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Long Time, No Speak [08 Mar 2008|06:23am] [ mood | busy ] [ music | Whatever This Death Note Song Is ] I was reading your profile today for no particular reason and I thought, Yoh-chan...how long have you been Yoh-chan to me? Longer than I can remember I guess. I'd begun to wonder if you'd ever grow out of being called that. But as I can see, you haven't. I checked out that anime you told me about, that Death Note. It was indeed very interesting, and I think that one boy is too bright for his own good. Still only a few episodes into it, but I see why you like that L man. He's strange, and you've always adored strange things. I was surprised to hear, that you didn't care for the Light guy. Unless you know something about him that I don't. Anyway, on to other news... Mia and I are taking some time apart. She's gone to Indiana for a job, she'll be there until the end of the year apparently, and has decided to stay with some friends in the area rather than commute back and forth from Mt. Washington to New Albany. Which I don't blame her. But I think that the problem is rooted deeper than the gas prices. We've grown apart. For more than one reason, and I think the time is coming to an end. I'm a very work oriented person and I forget sometimes, to stop and take a look at the person right in front of me. I've been neglecting her, and myself for that matter. I just find myself so busy, that I say I'll get to something later, and just forget about it. Like this damn journal. I say,  "Today! Today is the day I'll make a post for Yoh-chan to read. So she can know how I'm doing." and then I sit down to eat a piece of toast and then get caught up in the news and make myself late for work. It never fails. I then try to make an attempt to sit down at night after my shower to post, and then I somehow get lost between the shower and the bed and never make it to the computer. Your call last week was greatly appreciated. Even though you didn't reach me, it reminded me how much I'm neglecting this. I hope for your sake, Yoh-chan, you OR Mike aren't as work oriented as I am. I'd hate for either one of you to get hurt by neglect from the other. It's a painful experience, let me tell you that. Time to get some sleep.  Work early and all, since the snow, I have to start out extra early just to make sure I dont die! Take care of yourself Yoh-chan and Mike. We should get together sometime in the summer, when I have my vacation. All differences aside. ~ Miko ~ Draw

It's almost been a year since I've posted! [05 Oct 2007|03:32am] [ mood | chipper ] Good lord! Why haven't you yelled at me sooner? Not that I would have seen it in the first place, I know. WORK! In short. I'm glad to see that you've finished your story! I'm very impressed. I'd like very much if you could send me a copy to my e-mail. I promise not to do anything with it. If you cared to know, Mia and I are doing fine. As fine as can be expected for a couple that never see each other. She's working as a substitute teacher now. So her work takes her all over the place. Last week she came home while I was asleep and I never even knew she was there until I went downstairs the next morning. I wonder sometimes if you would like her. She's nothing like you at all. Always worried about how she looks and constantly smiling. I have a small picture of you in my wallet, from that time at Kentucky Kingdom, that photo booth, remember? She asks who you are almost every day. She's not very good at remembering names and faces. At least not all at the same time. But she said that she would like to meet you. Even though we'll never have the time to. I know that you're always busy with work, as are we. Anyhow, I just thought I'd let you know that I'm doing well. I hope to hear from you soon. Have a good night, Yoh-chan. Don't stay up all night! Draw

Old Draft... ^.^; [02 Dec 2006|06:07am] :: Time passed as it had always had. Arashii Yoh lay in her futon affected by the flow, making her feel out of practice…almost old. She lived in the city of Kyoto, in a very large home with her swords master. He had taught her everything he knew about the way of the sword, and she had used those skills to kill many people. Rakuun Miko had rescued her as a child and raised her accordingly. But he had taken a job far away from home nearly three weeks ago and Yoh lay in her room constantly with no one to keep her company, feeling like she was going insane. Being that he had saved her life, he made sure to be the one to assign her work, she was never allowed to take a job without first consulting him. Sighing heavily, she rolled over onto her stomach, picking up the hand mirror he had bought her one year for her birthday. She had sharp, pretty features, her eyes a strange gray color. Her long cherry black hair pulled into it’s customary ponytail. She wore training hakama and gi no matter where she went, refusing to dress like a normal “girl”. And she felt that it made her unique. :: :: It had been what seemed like years. The tall young man stepped foot inside the walls of Kyoto for the first time in three weeks and he immediately felt home rushing back over him. The job he had returned from had taken much more of his time than he had liked. Leaving his apprentice alone for far too long. He knew that she would be able to care for herself, but he still worried. As a father would worry for his daughters safety. Though Miko was hardly Yoh’s father, he cared for her safety deeply, keeping her close to him as often as he could. His feet came to a halt, taking in the Kyoto air. He ruffled his already untidy black hair, a short sigh escaping his lips. :: She’s going to be angry for my being late… :: He picked his feet up again, heading for home where he knew he would both be in trouble, yet welcomed home.:: ::Trying to keep herself awake, Yoh crawled out of her futon, taking up her training boken from the corner. She would try a little training to keep herself from utter boredom. But as she made her way to the back garden, she found herself unable to draw up the strength to even raise the boken. Being so lonely had almost sucked all the life out of her. She sank onto the porch, letting the boken fall to the ground at her feet. :: Why does he have to take so long?! I’m so tired of being alone… :: As Miko’s feet touched the front hall, he felt a great wave of relief pass over him. :: Another job well done. :: He had always been thankful when he managed to return home safely from a job, and see his home in one piece. Yoh was most likely training in the back garden or the training hall as usual. It’s where he normally left her and came back home to find she’d hardly moved. :: Yoh-chan?! Are you home?! :: Yoh laid back on the porch, letting herself fall asleep yet again, watching the clouds drift past. She knew she had spent more time asleep this trip around that she ever had before. There was just something about his absence that seemed to keep her motivated. :: :: Hearing no reply, Miko made his way through the front hall quickly, but silently. Finding her bed freshly slept in he knew that she must have been in the house somewhere. If she had gone out, she would have done chores first. :: Yoh-chan? :: He turned on his heel, heading for the back garden. There he found his young student laying across the porch, her clothing looking very disheveled, looking almost like she hadn’t changed since he had left. He couldn’t help but laugh inwardly, seeing how depressed she had been at his long absence. Kneeling next to her, he moved his hand to her shoulder, shaking her gently. :: Yoh-chan…get up! :: She sat bolt upright, her head slamming into something very solid, blinding her for nearly a minute. When she was able to see who had woken her, her facial expression didn’t change at all from the angry look it had before. :: You’re not dead then? I’d just finished selling your things. :: The anger in her voice was apparent. She was not happy with him by any means. Though she was thankful he had returned. :: :: Miko rubbed the spot on his head where she had collided with him, and innocent smile on his face. :: Come now, I know you don’t mean that. How have you been? :: She scoffed at his question. :: Now you care? Couldn’t even send a telegram that you were coming home, could you? I’ve been waiting here for almost a month! Now now…Yoh-chan, you know that I couldn’t take a chance on sending anything to you in case someone was watching me. :: He smiled brightly at her, knowing that she wouldn’t be able to stay mad at him for long. She was always so sensitive when it came to him. :: :: Sighing heavily, she stood up, trying to straighten her gi. :: I was really worried you know. You’ve never been gone this long. :: He smiled yet again, placing his hand on her head. :: You know, you’re irresistibly cute when you pout like that. :: As he spoke, his smile faded, moving his hand to her forehead. :: Yoh-chan, are you sick? :: She was extremely warm for such a breezy day. :: N-not that I know of…why? :: She looked up at him concerned, had she been sick while he was away and mistook her lack of energy for loneliness? :: :: He nodded, removing his hand. :: Perhaps I should prepare you a warm bath. You’re running a slight fever. :: With that, he moved his hands to her should, directing her back to her room. :: You get ready, I’ll warm the bath. B-but you’ve just come home! We haven’t talked. :: She whined. :: Yoh-chan, your health is more important. I’ll stay outside and you can talk to me then. You need to get into the bath and back into bed as soon as possible. :: She was a little annoyed that he was avoiding the fact that she was upset with him. She didn’t feel sick at all, but he was always able to catch small colds before they became worse. Gathering her things, she headed for the bath none the less. Finding it would be more difficult to fight his judgment. :: :: Lighting the fire for the bath had only taken a few moments, he now sat, crouched, next to the fire with a small fan, keeping the flames going when he heard her soft footsteps behind him. But what he imagined to see when he looked up was far from the expression she wore. She stood, still in her training cloths, looking down at him from the porch with tears almost flowing down her cheeks. :: Y-Yoh-chan? Are you alright? Tell me something, and I want you to be honest… How long are you going to keep playing these games? :: He stood up, looking at her puzzled. :: Yoh-chan, what games are you talking about? :: Anger now flashed in her eyes as she reached out and smacked him lightly on the cheek. :: You leave me at home to worry about you then come back and act as if you’ve done nothing wrong! I’m tired of being treated like a child and playing your games! :: He sighed heavily, having avoided being hit on purpose. He knew very well what she meant, and felt he deserved her anger. :: I just…I don’t want you to be hurt. So I leave you here to wait. And I’m sorry, but I’d rather die than see you hurt. And did you ever once stop to think that it hurts me each and every time you walk out that door without telling me when and if you’re coming back? If you ask me, you’re being selfish! What about my feelings?! :: At that, she stormed past him, into the bath, slamming the shoji shut behind her. All he ever did was make excuses to ignore her and she was through playing. :: :: He stood, rooted to his spot, his cheek stinging in the cool breeze. He knew that she was in pain and he still couldn’t say anything that would change it. Instead he would remain silent, going back to his work on the firewood silently. Whatever it was she saw in him, she deserved something better. Someone to take care of her, not leave her waiting. :: I remember that one well : D Some of it I actually lost and had to remember it, that's why it's taken so long to post. Sure did set him straight though, didn't she? You always had that way of making me sit and the keyboard thinking "Damn, sure am glad I'm not really that guy. " Haha...Miko and Yoh were a match made in heaven. He's too childish to admit anything and she's too stubborn to make a move. I think I should download old AIM again and have another go at RPing with you. Or are you using another messenger now? 2 Drawn Draw

Well, well, well... [12 Sep 2006|04:14am] [ mood | calm ] Time has crept past and I hardly know where to begin. I don't know where you are or what you're doing at this moment Yoh-chan, but I do know that you're writing is a beautiful as ever. I really wish I had to time to RP with you again, but I'm afraid I've lost my touch. This Lineage seems interesting at best. Intoxicating at worst. But if the world is ever so fantastic as you've described, I might like to see it someday. It's early now, and I wonder if you're in bed? Or are you sitting at your computer somewhere? Well, I think I'll go read through the old drafts, and maybe pull out an old RP to post at a later date. I promise, if you want, to post more often to see how you're doing. And as much as he may dislike me, or even hate me, I wish Mike the best. The both of you deserve the best. Goodnight Yoh-chan. Ja ne, Arashii. 1 Drawn Draw

I know it's late, but... [28 Sep 2005|05:38am] [ mood | busy ] HAPPY BIRTHDAY! This is the first chance I've gotten to sit down and use my computer that's just been collecting dust this past week to tell you happy birthday. I've been working a lot, but that's beside the point. I've finally found a nice house out in the middle of no where. It's peaceful out here and the people are nice. Considering I only have like one neighbor. He owns a farm next door. Which would take me about twenty minutes to drive there if that tells you how huge is land is. My father wanted to come down and see how I am, but you know how that went. I lied and told him I'd be working over OVER time at work for the next month. ^.^; God that man is insane! How have you been Yoh-chan? Hope you're doing well. ~Miko~ Draw

I knew I was going to regret this... [06 Apr 2005|04:03am] [ mood | sad ] I don't know how long I've been back home and I haven't called you... Haven't talked to you or about you since I last saw you working at McDonald's that night. Why? I'm not sure. I guess you could say that I'm in denial... I was hoping...wishing that when I came back home you would be there waiting for me at the airport, there to give me a big welcome home hug and to for you to say "Miko-sama!" once more. Which I suppose you would have done had I given you the chance. i'm sorry for taking that away from you and just showing up the way I did. but to my real point, was I was hoping that you would still be alone, just like me. Or at least not really happy with you male friend. But, you were. Some part of me was so happy to see you smile like that. To see you smile the way you did when I did something funny, or when I was being just plain stupid to get your attention. That smile that told me you were truly at peace with yourself. I hadn't seen that smile from you in years. Since that day I left...you were never happy. That's what you told me. Since the day I said goodbye and got on that plane, you never smiled like that again. Until, you met him. He's made you happy, and some part of me is thankful to him for making you happy when I wasn't there. Then, part of me hate's him...being that he's taken you away from me. Away from me in the sense that I can never be to you what you are to me. I've liked you...no loved you for longer than I care to say. And I'm sorry that I didn't tell you sooner. I didn't because I was too old for you then. And it would have only cause problems between us and I didn't want that for you. I didn't want you to start caring for me that way then have to turn around and deny you because of the law. You deserved to love who you wanted, and you just chose to love me like an older brother. When I saw you as so much more than that. But I kept my feelings at a distance and remained that big brother of yours, just to spare myself the pain of you telling me it would never work out because you could only ever see me as a brother. But when I came home, I thought that maybe times had changed. Maybe you could see me as more. See me as a future. And there you were, smiling that smile with him at your side. It broke my heart... All I could do was hate him for having what I couldn't. For taking my chances of loving you away. I don't know this man, but I hate him with every part of my soul. And I suppose I'll go to hell for that, but I can't help but feel that way. It's not fair to you, I know. And I'm not asking you to see things my way, because you wont. You can't, because you love him the way I love you. There's no way that you could see and reason to hate him. Like there's no way I could EVER hate you... I would come see you, but I couldn't keep myself in line with him around, and I wont ask you to step out without him. It would seem wrong and lead him to think thoughts he should never think about you. So I'll only say this. I love...don't you ever forget that. And if there comes a time when you decide he's not the one for you, I'll be there. If you want me. Though I hope that time never comes, because that will mean you weren't happy with him. You deserve to be happy after all that I've seen you pull through. People torment, boys treating you badly, instead of the wonderful person you are. At least this man treats you well. I have to go now...goodnight. Yoh-chan. 2 Drawn Draw

A very wise desicion... [20 Jul 2004|12:56am] [ mood | grateful ] I'm very proud of you Yoh-chan. I bet you're going to be a whole lot more happy now that you've censored her from you life. She raised too much conflict with you, so it was just best to let her go and let her live out her dramatized life without you. That is what she seems to want...so let her have it. She may have taken away four years of your life, but as far as I can see...she can't take your future. A future that I know is going to be wonderful and happy thanks to Ria. He seems to be a very nice and reasonable man. And yes...I do mean man. Not like all those other "boys" who messed up your life. Oh..Ria...I'm sorry that I havn't been online of late. Work takes up a lot of time..so I wont be on for a while... My apologies. 1 Drawn Draw

No father...beach is fine...Imma die of skin cancer living here! O_O; [16 Jul 2004|03:12am] [ mood | restless ] [ music | X Soundtrack ] So, I've decided to not head out to the beach when I get bored anymore. Cases of skin cancer are going up and I dun wanna die just yet! I've still got some stories and art to put out there in the world before that can happen...oh, and not to mention, I have to see Yoh-chan once more. Would be such a lovely face to see right before dying. God, I feel like I've missed out on so much there. I hope everything's still the same. I miss my old house... It was so cozy...ah, and my room! Remember my HUGE room Yoh-chan? It..was the best. I'll have to make sure the house I buy when I get back is massive...any big homes in that new neighborhood right next to yours? DUDE! Valley! I'll get to see Valley again! That run down, backwater, hole in the ground of a school. Ha...that should be great. BTW Yoh-chan, expect me to visit you everyday at lunch! Draw

Oh my sweet Jeebus! [13 Jul 2004|02:14am] [ mood | mellow ] It's been so long since I've seen this damn live journal thing... To tell you the truth Yoh-chan, I forgot all about it...-.- How have you been? Who's this...Ria you keep talking about? Have I ever met the guy...? Is he good to you...? Ahem...I know I'm being all big brother-ish, but it's what I do. As long as you're happy, I'm happy for you. But if her fucks with you...just let me know... I'll come home right away. Ah...my father has finally given up on the "Father Son" time and has decided to let me live out my college free day's in peace. Thank God! My trip home is still on schedule. I leave July 29 and should be back at least two days after that. Unless something changes... Love you Yoh-chan! Don't forget me! 2 Drawn Draw

Shhh...I'm in hiding!! [11 Jun 2004|11:37pm] [ mood | uncomfortable ] [ music | That weird sound coming from the water heater O_O; ] My father has gone crazy! Crazy I tell you! I'm currently locked in my non-comfy basement, trying to be as quiet as possible so he'll think I'm still with Mark and the guys...but, food is scarce down here. And it's dark...a little too dark >>; If anyone know's of a way to get me food and a few decent light sources smuggled in through that small window behind me, I'd be eternally grateful. That, or you can just steal my father so I can get the hell out of here! I don't think the man sleeps for God's sake!! @_@;;; Ah...he's moving to the living room! ::dives under the desk:: God...please....HELP ME!!!!!!! Draw

Well then... [10 Jun 2004|04:49pm] [ mood | content ] I've had to go through five different names to get this damn thing to work... But, now that I've got it up and working, I can finally keep up with it and what Yoh-chan's been up to. It seems that my father wants me to stay here in L.A. for a little while longer. I've already set the date of my return for July fourteenth. That should give me plenty of time to settle back in before August when my new job begins. I've talked to Yoh-chan's good friend, Skyler, and he's offered to give me a job working with him and Kenneth. It'll be a hard job, but the pay's good and I'll still have some free time. We don't work past four in the afternoon. Well, my dad's here so that means more 'Father, Son' time...-.-; Yay.... 1 Drawn Draw

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