I watched that star in the sky for a long time.

Once long ago, I was a star myself, dancing in the sky along with many others, happy to shine down on those who could not be with us.

I met a star who shined very bright, and showed immense power.

I stayed with this star.

But the star, with the wonderful brilliant shine did not want to shine for others. It only wanted to keep its shine for itself.

And I left it.

I continued to shine, but not as bright as before. I left that star, knowing fully well that it was not by my choice, but by it, and I did not but fight was it said. I just let it happen.

I just let it leave.

I decided to stop being a star and lived like mortals do.

Gazing up at the stars and longing to become one of them.

Every night, I watch my star, who shines so bright yet only gives off a little of it for those of us below. I wondered if that star ever thought of shining for another star, just like it used to for me.

For years I watched that star, who stayed in its spot while the other stars came and went. I would wonder things about it, thinking if it changed, if it evolved, if it too is thinking of becoming like those who watch the stars.

I still watch to this day, but I don't look at it with the same awe and longing as before.

Now, it is just a star, just like millions out there.

I can still single it out in the black sky. But it no longer holds any meaning to me

Before, I would cry, regretting what I did. To make the choice. To allow it to leave.

But now I cry, because I lost that feeling.

And the feeling of emptiness is very cold and cruel.

Like the sky. It is kept company by the stars that do not but twinkle in it. Only a little light, just to entice the sky, but never to give in completely.

I too, feel the blackness. And once in a while I feel the twinkle of my star, my heart, but after a while, it will lose its light and become the sky once more.

The sky is lonely. And I hope the stars will realize how important their presence is to the black abyss and the people below.

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new day, new dawn - the slender dragon
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Disclaimer: Does not own GundamWing, Heero Yuy or Haro, or Chocobos

( Fanfic no. 8 )

Disclamer: Owns Yin, friends own Shin and Kirsche, but not Gwing or David Cook
( Part six- Final )

Disclamer: Owns Yin, friends own Shin, Kirsche and Akuma, but not Gwing

( Part five )

Disclamer: Owns Yin, friends own Shin and Kirsche, but not Gwing


( Part four )

Disclamer: Owns Yin, friends own Shin and Kirsche, but not Gwing or Tres


( Part three )

Disclamer: Owns Yin, friends own Shin and Kirsche, but not Gwing

( Part two )

I finally finished my V V fanfic. It only took me a month to finish it. This is a crossover between an actual event ( V V) and my ten year's after series.

Enjoy.

Disclamer: Owns Yin, friends own Shin, Kirsche, Taisa, but not Gwing

( Part one )

Here's my current LSS and proposed AMV that plays in my head whenever it plays on my MP3 player

Click Track 5

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Roman</div>
( Click Track 5 )( Romanji version )

( English Translation )

( Sora's story plot over here )

Man, I haven't written that way in a long time....It felt good.

Mara out~

I sat in my empty room after exams, minding my own business, dreading the two hundred papers I had to check this week. All the boys have left and they were on their way to finish one more day before saying goodbye to this school year and hello summer vacation. I for one am looking forward to the same thing. We have a family outing planned and being in my third and final year as a probationary, I was looking forward to getting my summer vacation...with pay.

I sat down, ready to check, pen in hand when the door opened.

"Yes Chad, why are you still here? Shouldn't you be at home studying?"

"Yes teacher, but I wanted to ask you something before I went home."

I dropped my pen on the table and looked at him. This small thin boy of mine.

"Alright, what is it?"

"If I am gone, would you think of me?"

"What? As in when you go on vacation?"

"Something like that"

I smiled.

"Well, I will miss all the times we had this year. Like all the hairs I lost because of you guys. And all the sweet moments. I'll feel empty during the summer months, but then I'll remember that I will see you again next year, and I will also have a new set of students for next year."

Chad looked at me. He smiled.

"Will you really think of me teacher?"

"Of course Chad, I will always think of you. But of course I am also forgetful, I forget things, so don't get angry if I forget your name. But I'll remember that for one moment, I shared something special with you."

Chad started walking towards the door. "Okay teacher. I'll be going now. See you around."

"I'll still see you tomorrow. You still have Math exams. Study well okay?"

"I will teacher."

And he left.

These are those rare moments you experience and will cherish in your heart.

But I needed to get back to work. Papers don't check themselves.

I was ready....

My phone rang.

"Hello?"

And my world stopped.

END
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In loving memory of Giuseppe Franco

1998-2009

Part four is up!

( Ten years after-Family Day )

Part two of the series.

( Project D )

In commemoration of my ten year fandom for gundam wing (it's been ten years? how old are you mara???),  I decided to make the ten years after series which is a collection of stories surrounding favorite fandom and original characters that all answer this simple question:

If, after ten year you get to see the love of your life, and still feel the same feelings as back then, what would you do?

i dedicate these fanfics to all of MIKKAELA and mikkaelastree . this is for you girls!!

enjoy!

( Ten years after- coffee )

Dreams of Yin

"What are your dreams Yin?"

"My what?"

"Your dreams. You know, ambitions, desires, aspirations.What is it that you want to become?"

I glared at my 'problem' student for a moment. Her adviser was at his wit's end with her and threw her in my direction, hoping I could make more success than he did. He did warn me of her 'pyscho-schizophrenic' way. I pushed my glasses up and tried again.

She was seated comfortably on the couch, arms crossed defiantly. She knew why she was with me. Based on her records, she had two suspensions this year, followed by a police warrant when she snuck into a bookstore and spray-painted the place black because she found it too bright, and the countless complaints her teachers had on her, it's no wonder she wasn't kicked out of school yet...besides the fact that her uncle is the senior superintendent.

I placed my clipboard down and clasped my hands together. "I'm sure you know as well as I do that you need to stop painting the founder's statue with polka dots. Though I will admit that addition of the boa feathered scarf was a nice yet disturbing touch." I heard her snort. "C'mon teach, stop flattering me. I do this intentionally, no malice, just for fun. If you will try to find an underlying cause to my near-death explosion I will assure you, you will find nothing."

Countless sessions with a therapist and guidance counselors have taught this girl how to weedle minds. She has the makings of a shrink...if she can manage to maintain her QPA.

"Yin, we don't have to take long. We could just pretend that this never happened. I'll just send you back to your room, provided you promise not to threaten Mrs. Archuleta with a dead cat. You know she loves cats."

"Sir, with the paycheck they give you, it better be worth your time to waste it on me. I heard it from everyone else. Nobody's going to believe that I, Yin Zumatra, will sit quietly in her chair for ten seconds without wreaking havoc."

I sighed inwardly. This was going to be one of those days. "So back to my original question, what are your dreams?"

"To get out of this death trap?"

"Something more positive. How about making a name for yourself? What would you want to be famous for?"

I saw her put her finger to her face. I held my breath. I might just have something there.

"...."

"...."

"...."

"Anything on your mind?"

She looked at me as if I wasn't there five minutes ago. "Huh? Sorry, I was focused on an itch on my face."

I felt a crick at my eye. I put my clipboard down and stood up. She looked at me nonchalantly and I could feel her gaze follow me out. I closed the door behind me.

I took off my glasses and massaged my temple. I heard the horror stories of this girl, and it didn't help that even after half the faculty insist that she be expelled, certain dictatorial privileges were in effect, thereby rendering all complaints useless. She was the one who sent her first year counselor into a nervous breakdown, and then her second year discipline officer was this close to jumping off the third floor, and that time in her junior year where two thirds of her class refused to come to class if she were in it.

She wasn't the smartest girl on earth, but she did excell where everyone didn't. That was the funny thing. While her peers slaved over Thesis, she delivered, defended and passed. She wasn't so bad in sports either. She caught every shuttlecock that went her way and she spiked it everytime, giving her an honorary slot in the badminton varsity, which she never attended. and there was also that time when she was away for two hours and nobody knew where she was. It turns out she was at the mini-forest, just lying there, doing nothing.

I shook my head clear, slapped my cheeks a few times then turned to face the door. As senior counselor and head to the guidance office, cases like these should prove as a challenge to me, rather than a hindrance. I smell a promotion coming my way if I could get this girl to talk.

I held the knob and as I turned, I heard voices from inside my office.

"In trouble again Yin?"

"I guess. They always send me here when they catch me going all haywire again."

"I did warn you to ignore the happenings in the parallel world. That was the reason why I told you you shouldn't have had your EYE opened. Now aside from your own world, you see what goes on in the next world."

"If God didn't want us to interact, He wouldn't have given us the EYE. Everyone has it, we just don't use it"

Parallel world?

I peeked into the glass that wasn't covered by my blinds. I saw her staring out the window and speaking to whoever was out there.

"If you see a child die in front of your eyes would you just watch it?"

"That's not the point Yin. Rumors are spreading of an invisible angel saving lives and helping people over here. They do not see you. You and I know these worlds exist. "

"And that's the reason why we will have to constantly be on guard. I can't see everything that happens in this world, but you do. The same goes for our world. We need each other  Brass. We cannot just stand around doing nothing."

I angled my vision to see who she was talking to. Her peripheral vision pointed to an empty space. My guess would be I can't see him since he's not from this world.

"You can't play God Yin. That dead cat bit you did to scare off the bullies here worked like a charm, but I think you got suspension because of that."

"Pfft. Leave them. I'll graduate from this place anyway. Strings and all. I can't leave this place Brass, not with this being the center of all humanity over at your end. This spot is where all happens. If I am not here to settle it out, who would? Your police? They can't even arrest the Black Death. I did. So I don't see the problem to this."

"You can't be in two places at once. And if you don't watch out, you will realize that you will cease to exist in this world, as well as the other. One cannot traverse worlds too often. That's why it's risky enough that we are having this conversation. The worlds could merge because of our doing."

"Think of it this way. 'The undiscovered world' discovered by Yin Zumatra! My teaches' would be shocked that their fumbling trouble maker discovered a parallel world. That will make them eat their words."

I took this time to enter the room.

She stood wide eyed and frozen as I entered. She blinked then sat comfortably on my couch, probably to show me that it was nothing.

"Sorry I left. I remembered I needed to make a phonecall."

"That's fine teach. But I've been thinking about what you said."

"About?"

"About dreams. Yeah, I do have some."

"Alright. Let's hear them."

"Hmm...I want to:

Build a hospital

Landscape a park

Put up a school

Invent the cure to AIDS

Get married

Have kids

Be the first woman to fly

Invent the celphone/mobile game/laptop

Go to college and show those young professors just how young and nubile I am

and basically to change the world."

I listed them all down. Heck, it wouldn't be a first that a student of mine made a 360 degree turn from oblivion.

"And how would you achieve all that?"

She smiled. Which was actually scary, coming from her.

"I'd pray."

flashback

"Really? And here I thought I was the skeptic." He was cut short by the beeping of his celphone. He picked it up.

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"Yes, yes. I'll sign those papers. I'll be down there in five" He clicked his phone off.

I drank a bit before I asked, "Returning to work mode?"

I heard him chuckle as he reached for my pack of cigarette and stuck one in his mouth. He flicked his thumb and out came a small flame from his cuticle. He lighted.

"I take that as a yes" I grinned and looked at him. He shook himself and stared out onto the road. Than never likes being told to get back to his job. He loves it, don't get me wrong, but he's free-spirited, creative and....

"That lady in red stillettos will trip on them as she crosses the road as a speeding truck hurls down towards her."

I heard some screaming, a loud boom and more frantic voices.

....death.

I raised my eyebrow as he blew out smoke. all around us, people were screaming, crying, shouting for help and causing major traffic on the road as they tried to pull out what was left of a diva starlet that got herself caught between the road and the undercarriage of the truck. I smelled a faint scent of metallic blood, one that ran cold.

Than dropped his cigarette and stepped on it. ""Well, my work here is done. I'll see you around 'Ros. Give me a call when you have someone my way."

"Does that mean a lover or a new tenant?"

"Both."

I heard us both laugh as a gust of wind flapped my side and he was gone.

nesan magiqahas finally joined the club of PS2 users, finally got snatched into the KH obsession. she mentioned that it's been taking up most of her time, and i agree. X3

so for everyone's enjoyment, here is a little extra regarding the life that is Amber Victorian. Her very first RPG.

please be warned: I wrote this some two years ago right after *insert insane MAra-esque moments during her final college days* you get the idea. X3. take this fanfic with a grain of salt and a hint of criticism.


and if you (HS friends) notice, Amber's personality is completely different here. :)
Thankies for reading.