Formally the Diary of Kazu

[Beyond Birthday]

Ok.
I have my own thread in all the basic places. >:3
I r closer to ruling werld.

Edit:
Link to current chapter will be posted here.
Or If I am not lazy, it will be posted here.

[rivenmist]

You should modify your old post if you have something else to write.

*delets other post* X)

[Beyond Birthday]

Remembrance ~ Song Fiction [Alternate Storyline]
To The Tune of Panic! At the Disco’s Time to Dance

Well, she's not bleeding on the ballroom floor
Just for the attention,
Cause that's just ridiculously odd.
Well, she sure is going to get it.

Dante sat crying over Gavin’s limp body, his tears drenching the jacket he was wearing. Help he cried, the words echoing continually through the forest, almost as if he wasn’t screaming at all. Dante began to convulse as more blood began to leak out of the wound inflicted to his lover. ‘Don’t die on me, you’re a werewolf! YOU CAN TAKE THIS!’ He said sobbing hopelessly. The sun began to set over the two, almost like in a movie. The fear of the dark wouldn’t consume Dante, especially not when his lover was dead and the anger flowed through his blood – Little did Dante know, but Gavin was merely passed out, a small (and overdramatic) bit of information no one looked over.

xXxXxXxXxXxXxXx
Here's the setting
Fashion magazines line the walls now
The walls line the bullet holes.

Dante sat shaking underneath a large tree as he stared blankly ahead at the two forces now trying to kill each other to express their ownership over one thing – him. He sat in dismay as each clash sounded like a boulder thrown against a cliff, each hit tearing off a piece of his heart. A howl of pain, a screech or two as well, despite the obvious pain the two continued to fight; despite the begs and pleas coming from the one whom they were fighting over, the blood continued to spill. Dante knew deep in his heart that he had to lose someone, but did he want to hear it? No, no he didn’t.

Have some composure
And where is your posture?
Oh, no, no!
You're pulling the trigger
Pulling the trigger
All wrong [Repeat]

“Come now, you filthy leech.” Gavin demanded, his voice lacking the obvious pain.
“You’re hardly worth my time, mutt.” He returned, lunging at him.
“Stop!” Dante continued to plea to no avail, the two were both determined to win, even if it meant that Dante would lose himself – no one can watch as their precious ones are fighting. Dante snapped as soon as the blood finally reached him, splattering all over his clothing and face, mixing in with the tears that were falling without his permission.

Give me envy, give me malice, give me your attention
Give me envy, give me malice, baby, give me a break!
When I say "Shotgun", you say "Wedding"
"Shotgun", "Wedding", "Shotgun", "Wedding"

xXxXxXxXxXxXx

Earlier that day:
“Dante, promise me something.” Gavin asked softly. Dante looked up, a little mad that Gavin had interrupted his cuddling.
“Yeah?” Dante asked yawning as he wrapped his arms around the taller boy.
“If I die, please don’t grieve for too long. If Luna blames you for anything, please, please, don’t get mad at her.” He said his tone too stern, too strict – Dante didn’t like where this was going.
“Wh…” Dante managed before Gavin stepped in.
“Just promise me this!” Gavin shouted, scaring the smaller boy into saying ‘Yes’ almost immediately. Gavin sighed slightly, pulling the smaller boy into his arms tighter.
“Gavin…I love you…” Dante muttered softly, falling asleep almost immediately.
“I’m sorry…I don’t want it to end this way.” Gavin managed as he kissed Dante one last time as he exited the room.

She didn't choose this role
But she'll play it and make it sincere
So you cry, you cry
(Give me a break)

After waking up from his nap he found Luna standing at the door to the room, looking at him worried – the pain and suffering in her expression.
“Luna…,” Dante began. “What’s wrong?”
Luna took a minute to decide whether or not to break her promise to her older brother. “Dante, Gavin’s not coming back…”
“Don’t say that…” Dante muttered the hysteria clear in his voice. Luna turned away – it was true. “Where did he go?” The command clear in his voice, Luna motioned for him to follow, mentioning something about dropping him off.

But they believe it from the tears
And the teeth right down to the blood at her feet.
Boys will be boys
Hiding in estrogen and wearing Aubergine dreams
(Give me a break)

Dante jumped off the bike well it was still moving, Luna turning around to speak with him. “Dante, please don’t do anything that will Hurt Gavin or yourself.” She said clearly, driving off back down the highway.
“I don’t care what happens…” Dante muttered as he ran into the dark forest, the low pitched sounds of conversation clear in his ears. Upon arriving in the clearing he found the two boys a clear distance apart, talking.
“I want Dante, he will be mine.” Artemis said nonchalantly.
“He’s better suited for me; I don’t want to continue this.” Gavin ended the conversation as he turned to face the exit. Dante caught his eyes.
“I told you to stay home.” Gavin said the fear and annoyance in his eyes.
“Can you really stay with someone you can’t trust?” Artemis asked, his fist slamming into Gavin’s face, sending him flying at Dante.

Have some composure
And where is your posture?
Oh, no, no!
You're pulling the trigger
Pulling the trigger
All wrong [Repeat]

Gavin lay on his side, his breathing getting shallow; Dante rushed to his side, trying to get him to stand up. “Gavin! WAKE UP!” He shouted the older teen starting to stir again. “Artemis, listen well. I will never return your love. My love is here, right here, in my arms, and no force in this world will change that.”
“Well then, this only leaves me perceptible that I kill your mutt.”

Come on this is screaming "Photo op."
Come on, Come on
This is screaming, this is screaming, this is screaming "Photo op."

“Dante, please leave.” Gavin said as he began to phase into his wolf form, the midnight black fur startling Dante. A low growl erupted from Gavin as he lunged at Artemis, his teeth sinking into his shoulder. Dante shuttered as the two began to exchange the blows, continuously screeching and growling.

Boys will be boys, baby, Boys will be boys
Boys will be boys, baby, Boys will be boys

Luna suddenly appeared beside Dante, crouching next to him. “Dante, we should go.”
“I’m not leaving without Gavin!” He shouted stubbornly.
“You can’t stop something that you never started.” She said sternly.
“I did start it, Luna. This fight was always about me!” He began to sob uncontrollably in her arms.
“Boys will be boys, honey. You can’t change that fact.”

Give me envy, give me malice, give me your attention
Give me envy, give me malice, baby, give me a break!
When I say "Shotgun", you say "Wedding"
"Shotgun", "Wedding", "Shotgun", "Wedding"

Gavin lay dying, right in front of Dante and Luna, the two mortified beyond any thing words could comprehend. Dante started to convulse in Luna’s arms, makinf the girl only hold on to him tighter.
“Now we could be together for the rest of eternity.” Artemis said softly, smiling as he wiped the blood from his face. Dante growled at him, a clear warning to stay the fuck away from him.

Boys will be boys, Hiding in estrogen and boys will be boys.
Boys will be boys, Hiding in estrogen and wearing Aubergine dreams.

Dante shook his head slightly, laughing hollowly at the man standing above him. “I won’t ever love you, and for what you just did, you must be an idiot.” He said coolly. “I can’t love a murderer; it’s just something moral restricts.”
“You’ll come around, there’s nothing else you can do.” Artemis said dryly exiting the clearing, almost retreating.
“Dante.” Luna said wiping the silent tears on her cheek away silently.
“It’s okay Luna…can I just be with him…?” Dante asked softly, Luna left quietly as Dante walked over to where Gavin lay dying. “Gavin…”
“Don’t worry about me, silly.” Gavin coughed, the blood flying everywhere. Dante didn’t mind, it was hard for him to stay. “I would have asked you to marry me, in a few years…but I won’t quite get that chance…” He murmured. “Take the box in my…left…pocket.” Gavin said passing out, although Dante thought he was dying.’

[Return to top for ending.]

[NiaZen]

it be sad...you be mean...but not as mean as moi...but it's a very good story

[Beyond Birthday]

Why thank you. :3

[rivenmist]

Awwwwwwwwwwwww...That's sad..

But it's well written too.

[Beyond Birthday]

I don't really think it's sad. D:
Am I a bad person?

Thank you though. :3

[Kyuu]

so he's just passed out, am i right? if so, I love it! if not, YOU'RE SO MEAN! just like Nia with Xander and what's-her-name.

[NiaZen]

Oh Kyuu, be quiet...If you would've told me to kill her, she would've lived. Her fate depended on you! Oh kazu, maybe you should add some stuff on how they first met >w< 'cuse Me like how you write your stories.

[Beyond Birthday]

Lol.
This is an OOC story.
I'll post the first chapter on here in a bit.

[Beyond Birthday]

Preface

If I told you I lay in the face of death right now, you’d probably suspect it to be true. You’d probably only wonder why I was in a near death state. If I told you I was about to be bitten by a vampire, you’d think I’m a psycho. If I told you I was in love with a werewolf, you’d think I’m really a psycho. Well maybe I am.

Chapter 1: Return (Part 1)
The sun was, for once in the history of my visits to Port Angeles, out and shining brightly. I scowled as I exited the sliding doors of the airport, hoping my ride hadn’t forgotten. I’ve always loved living with my friends in Washington because of the rain, that and the ocean, but no, it had to be sunny my first day back. I moved over to the bench by the curb moping, I looked up at the ceiling, beginning to count each of the painted yellow stars. 27. There were exactly 27. It’s sad that I’m able to do things so fast because of my intellect; none of my previous classmates liked me for that same reason. I was born with incredible insight and the ability to predict the future via tarot cards, my prized possession.

I was just about to call on my cell phone when a beat up red truck drove up in front of me, the windows tinted. The window closest to me slid down, and a dark, husky voice commanded that I get in the car. I don’t recall anyone with that kind of voice… I thought as I stood up.

“Who are you?” I asked sitting up from the bench.

“Luna’s brother.” The voice returned. No way. Luna’s brother, though older than me, had a lisp, effervescent voice. Not some husky, seductive, rapist voice.

“I want my (bad!) back.” I said pouting as I opened the door. A deep growl erupted.

“I’m not g.” The voice managed before the light flooded out, highlighting my toned muscled and pale skin. “Get in.”

“Gavin?” I asked in utter disbelief. The tan skinned boy nodded. “No way.” I said throwing the bags in the back and scrambling in as his fingers rapped upon the steering wheel; the car shot off as soon as the door closed.

We drove into town a half hour later, nothing had been said between us. He was in shock from my well toned body, and I was in shock from his body. I sat in the back, twiddling my fingers as he stared blankly ahead. I looked around town, noticing we had just left Port Angeles. I wondered where we were going, my apartment was in Port Angeles; but knowing Gavin, asking a question while he’s driving is a not a very smart idea. He pulled over on the middle of a dirt road, near a town named Forks; I sat quietly as he inhaled.

“Get out of the car.” Gavin instructed. I cocked my head to the said slightly.

“Gavin?” I asked, looking at the rage building in his eyes.

“Get out.” He said, his teeth clenched, the rain began to fall.

“Why? This doesn’t seem like something my friend should do.” I said, enunciating my syllables clearly. He turned away, a low growl escaping him. “If I did something, then tell me.” I said, waiting for his reply.

“Luna’s waiting for you up the road…I told her to bring the motorcycle…” He said, his teeth still clenched. Sure enough Luna drove up next to us, splattering mud on the window. “Well?”

“What about my stuff?” I asked not really minding what he would do.

“I’ll keep it until I return home.” He said, unlocking the doors. I nodded, seeing Luna take her goggles off.

“Thanks for the ride…Gavin.” I said opening the door, feeling the surge of cold wind and rain lash against my ill-prepared body. I closed the door and he flipped a u-turn and drove off. Luna wrapped her arms around me; I didn’t even notice her get off the bike. “What’s with Gavin?” I asked as he gestured for me to get on the bike, I complied. We drove off the entire way, the rain falling onto us the entire way. As we pulled up to a small house, looking like something a new couple would share, Luna cut the motor.

“Welcome to our lovely abode.” She said stressing the ‘our’ part. I cocked my head to the side, my general trademark confusion. “We live here stupid.” I still held my head in position. “Inherited off an aunt.” I nodded.

“So…since this summer I’m guessing?” I said admiring the black and hot pink paint, Luna gave a nod. “Your aunt’s house…inherited?” I asked. Luna once again gave a nod. I slipped off the bike and walked to the front door, my hair and clothes deeply saturated from the falling water. I sat on the porch, staring as Luna plopped down next to me.

“What’s wrong? You love the rain.” Luna said as she rested her head on my shoulder.

“Luna, honey, if I told you I don’t think the boy that picked me up was your brother was Gavin, would you be mad?” I asked as I rested my head on hers. She shook her head lightly; So I wasn’t completely crazy.

[Icefire]

OOH! I love that song!

By the way, great story!

[Beyond Birthday]

Thank you.