Recent content by Rebecca M. Renfield

Keiji's just mean. *chuckle* Chapter One: Like the Memory of a Kiss I flopped back on the bottom bunk of my bed with a book, and Eve (my pet Eevee) curled herself around my feet, getting comfortable once I'd settled down into the comforter. It was almost Spring now, about a month after Takeru...

People hate my stuff. I suppose I should just get used to it.

And slowly, you come to realise it's all as it should be. You can only do so much. If you're game enough, you could place your trust in me. For the love of life is a trade-off. We could lose it all, but we'll go down fighting. And what of the children? Surely they can't be blamed for our...

Instead of making this a separate chapter, I'd rather make it a splice-on to Chapter Ten. Chapter Eleven will be the last chapter before moving on to the next book. ;x Chapter Ten: Dissolution of Disillusion ::Takeru:: Can you not get over yourself, even for a moment? I sneered at Keiji...

Takeru's the evil vampire guy.... Keiji may be nuts, but it's the good kind of insanity. >_>; And no, it was intentional. He was born human (among other things), and that's not a "with", that's a "being".

She's going to ditch the outfit sooner or later. Her attention span is so incredibly short, dear! She only did it 'cause Suri told her to; when have you ever heard Kurai accommodate human culture? Hmm? She doesn't understand eating etiquette?why in the world would she understand nudity being...

It's already had Fanfic of the Week. ^^; Thank you, though. It means a lot.

Took me long enough, eh? Chapter Nine: Perverted Games ::Rei Takunei:: I leaned over the side of the pool table, aiming to make a trick shot. Some say I've got a poker face, no matter the game. To them, I say life's the game. "1 in the right corner pocket, followed by 2-3 in the left pocket...

Rawr, I know that Pok?Chow is a rather generic term--but, if I hadn't used it, it wouldn't really be a Pok?Fic, now, would it? You have to call it a Pok?Dex, Pok?Gear, Pok?Nav, and a Pok?Ball. There are certain terms you have to use to label the contents of a reality, otherwise the reality falls...

Hot time~! [/Bubs] o_O Chapter Eight: Yay? I was working my way to Ecruteak. I was taking my time, though?I was in Viridian Forest, and it was easy to appease Kurai's seemingly insatiable hunger here, considering the sheer number of Trainers here that came to capture the wildlife. It almost...

Chapter Seven: In Your Little Small World ::Sarina:: Takeru sighed in mild exasperation when Suri left. "I don't understand why you put up with that one." "She's difficult sometimes, but it's rewarding to see someone you've taken under your own wing flourish." He was silent for a while...

Chapter Six: For No Reason at All Once I could take their acid glares no longer, I slunk away in depression. Sulking down the halls, I returned to my room, where Kurai was still asleep on the bed. 'Why must things get so complicated in so little time?' I uttered, distressed and dismayed. I...

Chapters One through Five of The Kuraitenshi are currently up. And thanks again for giving me the fic of the week. :20:

Chapter Five: TSP When I woke up, Takeru lay not a foot from me, unconscious. I groaned, trying to sit up, but I could not, completely sore, from head to toe. I rubbed my head, and knew already that several bones had been broken in the attack, and I could feel blood beginning to crust all over...

==Author's notes for Chapter Four: "Muscle Museum" is a song by the British band Muse. The second stanza strikes me particularly in reference to the contents of this chapter, while the first stanza (really, the first line of the song) matches the fifth and sixth chapters?but I'll get to that...