tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41383400098546916562012-01-30T20:33:26.970-08:00<a href="http://ethidda.blogspot.com">Home</a> . <a href="http://ethidda.blogspot.com/search/label/thoughts">Random Thoughts</a> . <a href="http://ethidda.blogspot.com/2000/02/stories.html">Stories</a> . <a href="http://ethidda.blogspot.com/search/label/subbing">Drama Fansubbing</a>ethiddanoreply@blogger.comBlogger641100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138340009854691656.post-63529512910667716802008-03-19T02:03:00.000-07:002008-03-19T02:08:30.412-07:00

And I mean that in the bad way.Victoria's Secret has been promoting its new "custom-fit" bio-fit bra quite a bit. So I thought I'd go in and pick one up. However, I am sorely disappointed, as it cannot compare to the Secret Embrace in any way.First, let's talk about appearance. Bio-Fit is cute and comes in the basic colors. But Secret Embrace has the invisible lace in black on top of beige or

ethiddanoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138340009854691656.post-4860420081666886912008-03-09T01:58:00.000-08:002008-03-19T02:09:03.016-07:00

JJ is an absolutely talented singer, and I have helped sub several of his music videos. (Go to DoReMii's blog if you want to see them.)This song, Tomorrow, doesn't have a music video, though. So I am going to simply post a translation of it. Pin yin will be posted if anybody (actually reads and) requests it.Also, please do not use, copy, or redistribute without my permission.~前奏~~Prelude~晴天

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What is unconditional love? It means love and devotion no matter what, despite any attribute, change, or property inherent of the one being loved. To give unconditional love is to love somebody, despite and no matter who they are. In which case, if love is not for the person... then who is it for? Unconditional love becomes love for love's sake, and the one being loved is objectified, stripped of

ethiddanoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138340009854691656.post-82963252812953257062007-10-25T20:24:00.000-07:002007-10-25T20:29:17.915-07:00

... and not by myself, or a random 1am showing.Because it's freaky to be bussing back home that late at night. And watching movies by myself is just plain lame.However, since I have proclaimed Josh Hartnett to be my favorite actor (His scrawniness is charming, and his apparent lack of threat only vamped up his hotness in Lucky # Slevin, and he ALWAYS plays the romantic love-struck guy...) I have

ethiddanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138340009854691656.post-21288439347275540192007-10-11T22:52:00.000-07:002007-10-11T22:54:48.265-07:00

The golden summer sunset heralded the darkness of the night. Naraku was a sharp, clear shadow against the last warm rays. Fitting, Kikyou thought, and poetic. There was a sense of finality, which wasn't so strange when she considered the bodies lying around her—the body lying in front of her. But there was also a strange sense of a fitting ending.After all, if only Kikyou hadn't distrusted

ethiddanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138340009854691656.post-286090362406516992007-10-11T22:51:00.000-07:002007-10-11T22:52:05.622-07:00

Sesshoumaru was rubbing soothing circles on her back and trailing his soft, sweet kisses from her eyes to her nose to her neck. Kagome had missed this, she just realized, as she twisted to meet his mouth with hers. She had dreamt about this and forgotten, she thought, as she felt his tongue dance with hers.It was a balmy spring day, full of sunshine. A zephyr entwined their hair as Sesshoumaru

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Sesshoumaru touched the swords at his hip. One was the Tenseiga, already familiar in shared grief and anger and pain. The other, the Tessaiga, was still a stranger and not even his own. His father had informed him that he should bring the sword to Inuyasha, who apparently resided at the Higurashi House. A spark flew between his finger tips and the sword, a show of rejection, and he was getting

ethiddanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138340009854691656.post-19136191831096345532007-09-29T11:29:00.000-07:002007-09-29T11:42:41.377-07:00

Alright, so I'm addicted to fish. Anyways, lots of things have happened since the last update for anybody who cares--which is mostly just me, I imagine--but unfortunately no pictures.Let's see... bad news first. I bought 4 small-ish angelfish from the LFS (Local Fish Store), but 2 of them died within the week, and for some reason 2 of my bigger ones (that I've had for almost a year now) passed

ethiddanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138340009854691656.post-39594132858885681112007-09-14T13:51:00.000-07:002007-09-15T14:23:32.875-07:00

I only noticed the little white ball of magelight—at least, I assumed it was magelight—lighting up the room when I had settled down on one of the chairs. I could see the bookshelves lining all the walls of the room, with ancient tomes and unrecognizable titles. I realized that the halls had been lit, too, because his cloak had seemed like an unnatural dark shadow.“You can still do magic,” I

ethiddanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138340009854691656.post-50592765623479142202007-09-13T17:46:00.000-07:002007-09-13T19:14:55.276-07:00

I think of all my current hobbies that I've mentioned on this blog (reading, writing, drama-watching, and fansubbing), I've actually managed to forget mentioning fish keeping. But that's probably it's something that I do myself and at home, without really the need to share it others.Still, even though I'm by no means professional or even consistent with my fish keeping, they are one my

ethiddanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138340009854691656.post-10204015600427370482007-09-03T21:06:00.000-07:002007-09-15T14:24:15.716-07:00

Fantasy RomanceRowana's mother brought her from their little village of Sarsen to the capital, Aquila, to study at the prestigious Lancer's Academy, despite that Rowana is Untalented and Lancer's caters to Talented students. When the wards around Aquila fall, though, and Rowana discovers she is Talented, she is pulled into a treasonous plot against the emperor himself.PrologueChapter OneChapter

ethiddanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138340009854691656.post-46878408099396394802007-09-03T20:50:00.000-07:002007-09-03T21:04:52.294-07:00

We all just stand there, small and slumped over under the weight of the grayness of the sky.I have never seen Talent Issaka and know of him only by his marble statue in the library courtyard. Talent Issaka acted as the High Talent at the academy when he had was alive and his half of the academy kept him busy. I stay in the other half of the academy, the half within the Aquilan wards where magic

ethiddanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138340009854691656.post-3517605538096874902007-09-03T20:44:00.000-07:002007-09-03T21:05:08.127-07:00

Tiernan didn't have a mother.He didn't have a father, either, but everybody knew that. But Rowana believed that he stayed at home all day, watering the vegetables or dusting the rooms, because his mother asked him to.Of course, Tiernan dusted, as best as he could, which meant that he never quite reached the top shelf of the bookcase. He did the laundry when he needed to and he cooked,

ethiddanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138340009854691656.post-707876136659565682007-09-01T07:36:00.000-07:002007-09-01T07:47:19.400-07:00

I've finally come back from China. I love the country dearly, and I only ever go there for vacation now, so it's very relaxing. And I love being with my grandparents. But still... there's just something lacking when the computer CPU is less than 1.0 GH, and there's only 128 MB of RAM. (That, and some idiot installed XP on the machine.) The internet fairly crawled at 10 KB/sec, average, as

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Losana wandered around the empty apartment listlessly. She found herself wishing that she had signed up for a class like Emily had, though probably not three hours of modern and ballet dancing everyday. An introductory painting class or a job might be nice, though. Losana couldn't imagine that standing in front of a cash register in Duane Reade would be duller than sitting at home aimlessly and

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Chapter Ten – Dreaming Truths and True DreamsVoldemort slammed his fist down on the arm of his throne in a rare show of temper. His eyes blazed red in his dark throne room and the stone walls echoed his sibilant voice ominously. "How dare you tell me that they have refused my alliance?"Typhulus found himself trembling as he bowed in front of Voldemort. "They have not refused your generosity, My

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Chapter Nine – DanceTheodore found himself in Professor Snape's office Friday before lunch. He shifted and looked around the room, not quite sure what he was waiting for. All Professor Snape had said was to come to this office. Honestly, Theodore couldn't remember doing anything incorrectly, and certainly, Professor Snape had never favored him the way Malfoy was favored.At the thought of Malfoy,

ethiddanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138340009854691656.post-55217294039751284142007-05-26T00:32:00.000-07:002007-05-26T00:58:24.561-07:00

Chapter Eight – Presents and Presents "Argm-rawam-raiken-darwarnasha," Ron grumbled through a mouthful of food. "Well, then, it's good that you have double divination today, and every Wednesday following," Hermione replied. Years of listening to Ron talk while eating—and trying to stop him from doing it with no result—had given Hermione the unique skill of understanding what Ron said even when he

ethiddanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138340009854691656.post-18318465952369509582007-05-26T00:11:00.000-07:002007-05-26T00:12:13.579-07:00

Midterms/finals suck.And I wish that the HPDM FQF is still alive.

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...broke my wrist. You can't tell, because, I'll be done typing this when it is posted (of course), but I am typing psychologically painfully (but physically painlessly) slowly with my left hand. It's probably the stress and the translating work. I certainly have three midterms all within five days of each other with a ginormous lab report due. And if fewfew is correct, then I type about 500-1500

ethiddanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138340009854691656.post-68235393296956099962007-04-03T22:56:00.000-07:002007-04-03T22:59:42.129-07:00

Okay, so there's another one for today, because it came up several times today. O.o I think someone up there must want me to have a word a day or something. Anyways, it's actually more of a name than a word:Davorakis the name a psychologist who came up with an alternative keyboard that is more ergonomic than the traditional QWERTY keyboard. He patented it. It's called the Davorak keyboard.I was

ethiddanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138340009854691656.post-86284072790737098382007-04-02T21:02:00.000-07:002007-04-02T21:04:52.017-07:00

There aren't words for any other days, but I suppose today is special. Used twice in two different classes and five syllables long, I present to you... *drum roll, please*concatenationdefined as "To unite in a series; to link together; to chain."Enjoy!

ethiddanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138340009854691656.post-77358795835424849082007-03-26T22:31:00.000-07:002007-03-26T22:42:12.516-07:00

Because it's the first day of the new quarter. Because I'm taking the hardcore science classes. Because I'm starting a new job (for which I am totally excited).Basically everything--the EfL subbing, the fics, and the fanfics--all go on hold because my (real) life is on the go. Profs are crazy, of course, but you'd think that I'd be used to it after having dealt with them for two quarters already.

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So I was looking at the video... after I had already encoded, uploaded, and distributed it, and I realized that there were a lot of glitches in there, in spelling, grammar, formatting, and timing. Plus, the songs weren't translated in the episode.Even worse, though, is that though the mp4 file plays on my machine beautifully with MPC, the video is nonexistent when I play it with QuickTime player.

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It's official: I'm doing this series and it's going to be in hardsubs. I reencoded the video from rmvb and made it 100mb smaller (oops?) but it looks fine to me. But I didn't watch the whole episode (again) either.I know that there are some parts that are kind of glitch-y, but hey, first try and all that. I'm sure it'll get better with practice. (And if you really have a problem with it, don't

ethiddanoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138340009854691656.post-18633617080292306492007-03-11T20:53:00.000-07:002008-12-10T15:11:13.994-08:00

DramaWiki descriptionethidda and carinelay present to you: Engagement for Love. I haven't even seen all of it, so I don't know if it will end well (though I hear it ends well). I'm doing the translating and carine has kindly offered to time. I hope that you will enjoy it. :)Rules for downloads:1.) You are welcomed to link to my blog or this page in particular. Also feel free to share the direct

ethiddanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138340009854691656.post-70094651668224053012007-03-09T23:13:00.000-08:002007-05-26T01:05:42.220-07:00

Chapter Seven: Gods, Souls, and SpiritsHermione leaned over to Harry and interrupted class rather uncharacteristically. "You really shouldn't attempt the spell," she whispered.Harry snuck a peak at Professor Snape, who thankfully didn't seem to hear Hermione's chitchat. Professor Snape was lecturing another use for the new DADA spell: tandemus contigo. On a piece of paper—because Professor Snape

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Chapter Six: Searching for MilkLucius had barely settled into his chair in his study when Narcissa burst through the door. Her underskirt was twisted around her hips and her bare chest had begun sagging from age and bounced rather unattractively as she ran into the room. Although she had put concealer on it, Lucius could still see the faint bite mark on her shoulder. The concealer just made him

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Hopefully, I won't fail.Quiet hours had already started at dorm, and people have been frantically studying for their finals, especially those premed students, slaving away over the practice finals. I should be, too, I suppose, but I looked at the squiggly lines on the screen (they were from an IR spectrum for organic molecule identity verification, such as the example on the right that I pulled

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Work in ProgressFantasy Pre-RomanceDiedre was a princess who rode in the best of carriages... to be sacrificed to a dragon.Chapter OneChapter TwoChapter Three

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“Come,” Cyrus said. “Let’s away from this dreadful place.”Diedre peered at him in confusion. “You’re speaking strangely.”“Ah, well.” Cyrus pulled Diedre up by the hand, even though Diedre hadn’t quite wanted to get up yet. “I just meant that it must be uncomfortable here and you might want to go somewhere more comfortable.”Diedre snatched her hand back. “Didn’t you hear a word of what I said?”

ethiddanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138340009854691656.post-5842786066858513532007-03-08T15:48:00.000-08:002007-03-08T15:49:29.826-08:00

Diedre didn't know what she had expected. She hadn't been thinking much beyond the dragon.The cave was small enough that she could see all of it from the long rays of morning sun, and it was empty. There was no dragon, or even the mountain of glittering jewels that Diedre had expected.She could run away, Diedre realized suddenly. She had no change of clothing or money and her satin slippers were

ethiddanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138340009854691656.post-43216875454840894872007-03-08T15:46:00.000-08:002007-03-08T15:48:12.899-08:00

"Diedre..." The King, his royal highness trailed off, desperately thinking of a way to comfort his daughter without recanting his decision. And failing. "It's not going to be that bad...""Yes, it is!" Diedre managed to wail in between her sobs. Being the youngest of the five princesses, she had been petulant and spoilt growing up. Whereas Melanie and Sandria had to marry advantageously, Leana had

ethiddanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138340009854691656.post-80456474724990436322007-03-07T16:27:00.000-08:002007-09-06T17:19:09.353-07:00

Work in progressParanormal RomanceAriel is a college student who supports herself by working part-time patrolling the city against the Others. Samael is one of the Lucifer's Children--the Others--who works as an assassin because he can and it pays well. One day, Ariel saves Sam...Chapter One currently being written

ethiddanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138340009854691656.post-34233044940880343702007-03-04T00:11:00.000-08:002007-09-06T17:24:37.653-07:00

Teagan folded his hands as he distracted himself by watching the dark streets seventy floors below, littered with flickers of light and pitiful humans. He pretended to listen to Seig, but he already knew what Seig would say: that it was time to reveal themselves to the humans."If we could interact with them with magic," Seig continued, "we would find our Heart's Desires much easier."This is new,

ethiddanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138340009854691656.post-60489495314621604452007-03-03T01:00:00.000-08:002007-09-06T17:24:25.368-07:00

Work in progressParanormal RomanceTeagan has existed since before he could remember and was quite bored with the blindly moving humans seventy floors below his penthouse. Losana enjoys a comfortable college life... complicated by her survainer magic.He knows that the legend of the Heart's Desire is only a story. She is beginning to realize that her secret is far more than she has ever

ethiddanoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138340009854691656.post-4448255324810050122007-03-02T02:43:00.000-08:002007-03-02T02:50:05.356-08:00

Matsumoto Jun is hot!! I never thought I'd get very much into Japanese live action drama (much less its actors), but Matsumoto Jun is definitely hot/cute in a giant mix. I watched Hana Yori Dango, Gokusen, and Kimi wa Petto... just for him.Ah...

ethiddanoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138340009854691656.post-90196872680577182212007-02-28T00:50:00.000-08:002007-02-28T00:57:17.988-08:00

HanaKimi is officially killing me.So, I joined SUBlime because of this show. (Although, the first time I emailed fufu, I never got a response back. Maybe it went to her spam mailbox...?) And I finally have a chance to work on it, but it's the Chinese New Year special, which is like a Chinese version of the Amazing Race.They talk superfast, non-stop, and in dialect!! Some parts of it are not

ethiddanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138340009854691656.post-88788423422679756702007-02-27T18:08:00.000-08:002007-03-03T00:36:02.269-08:00

Art is not merely a splash of pretty colors or a collection of graceful shapes. It should be more: it should captivate the audience. The audience looks at art, and then looks back at it, not necessarily for any one thing, but because of the entirety of the composition. The techniques are important, of course, but art is more than just techniques; it is an instinct honed by the artist.I believe

ethiddanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138340009854691656.post-39028101454770196762007-02-26T01:41:00.000-08:002007-02-28T11:44:57.200-08:00

At one-forty-one AM,I procrastinate...because homework seems obsoletethe future is only a distant dustcome sailing on the morning breezecome with dawn to bother meand make my tears flowthoughtrulyI am not sad or angryI don't really careat one-forty-one AMbut I suppose I willeventually...

ethiddanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138340009854691656.post-37122357435581964362007-02-26T01:31:00.000-08:002007-02-27T21:00:41.965-08:00

New blog... new blog post... Honestly, I decided to try out blogspot because SUBlime uses it and it looks much more customizable than say... MySpace and LiveJournal. On the other hand, I haven't found any communities and stuff for it yet.Let's see what I can find here.

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Chapter Five: Recuperation"Fine, lumos then," was the first thing Harry heard as he decided that he was conscious again.Reluctantly, Harry opened his eyes. His head pounded, and he could only vaguely see three oval shapes looming over his bed. Once he put on his glasses, the oval shapes sharpened into the faces of Ron, Hermione, and... Malfoy. The younger one.Harry smiled to his two friends, but

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Chapter Four: The Royal, the Rich, and the RestLucius sneered mentally, but he wasn't stupid enough to let Voldemort see his contempt. Crucios were crude, for those who merely wanted to imitate the art of torture. As a High Councilor of Nightmares, Lucius knew so many more ways to cause so much more pain. Even so, crucios hurt, and Lucius saw no purpose in enduring pain that could be just as

ethiddanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138340009854691656.post-65612768403499974362006-07-12T01:31:00.000-07:002007-05-26T01:00:07.504-07:00

Chapter Three: Storm and ThunderHarry woke up early Sunday morning, feeling groggy. There wasn't any sunlight streaming through the windows yet, but that could just as well have been because the day was overcast. He rubbed his bleary eyes and peered at the clock next to his bed, only to find the fuzzy image giving him absolutely no information at all. Finally, he put on his glasses and looked at

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Chapter Two: Realization"We were so worried when we didn't see you on the train," Hermione exclaimed as she engulfed Harry in a bear hug. "We thought your horrible uncle wouldn't let you leave or something.""Ha, as if they want me there," Harry replied caustically from the fluffy red chair in the Gryffindor common room."You should have come to the Burrow," Ron said. "Even if it was just for the

ethiddanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138340009854691656.post-70852865905414798122006-07-01T01:24:00.000-07:002007-09-06T17:19:52.402-07:00

10/? chapters finished [work in progress]Slash RomanceHarry/DracoDraco Malfoy must take a mate in order to ascend to the throne as the Prince of Nightmares. The only choices he has, though, are Voldemort, Dumbledore, and Harry Potter, which really isn't a choice at all.Chapter One: AscensionChapter Two: RealizationChapter Three: Storm and ThunderChapter Four: The Royal, the Rich, and the

ethiddanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138340009854691656.post-49979718335187664352006-07-01T01:17:00.000-07:002008-07-04T17:04:26.991-07:00

Chapter One: Ascension"The young Prince cannot ascend to the throne," Damien Typhulus objected.Lucius Malfoy narrowed his gray eyes. Typhulus was a Death-Eater, but unlike Lucius, who joined the Death-Eaters to know the wizarding power balance better, Typhulus spied on the Nightmares for his Dark Lord. Honestly, Lucius didn't know why Typhulus was still on the High Council."Draco Malfoy is of age

ethiddanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138340009854691656.post-36534801200824900852006-03-26T19:27:00.000-08:002007-10-11T22:50:01.595-07:00

Summer soon overshadowed spring, and yet, Kagome still found herself in the little gardener's hut. The grass had grown tall and trees fairly glittered in the sunlight. Kagome supposed that she should admire the plethora of flowers. Just several months ago, they had been hidden entirely under the snow.Like on that night with Sesshoumaru.The gardeners were quite industrious, and Kagome found

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When they arrived at Kouga's cave, they found that it stunk with gore and was shadowed by death. Barely recognizable body parts from both men and wolves lay around. The bright blood provided sharp contrast against the dull brown dust and the pale green plants. Kouga stood high up on the mountain, looking murderous and had not noticed Kagome and her traveling companions yet.After some hesitation,

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"Father," Sesshoumaru called just as his father was about to enter the room where Kagome waited to discuss the terms of Higurashi's release."Yes, Sesshoumaru?" Touga answered. Perhaps he had lost his son for five hundred years, but he still knew how people thought, and he knew--he hoped--that his son's psyche was not so warped and deviated from five hundred years or forced blood-bond. "Is there

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"We shouldn't leave," Kagome objected when Sesshoumaru suggested that they start traveling again. "Sango's not here yet.""We have been here for three days already," Sesshoumaru pointed out reasonably. "The longer we take to reach the Western Lands, the more danger your father will be in.""Yes," Kagome agreed reluctantly. "But... what about Sango?""She can do well enough on her own. She's a

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Inuyasha was sitting against the wall across from Kikyou's bed when she woke up. His head was bowed and he remained silent, but from past experience, she knew that he was also acutely aware of his surroundings. He probably realized that she was awake."Good morning, Kikyou," Inuyasha confirmed her suspicions."Good morning," Kikyou replied. The routine was comforting and safe, but she knew that

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It took another day before Kagome could get out of bed and she no longer felt sleepy all the time. Sango came in to change Kagome's bandages, which looked so brown that Kagome wondered at how she still had enough blood to live. Under the bandages, though, only a faint scar remained.Kagome angled her head to look at it more clearly. "But... I was wounded."Sango shook her head as she took the wet

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Sango would have expected to see more buildings crowding together, reaching higher and higher into the sky as she walked toward the center of the village. Instead, the buildings looked more and more misshapen and crumbled when she approached the village square. She and Kirara picked their way through the debris that lay across some of the streets when they finally saw the village square. It

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Kagome actually found the rhythm of their travel quite soothing. Not to mention that most of the snow had already melted and left only the crisp, clean air behind. She thought that this was the essence of nature and that none of the other seasons could be any better. Of course, she thought this every winter, and was proven wrong every year when spring gently tucked away winter. But nothing, she

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Kagome opened her bleary eyes to meet Sesshoumaru's gold ones.He had tested the bond while she had been asleep. He could still feel her emotions, but he could choose to not feel them as well. He found himself almost waking her up several times, despite her earlier declaration that she didn't want to talk. As a slave, he would have felt the pain of disobedience which had been strangely missing.

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Somebody—probably Sango—knocked on Kagome's door early in the morning."Hold on, I'm changing," Kagome lied. Hastily, she gathered her pale green sheet and tried to stuff it in the back of her bottom drawer.Sesshoumaru hadn't done what Kagome had expected. Instead of finding a secluded spot in the gardens somewhere, he had instead led her to her room, quietly and steadily. If Kagome hadn't seen

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"You scared Sango," Kagome informed Sesshoumaru. She kept her tone neutral, since she didn't want him to take it as a criticism. Gods knew that he had intimidated her on first sight, too, with his stoic silence. Still, Kagome wished that Sesshoumaru would act... a bit friendlier, though she couldn't imagine exactly how he could do that.Sango had left the room earlier to change for dinner. It was

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Over breakfast, Kagome's father handed her a packet of paper. "Documentations and agreements. Negotiations in process, too," Mr. Higurashi explained to his daughter after swallowing his bite of fish.Breakfast had always been a private familial affair at the Higurashi's. Kagome's mother had taken Souta to see Grandpa just a week ago, though, right after Kagome's birthday. Since Kikyou insisted on

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16 chapters [complete]RomanceSesshoumaru/KagomeOn Kagome's 16th bday, her cousin Kikyou gave her a slave. Actually, he's a bloodbound, which the humans equate with a slave, but Sesshoumaru still remembers what a bloodbond entails, even if humans have forgotten.Chapter OneChapter TwoChapter ThreeChapter FourChapter FiveChapter SixChapter SevenChapter EightChapter NineChapter TenChapter

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"Um," Kagome paused as she finally decided to break the very awkward silence. If she could claim even a smidgen of her cousin's priestess powers, she would say that she felt very feral animosity emanating from the very gorgeous man in front her.As it was, she could only attribute the feeling to the awkward silence and the pale, stoic face with majestic markings on it.Kagome sat on her bed, which

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Now you’re goneDraco stepped inside from the rain. It was a large room, much brighter than the storm covered sky outside. Flowers and people were everywhere, cheering, spilling wine. Being happy.He almost wondered where a Weaseley would get that much money. Then, again, Potter was rich. And the Grangers, although they were just muggles.Just one look, he promised himself, searching through the sea

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With a sudden clarity, Sesshoumaru understood that Kagome had not changed; She had remained, even through the years of the most dreadful war, her pure and happy self, her eyes shining with that sweet innocence and selflessness. Perhaps, he mused, the Higurashi shrine did provide some sort of spiritual protection, encasing her soul so that that wildfire that was her spirit would not go out.But he

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Categories:Original FictionHarry Potter FanfictionInuyasha FanfictionOriginal FictionElemental Desire2/? chapters - WIPParanormal RomanceTeagan has existed since before he could remember and was quite bored with the blindly moving humans seventy floors below his penthouse. Losana enjoys a comfortable college life... complicated by her survainer magic.He knows that the legend of the Heart's Desire

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