that she was a pest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before she knew it, she had become somewhat of a leader of Fujino Shizuru’s fanclub, which seemed to be growing by days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomoe was rather proud of that; and the fact that she knew more about her Fujino-sama than anyone in the University seemed to be. And with some clever work in the school filing system she had figured out her birthday without too much of a difficulty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that was the reason why she wandered around on this day to find the perfect gift for her perfect idol, like she had done ever since she knew. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to run into her like this was like a fate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except for one little thing, who the hell was that girl standing so close to her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a girl that dressed so unlike someone suited to be walking with Fujino’s heir, Tomoe ran her eyes up and down the dark-haired girl subtly, noting the jeans, boots, dark-colored t-shirt with leather jacket, and she looked at Fujino Shizuru, whom at the moment, dressing as casually as someone like her could, in knee-length dress, lilac sweater, and beige over coat, and those stylish boots… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natsuki narrowed her eyes even more when she saw the way the strange girl practically kissing her girlfriend’s feet. And she had a feeling that if there weren’t people around she definitely would. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was perfect, they spent the entire day together, there was no appointment that Shizuru had to keep, it seemed that her tantrum worked very well, since her secretary made sure that her schedule was all clear for the entire weekend and half of the up coming week as well. Even though she never said anything, but Natsuki never liked to spend time alone when she was visiting the other girl, after all they saw very little of each other as it were. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she knew Shizuru tried her very best to keep the weekend clear whenever she was in town, and more than that, she tried to visit Fuka as often as she possibly could so her duties would not bother them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was hoping that since there was no appointment, no parties they would be left alone to do as they pleased. But not even two days and they already ran into one of her fanclub. ‘That’s just great, and this girl just acts as if I don’t exist, maybe I should….’ Her thought was interrupted with a tuck of her hand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Tomoe-san, this is Natsuki, my girlfriend.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seemed that she must’ve missed something in the conversation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the look of surprise on that strange girl was enough to make up for it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We’re about to get some dinner.” Shizuru explained smilingly, and pretended that she did not notice the look of heartbreak on the girl that was considered by her own fanclub to be the leader. Oh yes, Fujino Shizuru knew these tidbits about her rabid fangirls, it was just something that she considered to be a piece of information one must have, just in case something needed to be done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially when she wanted something done by them without having to really tell them, all she needed to do was saying something to the one that she knew would definitely put the order into action and the rest would follow. It was convenient. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fanclub had its own use, occasionally. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shizuru wished that Natsuki would just make her own fanclub into something that could make her life easier instead of making them into the bane of her existence like she did. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, the ice princess had only been aware of her own club recently, and she mostly didn’t know how she felt about them, except that they supposed to be annoying, she didn’t need them following her around like the Kaichou’s had been. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shizuru made it a bit more apparent of their status by moving their linked hands just a tiny bit, which would, of course brought that little fact into attention for her classmate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh…” Tomoe seemed speechless for a moment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes, the tiger needs feeding,” she aimed her gentle smile at Natsuki before lifting their hands up to her chest. It pleased her even more when she saw the blush spread over the porcelain skin of her cheeks. For a moment, there was really only the two of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Shizuru.” Natsuki pouted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teal colored hair young woman felt her heart being crushed into pieces at the couple standing before her. She had heard of some rumor that Fujino-sama was unavailable, that she had a relationship with someone, but there had never been any confirmation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, now she had one right in front of her face.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ano… Fujino-sama.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natsuki observe with glee at the interesting shade of pale she saw on the annoying fangirl’s face. Then she turned to look at Shizuru, whom had the same polite smile on her face as always. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shizuru also noted the interesting color, but paid no more mind to it. She knew of the rumor that had been going around among the fanclub, and she made no move to dissipate it or encouraged it. Well, now that Tomoe know, she could be sure that the rest would know within the next ten minutes after they departed. And maybe that was a good thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well, now we should get going.” Shizuru said and offered more of her smile. “I’ll see you in class Tomoe-san.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the couple walked off, continued on their own way to wherever they intended to go before Tomoe interrupted them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Fujino-sama…” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, what did she want to say? What could she say? Who was this little girl that could capture the most perfect woman on Earth? And why Fujino Shizuru-sama would go out with a girl that did not even dress to fit her own high statue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why this girl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why this Natsuki girl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why not her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;TBC</description>
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