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The Shadow King and his Princess-P1. KyoyaXHaruhiRunning quickly down the corridor to music room 3, Haruhi opened the door to reveal six handsome guys dressed in medieval knight suits; as well as Honey’s toy bunny dressed in a dapper suit as well to fit the theme.
“Welcome to the host club.” Said the young men all in sync with one another. Haruhi rolled her eyes at Tamaki as he gestured melodramatically to her.
“It’s only me guys…” Before she could finish her sentence Hikaru and Kaoru pulled her over to a corner and proudly placed a small knight outfit into her arms, it was covered with small diamonds around the edge. As they ushered her over to the dressing rooms she caught sight of Kyoya’s glasses shinning in the light, he looked unusually happy today…
It didn’t take her very long to get changed, and as soon as she got out she got the predicable:
“Awww, my precious little daughter looks so darling today, doesn’t she, just like a---”From Tamaki senmpi .
What it means to be a Grim Reaper. Part 1READ DESCRIPTION!
Part one: William's point of view:
I sat in a large hall, it had a cold feeling about it. About 70 other people sat around me, they all had the same expression on their face: worried, scared and confused. Many are crying for their parents. "Where am I?" I thought to myself... then I remembered what happened! The mad man, my parents dying and myself getting shot!
"I'm dead! I was shot, I know I'm dead- how is this real?" I asked myself. I lifted up the bottom of my blood stained shirt to see where the bullet had ripped through my stomach, but there was nothing there but a small red scar! I was about to scream, there was no logical explanation for where I was, buts that’s when I took notice of the other boy sat next to me. He was wearing a blue woolly jumper with a lot of the stitching pulled out and tatty brown trousers. The poor boy was soaked from head to toe and there was a piece of pond plant hanging from his short bright red hair. I took of my jacket and off
Hath No FearGiving yourself completely up to fear is kinda like falling in love: You can't pin point exactly when it started and by the time you realize that you are surrounded by that sensation it's already game over. Just like the image of the person you are in love with starts creeping out from every unexpected corner, fear never leaves your side when you give it a welcome stay. After a restless sleep, it starts beating anxiously in your heart the moment you wake up in the morning and commands all your thoughts and actions throughout the day. It is nothing short of a prison, except you are the only inmate and the warden never takes a break. Ever.
I do not exactly remember when I let fear occupy my being but I remember the exact moment when I realized I was ruled by it. It was late in the afternoon, everybody was out there 'getting busy living' and I had locked myself inside my bed half awake, not particularly finding any valid reason to get out of it. Then I was awakened from a nightmare by my
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