Writing Paradise

In the Moonlight © aicchan . Rasanya banyak hal telah terjadi dalam satu kali kejapan mata. Pertama-tama Lune memperkenalkan dirinya dan menjelaskan alasan kedatangannya sesingkat mungkin ("Tuan Minos tahu bahwa pihak kalian tidak akan rela menyerahkanmu, Yang Mulia, jadi saya diperintahkan untuk membawa Anda ke sisinya."), lalu, tanpa mengindahkan protes Dohko dan Pefko, menggendongnya seolah-olah dia adalah karung goni dan keluar dari kamarku melalui jalur yang sama dengan saat ia masuk sebelumnya—jendela. Kemudian dalam jangka waktu yang terasa seperti sedetik saja untukku, aku sudah menemukan diriku berada di tengah-tengah kumpulan orang-orang. Ada Shion dan prajurit-prajuritnya. Lalu ada Agasha, terlindungi di belakang salah seorang prajurit, dan tak jauh dari tempat gadis kecil itu berdiri adalah seorang pria berambut putih perak panjang yang dandanannya serupa dengan Lune. Orang yang kuyakin pasti bernama Minos. Sekilas orang itu benar-benar mirip manusia bia...

It was a topic that arrived to their dining table. On one cold night of late autumn, ten years ago. "When would you marry and let your father steps down from the throne, Your Highness?" Her hand movement stopped midair from putting her spoonful of stew into her mouth when her brain finished processing his sentence. Blue eyes stared wide at the green haired man, and the act was copied by the man sitting on the farthest end of the table—her father, His Royal Majesty the King. It was him who replied to the question. "What brought upon this topic?" "Well, Brother... don't you agree that it's high time to hold a marriage for her?" The man who asked, the King's younger brother, spoke. "The Princess had come to a standard age for royalties like her to find a husband, yet I never saw or even heard stories of her getting close with any of our young noblemen." "We don't have to necessarily follow common traditio...

Roman, Moira, Märchen © Sound Horizon, Revo Inspired by romandehiver and emptyborder. . Imagine your OTP slow-dancing to a love song, with Person A quietly singing the words in Person B’s ear. . Aeolia menguap lebar dan merenggangkan badannya. Jam dinding sudah menunjuk pukul setengah empat, yang artinya ia hanya perlu menunggu tiga puluh menit lagi hingga bisa mengunci pintu perpustakaan, lalu pulang dan menikmati sore menjelang akhir pekan. Ia meninggalkan tempat duduknya di balik meja jaga, mengedarkan pandangan ke seluruh penjuru ruangan. Sekilas, 'sih, tidak ada siapa-siapa. Tapi di antara dua rak di salah satu bagian terdalam perpustakaan, ia tahu ada seorang murid yang mengubur diri di antara tumpukan buku-buku. Wanita berambut pirang itu beranjak, hendak mencari murid yang dimaksud ketika pintu perpustakaan digeser agar membuka lebih lebar dan seorang remaja berkulit pucat dan berambut hitam-perak menyelinap masuk. Pandangan mata mereka saling berte...

Dering weker menarik paksa Haru keluar dari alam mimpinya. Menggeram pelan, tangannya malas-malasan bergerak untuk mematikan weker tersebut, lalu perlahan ia bangkit ke posisi duduk dan langsung bertatapan dengan cermin. Selama semenit ia diam, beradu pandang dengan refleksinya sendiri, seolah mengira-ngira siapa sosok berwajah kucel dan rambut berantakan yang tengah menatapnya balik itu, sementara sesungguhnya otaknya telah berfungsi penuh, mengingat-ngingat apa yang telah terjadi kemarin hingga sebelum ia tertidur. Menunduk ke bawah, ditemukannya gumpalan-gumpalan tisu yang telah terpakai berserakan di lantai kamar dan juga seprai kasurnya. Tisu-tisu yang semalam mengeringkan air mata dan ingusnya kini telah kering setelah ia tinggal tidur. Ia menangis, semalam. Menangis hingga air matanya kering, hingga rongga hidungnya dipenuhi mucus, hingga kelenjar air mata dan kelopak matanya lelah hingga tidak kuat membuka dan ia menyerahkan diri dalam buaian Dewa Tidur. Ya... s...

--> Title: Blessings Genre: Romance/Drama Ratings: T Pairings: 1896, OCxOC, a bit 10069 Summary: Kyouya wasn’t very pleased to know that his daughter will marry. Chrome was trying to soften her husband up with her heart-to-heart conversation. 1896. Disclaimer: Akira Amano owns Katekyo Hitman Reborn. Yami Dragoness of Dark owns Hibari’s daughter. I own the daughter’s husband and plots. Written for KHR Romance Writing Contest! Mamma Boo is a bit cruel, telling us to write a wedding-themed story with her favorite pairing in it;-; I mean, I didn’t write about weddings often! So I decided to throw their daughter and my character in, and so on~ enjoy :D -- “What did you say?” Both female illusionists in front of him traded glances, before sighing heavily. His reaction wasn’t unexpected. They knew how much Hibari Kyouya hated any topic that related his precious daughter Nagisa with Mukuro’s first son, Kiku. True, he had learned to accept him as her boyfriend, but he ...

"Nah, Arata. Kau sudah siap?" "Un." "Kalau bertemu yang sebaya, pertama harus menyapa seperti apa?" "Halo. Mutsuki Arata, 4 tahun. Senang berkenalan denganmu." "Yosh. Anak pintar." Meskipun tidak ada perubahan berarti dalam ekspresinya, aku tahu anakku senang ketika kutepuk kepalanya sebagai 'hadiah' atas jawabannya. Kalau biasanya yang seperti ini disebut sebagai insting seorang ibu, maka untuk kasusku kurasa bisa diganti namanya dengan 'insting single father '. "Nah, Aoi-kun. Siap bertemu dengan teman-teman baru, 'kan?" Suara dari samping membuatku menoleh dan melihat seorang pria berambut cokelat berdiri tak jauh dari pintu gerbang daycare . Tangannya digandeng erat oleh seorang bocah berambut keemasan yang kira-kira sebaya dengan Arata. Kulihat bahwa tanpa melepaskan gandengan, pria tersebut berjongkok agar bisa menatap lurus mata si bocah. "Ayah setelah ini harus pergi bekerja. Nan...

Tsukino Daycare Sebuah tempat penitipan anak di daerah Ikebukuro. Baru dibuka dan ukurannya kecil, sehingga anak yang dititipkan di sana pun belum terlalu banyak. Hanya dua orang yang bekerja di sana, yaitu Kurotsuki Dai dan Tsukishiro Kanade. Mutsuki-ka Terdiri atas dua orang: Hajime (26) dan Arata (4), anaknya. Hajime adalah pewaris utama keluarga konglomerat Mutsuki dan bekerja sebagai CEO di salah satu perusahaan yang mereka kelola. Istrinya meninggal ketika melahirkan anak mereka, sehingga Arata tidak terlalu tahu-menahu mengenai ibunya dan paling sayang pada Hajime. Tinggal berdua saja di sebuah rumah tingkat dua sederhana di daerah Ikebukuro. Hajime mempekerjakan pembantu rumah tangga untuk datang tiap beberapa kali seminggu untuk membersihkan rumah. Untuk urusan memasak, Hajime melakukannya sendiri, kadang membeli makanan siap saji. Yayoi-ka Terdiri atas dua orang: Haru (26) dan Aoi (4). Aoi bukanlah anak kandung Haru, melainkan anak hasil 'kecelakaan' dari...

Hours later, the repair is completed. Nuguigami and Uchiko did an excellent work. They were fixing me up with great care and detail. When I thanked them for their service, they said that I should be grateful to our master instead. "I won't be nice to swords that she doesn't think highly of." Nuguigami admitted as he wiped off his own sweats, tired after hours of working on me. "And since you're precious to her, I couldn't possibly disappoint her by treating you badly, you see." It seemed those two had served her family for a long time, judging from how they spoke so dearly about her. It would also explain why they would understand what she had in mind. Though, I couldn't understand why she would treat me as someone important. Unlike the two tools, I didn't originally belong to her. I arrived to this house a few days ago, when her higher-ups brought me to her, telling her that she should take me as her underling. To do the dirty jobs...

After the light that encased us dispersed, she immediately dragged me to a rather spacious room and told me sit down. I did, and then she went to look for something in the cupboard located at one side of the room, pulling at the drawers and fumbling through things stored in there. "Oh, here it is..." When she had found what she wanted, she turned around and began mumbling something. I noticed that it was a wooden box and she had opened the lid, but I couldn't tell its contents. All I knew was that soon after that she had finished her chant and bright light filled the entire room, forcing me to cover my eyes. By the time the light died down and I opened my eyes again, two new figures had appeared in the room. "Yamanba-kun. These two will take care of your wounds." The newcomers did have the appearance of a healer, wearing white robes and even having cloth covering the lower half of their face. But they didn't seem to carry anything that could possib...

"Yamanba-kun? How are you feeling?" I looked up and saw her entered, having changed her miko -like attire into a much more simple kosode and carried a tray of tea pot, cups, and snacks with her. "Much better," was my answer as I pulled down the tip of her haori that I still wore over my head. She smiled at that while kneeling down and put the tray down. After she sit down before me, she commented, "Do you feel comfortable with the jersey? I can arrange for different clothes if you don't like it." Like her, I had also changed my attire to be much more presentable. This clothing she called 'jersey' was given to me by the two men who treated my wounds (and turned out to be Nuguigami and Uchiko). When I had put it on and looked at the mirror present in the room, I thought that I look weird, but doesn't mind to put up with it since it felt comfortable against my skin. "This is more than enough. I can't possibly be rude and as...

After the light that encased us dispersed, a silent ensued between us. It lasted only for a minute or so because then she issued her next order. "Strip off." I shot her an incredulous look, but she still wouldn't take any objections to her commands. Since I didn't start doing it on my own, she went and tried to pull off my veil, which consequently convinced me that she was serious with it. "Not this one!" I resisted, trying to keep myself covered with it. "It's stained with blood! We need to wash it off quickly!" "It's fine! Think of it as a proof that I've fought valiantly-" "No, I have to wash it! Now !" " No !" Perhaps I had went overboard with my strength, because when I tried to shake her hands off my veil, I had knocked her shoulder and made her fell backward with a loud thump. Luckily, it seemed the only pain she received was from when her bottom landed first on the tatami mat. I w...

Bloods - lot of bloods, spilled. On the surface of the sea, on the floating ships. The blood of the soldiers fighting for their ideals. On the land, on a field not to far from the main battlefield. The blood of a warrior protecting his master. Yes. My blood. The tantou which originally aimed for my master's life now impaled onto my back. By miracle, I had managed to run and get to my master's place in time, shielding her from the attack. I might be a duplicate, and hadn't live as long as my original has, but I'm sure that I've experience just as much battles as he does. My body had clashed against flesh, blood veins, other swords. I've gained scratches, cracks. But I had always been successfully repaired back to health. This time, I felt like I'm in the verge of breaking. My master, who had been covering her eyes the whole time, seemed to have finally noticed that I had came in-between her and the foe, either due to the fact that seconds h...

The objection was to surprise them with an initiative attack from behind. Not manly, perhaps, but I would like to show my master that I could do my job quick and precise, and in order to do that, an ambush is the best way to accomplish it. After I told her to stay hidden under the tree's shadows, I immediately went to execute my plan. Carefully and stealthily I sneaked behind my opponents. My hand that I used to grip my sword itched in alien excitement. Anytime now, I would be close enough to slash through them. But, something unexpected occured. Before I could draw and swing my sword, those bony monsters suddenly turned around, as if had been expecting me to creep up close enough to them. They took me by surprise, but thankfully my reflex was swift enough to make me draw out my sword and block the attack of the one closest to me. My plan was wrecked badly. Fine , I thought as my blade ground against the tantou 's, let's take it fair and square! With that dete...

Apparently, the girl that from now on would be my master not only possess the power to awaken the soul of still objects, but also traveling to the past. She told me to stand close to her and after I did, she chanted some sort of mantra which then made us enveloped in bright light. By the time the light disappeared, we've been transported to another place. "This is..." "Hakodate, in Hokkaido." Seeming to notice me raising my eyebrows, she added, "Would Ezochi be more familiar to you? The land of the Ezo people. It's one of their port towns." I mouthed a soundless "ah" with little to no interest. After all, I'm just a sword. My head is full of killing techniques, not with geographical information. Though I would know my way if she were to send me to my former master's territory. Looking around, the town seemed to be quite large, though I could hardly sense the presence of any humans other than the two of us. It was pretty ...

When I opened my eyes, she had stood before me, with her amber eyes seeming to glimmer in amusement. "I'm Yamanbagiri Kunihiro, the sword of Ashikaga Castle's master, Nagao Akinaga." He paused for awhile, seeing that the glittery stare hadn't stop. "... Are you going to ask me how it feels to kill a youkai ?" "Won't you?" She uttered her first words to me, voice hinted with curiosity. "No." Though she made no sounds of disappointment, her expression clearly reflects her thoughts. Huffing, I had no choice but to tell her. "If you don't notice it yet, I'm not the real Yamanbagiri that Nagao used to behead the youkai . I'm a duplicate made by Horikawa Kunihiro." "Ah, I see." I stared at her, observing the change of expression. Much to my surprise, she didn't seem to become even more disappointed to learn that I'm a 'fake'. She merely returned to put on a composed facade, a...

Perhaps it was due to the fact that centuries had went by since the last time I entered a battlefield. Or it was due to this new form I attained. Or I had simply underestimated my enemies because, regardless of the menacing appearance, they are mere tantou . "Yamanba-kun! Watch out!" The warning had came too late. When her voice had reached my ears, my enemy had swung its blade, aiming for my arm. I only have enough time to break away from a stale duel with the first tantou and move away to avoid the second's attack. And even then I still received injury on my shoulder. "Kh-..." Grinding my teeth, I ignored the wound and swung at the one that injured me. It got pushed away a bit and seemed to be taking its time to recover its stance. I thought of it as a chance and intended to finish it off, only to notice a high-pitched shriek from another direction. The other tantou that I neglected had decided to aim for her. That's why I told her to ...

Shiraishi Hinagiku. Due to her short stature and youthful spirit, she looks younger than her actual age which, I heard from one of my fellow colleague in this store branch, is just one year above me. A childish, bubbly woman. But her management ability and life experience is not something to be underestimated. According to the rest of the branch's team members, which consist of people who used to work with her at their previous branch, her skill allows their branch to reach great sales and keeps up with their rivals so many times. Her only lacking quality—aside from her height—is that her physique is very frail. She is often sick and need bed rest, or collapsing during work hour. Her team members pities her for this, as most men finds her health problem unappealing, as opposed to make them having a desire to protect her. In my eyes, though, her only flaw is the fact that she is part of the Shiraishi household. . "Asahina-kun is... the president director's son, ri...