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Theme 69: AnnoyanceHe had no idea why he had chosen to be a sensei. He was ready to hit his head against a training post and hope that his head cracked just enough to get him out of the hell hole- woops, he meant training hollow- so that he didn't have to deal with the three annoying gennins in front of him.

The first one he was ready to throttle was Ren, who had been on his imaginary hit list even before he found the red head on his team. Loud mouthed, flirtatious, and a complete pain in his ass, Ren could have killed an entire force of ninja just by talking to them. If that wasn't bad enough, the boy had some sort of grudge against him, and always tried to t
Theme 68: HeroTakumi was furious, she could tell. She just knew, without any explanation to back herself up: she could just feel his rage pouring around her. Maybe a touch of disappointment too, if she thought hard about it in the silence, and something, something that tasted familiar, but more sweet to her senses. If it weren't for the crutch of having been drugged, she would have thought herself mentally unstable-like so many had accused her of being, joking or not.

He was sitting at the end of her bed, a huge crater forming from his stature. His hands were clasped in front of his face, his back to her. She couldn't see his face: that alone was enough t
Theme 67: Playing the MelodyIs it alright that I'm not perfect,
that I'm not the doll you wanted
Is it alright that I'm still looking
still searching for that something
that melody, that melody

She hit the side of her head, trying to knock her thoughts out with the blow. Her constant frown was set in its normal place as she reached for her lacy edged pillow, stuffing it to try to block out her thoughts. How she hated that song, that same damn song that remained in her mind when she was alone, when she was with her "friends", even in her dreams. It was like a scar, always there and never leaving, a reminder of pain on the surface, and a constant wound on the inside.
Theme 66: TrapsHe had a feeling she was a complete sadist.

In the past hour she had managed to make his blood fly from parts of his body that he didn't know even held blood, all while keeping a concentrated smirk/smile hybrid. Her combination kicks and scratches-he wondered where the hell those claws came from, she bit her nails off, right?-had him flying through defensive tactics, the basic ones he had memorized from the academy- and yet, she was still after him, chasing him into corners, and bending her body into unbelievable contortions. If it weren't for his prowess in genjutsu, one of her main weaknesses, she would have trounced him out in ten minutes
Theme 65: HorrorShe was curled like a cat around him, curled around his body and his heart, if he wanted to get all cheesy about it. She wasn't supposed to have passed the part marked "Student" but she had-he was glad. Not many other girl's her age would be this content simply sitting in mutual silence- though he hadn't looked at any other girls around her age except for her. She was special.

He ran his fingers through her hair: it wasn't as silky as Kiyoshi's, he was sure, but it was soft and wavy in spots, and he couldn't stop from petting it when she was this relaxed. She couldn't let him stop either- she nudged her head into his hand and practically pur
Theme 64: Multitasking"Karter?"

"Yeah?" He looked up from the cords he had been detangling: his friend of nine years was biting on a hangnail, chewing the poor flesh around her nails like prey waiting to be eaten by a predator. From years of observation, he could tell she was nervous: her feet, encased in the slippers she had just picked out only an hour before, were tapping against the metal of the chair, and her teeth were still clip-clipping away.  "What's wrong?"

"Do you think I'm cursed?"

Karter went back to detangling the cords. "Of course not," he said, pulling a particularly stubborn wire out of the mess and looping it over his shoulder for later. "Why

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Simple, but powerful. I'm not gay. I'm not suicidal. But I can see how it affects other people that are faced against the labels and the discouragement of society. I get called a lesbian because of my short hair, or a transexual because of my masculinity, my androgyny. I know that feeling that someone just doesn't get you, get it, get anything. And maybe that's why I don't get hate. So, instead of hating someone, try to love them, because if you can love what you once hated, haven't you concurred the ultimate enemy?

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~Aphex93 Oct 23, 2010
drop shadows make the words pop nicely and I like how the H doubles as a border :)
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~risingfallback Oct 24, 2010
Thank you :D
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