This is the longest thing I ever wrote (somehow I got out of college with only two 11-page papers), so I'm really proud of it. I appriciate comments and constructive critisism. That being said, if you don't like gay tentacle fic, don't read.
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Written for the Bad-fic challenge at ManyCases1Truth.
Title: Roses Intertwined
Word Count: 756
Warnings: OOC, fanged plot bunny
Author's notes: No collection of bad-fics would be complete without a Sailor Moon cross-over. I've been beating this plot bunny with a stick for weeks, but this challenge just drew it out of me.
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"Jii-chan, I'm home! I'll be upstairs!"
"That's fine Yuugi."
He sounded happy, but it's so hard to tell now. There's just static; his emotions used to fill the house, bubbling with joy or weeping with sorrow. Now just nothing.
He's not doing it on purpose of course... well actually he is. He's learned how to shield his mind to protect himself. With psychos like Pegasus out there he's had to.
But I don't think he realizes that I can see the difference in him, or that it hurts feeling like he's pushed me away. If he knew he'd feel terrible and I don't want that. It's a natural step in following his destiny and learning to control his magic.
Even so, I can't wait until the time when he trusts himself enough to come to me and tell me his secrets. When he trusts his belief in magic enough to come ask me about the wards I know he can feel on the house. And when he trusts me enough to know I'll believe him when others wouldn't.
Shielding: a psychic wall around one's mind to keep others out, also prevents natural psychic projection of one's emotions
Wards: a psychic wall around a place to keep out bad influences and psychic attacks
1. Grab the nearest book.
2. Open the book to page 123.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the text of the next 4-7 sentences on your LJ along with these instructions.
5. Don't you dare dig for that "cool" or "intellectual" book in your closet! I know you were thinking about it! Just pick up whatever is closest (unless it's too troublesome to reach and is really heavy. Then go back to step 1).
The Second Summoning by: Tanya Huff (Summon the Keeper sequel)
Shaking the circulation back into her hand, she sat up. "It was a Summons. Is a Summons."
"Do Summonses usually...?" His gesture took in the fine patina of broken glass that covered the carpet three feet out from the Christmas tree creating a perfect reproduction of "The Last Supper" with the Teletubbies replacing four of the Apostles.