Your CS Pet Pairs? :3 (NEW THREAD!)

[lululizzy23]

Jacob(M)

Sara(F)

I saw her bright eyes through the dim light of the club and walked over to her. "Hey." I said looking at her thin navy blue form. "I'm Jacob." I said blushing a little. "I'm Sara she replied drinking the rest of her drink. "Cool." I said feeling like an idiot not knowing what to say. Sara just rolled her eyes and walked away, but what she didn't know is I followed. "So, what'd you say your number was?" I asked. Sara whipped around faster than
a tornado "Oh it's you, and I didn't." She said. "Well then? Here's mine." I said shoving a small piece of paper into her hands then turning and running away.
((Blah blah blah should I finish?))

[TheWhiteWolf]

Marble (M) and Azul (F)

Part 1

Azul:

I was looking at the blackboard, or, seeming to, but I was really looking at him. I heard that he was a jerk, but I couldn't help but to like him. He was broad shouldered, with his gorgeous brown eyes, and his pure white teeth. I sighed inside, and forsakened myself to a life without love. Who would love me? Me and my stupid blueness! I thought angrily. The teacher, of course, then called on me.

" Azul, what is Pi? " She barked in her brisk voice.

" Uh, uh.. um 25? " I guessed, knowing I was wrong. I blushed furiously in embarssement as the class erupted into laughter. The teacher shook her head and tsked tsked. Marble raised his hand.

" Yes Marble? " Asked the teacher. Marble glanced at me and said, " Pi=3.14, Mrs. Faulkner. " He lowered his hand and I put my head on my desk in shame. Of course, the teacher made everything worse by saying " Azul, I think you should stay after class, cme to my desk once class is over! " Urg! I am so stupid. Now he will never like me! Tears welled up into my eyes, and I brushed them away angrily. After class, I went up to Mrs. Faulkner and she scolded me. I just held up through it. She was really making me mad. I made one tiny mistake and I have to be held after class! After she was done, I stormed out of the classroom. I wasnt looking at where I was going, and I crashed right into Marble.

" Uh.. huh, Hi. Sorry! " I squeaked. His paws were gripped around my shoulders, because he had automaticly grabbed me so I woundnt fall.

Part 2

Marble:

I looked down at Azul in surprise. Is she afraid of me? If she is, I better let go! I quickly let go of Azul and realized that I was taller than her. I looked down.

" Sorry, I should of been watching where I was going. " I gave her a small, hesint smile. I was relevied when she gave me one back. I stooped down to pick up her books after a few akward moments.

" Wait! You dont have to do that! " Azul exclaimed. She bent down too and as I looked up, we bumped heads.

I laughed and rubbed my forehead.

" Are you okay? " I asked carefully, as she wasnt laughing with me. She was hunched forwards, covering her face. " Azul? " Her name came out of my lips strangley. " Azul? " I asked again.

" Go away! " She replied, her voice muffled. I smelled it then.

" You are bleeding! " I exclaimed, worried. " Why didnt you tell me? " I gently seized her face in my paws and turned it side to side, ignoring the quicking of my heart. I heard her breathing faster, and her heart beating more, and realized something. She is afraid I will hurt her again! I let go of her face and waited for her to move away. But she didnt, and I found myself captured by her hidden beauty. I just stared at her, then spoke.

" Um, uh.... " I cleared my throat, and tried it again. " Your nose may be broken, but that is where the blood is coming from. " I waited for her response. She blinked a few times, took a deep breathe and spoke.

" Yeah, um, I think I should go to the nurse. " She then got up, turn on her heels, and strode down the hallway.

Woah. She just left her things here. I must of really terrifed her! I gathered her things, and just stared at where she left.

Part 3

Marble:

I shook my head and hurried after Azul.

" Wait! You forgot your stuff..... " I trailed off when she only walked faster.

Wait! If I dont return the books now, then that means that I can use them as an excue to see her later!

Absentmindly, I flipped through a notebook that was labled in big letters: MATH I kept flipping, wen I saw something that stopped me cold. In big letters, in the way back, were :

I LOVE MARBLE!

With cute hearts all around, and little cupids. It was very artistic, and she was a great artist. But I had it all wrong! I thought she was afraid of me!

Oh, well, she likes me! Well, do I like her. She is very pretty, and she seems very sweet. I think I will give us a try. I thn set off to confront her about the notebook

Part 4

Azul:

I was morrified. My nose was dripping all over the place, I left my notebook with Marble, and there was something in there that was very privite! I heard Marble call my name and tell me to wait, but I ignored him and ran into the office. The secretary took one look at me and just handed me a towel from one of her endless drawers and said in her bland voice. " The Nurse's office is down the hallways, two doors on your right. " Then she went back to typing. I stood there, then I went to where she pointed, sticking my tounge out at her as I went.

Part 5

Azul:

I surppressed a shiver as the Nurse's cold paws took my face in them. She tsked and shook her head slowly.

" You dont have a broken nose, but this shouldnt of happened, unless you tried to headbut a soccer ball! " She said in her nasally voice. She laughed, a high pitched, loud, unpleasent sound. I winced, then quickly stopped as she turned towards me.


" You should take the day off, sweetie. I will call your mommy and you just stay there and wait like a good little girl! " And before I could protest, she had stuck one of those cheap lolipops in my mouth

Part 6

Azul:

" Azul! Were you in a fight!? All I know is that the nurse called me up and said that your nose was bleeding and that I should pick you up! " Cried my mother. She clucked like a mother hen, and circled me, checking me out all over.

" MOM! " I said. " I am fine! I just bumped heads with another kid! "

" Okay, dear, but if you are lying, well, you are sooo grounded young lady! " My Mom scolded.

" But... I didnt do anything! " I protested. I hated my Mom. She never understood when to shut up! And the stupid Nurse wasnt even defending me! She just nodded her head like she knew I did something wrong, even though I didnt! I was about to cry, when I heard the door behind us open. Now my day was worse. It was Marble.

Part 7

Marble:

I had stood in the hallway for about 10 minutes, trying to decided whether or not to return Azul's notebook. Do I want to return it in front of other people? Or do I want to return it to her alone?
I decided to give it to her now, but grabbed my blue pen and flipped quickly through her notebook to the page that she decaited to me. I scribbled hastily. Hey Azul, I like you too, a lot. I think you a pretty and smart. Do you think maybe we could go out this weekend? Here's my number. I wrote down my number. I then shut Azul's notebook and prayed she would read it. I took a deep breathe and walked down the hallway and into the office. There was the secertary, typing away as always. I then saw Azul, and it looked like she was about to cry. Her mother was yakking away. " You better not of been getting into a fight young lady! Otherwise you are sooo grounded. " Her mother was wagging her finger at Azul as she had done something wrong, and the stupid nurse was nodding her head as if she agreed with her. I cleared my throat and spoke up.

" Excuse me? Miss? " I asked.

Azul's mother turned around and glared at me. Azul smacked her forehead and shook her head slowly.

" Yes? " She asked, not to happily.

I swallowed hard, but contuioned. " Azul didn't get into a fight. We bumped heads in the hallway. I startled her and she dropped her books. We both went to go pick them up, and we bumped heads. I came here to return her notebook. " I handed it to Azul and she smiled weakly. Azul's mother's face broke out into a grin.

" Oh well, well well! Look who we have here? A proper Gentleman! Why thanks you.... " She seemed to have forgotten that she had just given this " Proper Gentleman " an evil glare not moments ago.

" Marble " I said.

" Why thank you Marble! " She beamed. Then she said " Come on Azul, tome to go! " and left the office. I gave Azul a quick wave and smile and was happy that she return one too. I nearly skipped out of the office.

[Anthea]

Thanks to those who voted. ^^; Mind if I get that story to you later today? I mean, like, post it later... Because /inspiration/ is here, maybe not to stay.
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[ TheY say imitation is the -best- form of flatterY ]
"You are noT me"
[ It's a wicKed type of cycle ]
"Let me go pLease"
[ Typically results in bAttery ]
"I will never be your Sword of Damocles"


People like him were quite unusual. Rare, very rare. Insanely hard to come across, to notice, even. And when you did, it made you crazy to know that you could never live up to what they were.
What they were.
Perhaps you would {will} try your best to understand the magnitude of change they could institute on this world. Perhaps they would never quite understand what they could do, but you always could.
You were the one who noticed them. It was you. Not her, him, it; you- take it as you would before- but now it's your responsibility.
Congratulations, you know are in possession of your dream role-model.

And they have no clue that you're pulling the strings.
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"Please, sir, it's just one autograph," he whined, hallow eyes yowling.

"Look," the yellow-tinged man started, "I will not sign that. I'm not even famous."

The shorter one shook his head vigorously. "No, no, you are, oh you are," he said, trying to convince his paramour. "Please, it would make my life."
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[ Close youR eyes, make a wish ]
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"I guess. Do you have a pen?"

A smile caught the other off guard. "Always, always!"

The taller one took the pen and scribbled his name on the paper. "There, will you let me go now?"

"Would you like to have some coffee at my house?"
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[ And it wilL forever come true ]
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"I, well, I guess..."

I love this!

[aquamarine]

Anyone have an opinion on which I should write a story for? x3

Beauty [f] and The Geek [m]



He saw her standing there.

Knowing she would never be his to hold nearly broke his heart.

He closed his eyes.

Sweet longing...if only, if only.

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Fiona [f] and Holly J [f]



Having a best friend is one thing.

Being in love is another.

But being in love with your best friend?

It's a whole new world.

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A girl [f] and her horse [m]



As she slammed the front door and ran to the barn, she started to cry. She threw herself on a bale of hay and sobbed.

A slight sound and a soft whinny pulled her attention away from her tears. As she looked up, there was Jazz, with an almost inquisitive look on his face, as if he were asking if she was alright.

The girl stood up and walked to her horse. "Oh Jazz, no one understands me. No one understands how hard it is trying to be perfect for Mum and Daddy all the time. There's nothing in that house but anger and disappointed looks."

As she hugged Jazz, he blew in her face and sniffed in her ears. The girl laughed and rubbed his nose. "I love you too, Jazzy."

[ -sheepish grin- the last one is kind of a story in itself...sorry :3 ]

[mawsoleum]

{[Cronos]} --+-- {[Baza]}

T i l l death do us pa |rt.
Remove these s.h.a.c.k.l.e.s from my feet and let me fly
I /no/ longer am of (your) living heart

{[story coming]}

They loomed over my body, creeping closer and closer upon it with every twirl of their fancy detective items. It was odd, hearing them discuss my death as my passed soul hung over them, listening intently.
" I'm thinking she was-"
Cut off by another.
" No, it's probabl-"
" Forget that idea, she was defi-"
I stopped listening then. I knew my killer. They did not, and by their lack of progress they would not know any time soon. They did need to speed up their work, though, waiting in the middle life was not a comforting time.

I was not ready to leave my earth. I needed to see him once more, run my paw over his face as he snarled at the touch. He always hated me, I know. But he lovedme as well, for what other reason would he tolerate me for years? So instead of peacefully resting in my granted seat in heaven, I remained trapped in the door between the fabled perfection and the true world.

I watched as they finally neared my body to take it away, sweep it to wherever they would work with it more, this time with the privacy of closed shades. As a spirit I curled my hair, twisting it through my fingers with boredom. They weren't going to find my killer by looking at my body. He took precautions. his DNA or fingerprints or spit would not be on my body, he dared not touch anywhere but my throat.

Oh, and speaking of which! Finally, as I dreamed on they found the reason for my being here. Suffocation, a grasp simply too tight around my neck. They are finding small hints of a killer now. He did forget one thing, the mere fact he has fur. Such fur landed upon my body, and now the lab has it.

Time will tell if they are able to use such evidence to their advantage.

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Perfection! They've run a DNA test on his fur. They know my killer's DNA, his deepest inside secets, the worst weapon they could have against him. Here in my trapped area, I danced in upset happiness. The song he sang to me playe in my head, a familiar tune that wound through my brain menacingly. I remember what we once had...but it vanished when I did, vaporizing from my past world.

Oh how upset I was when I arrived here, chaining myself between heaven and earth. I suppose my chains and shackles will be removed when I see him again. I will fly away once more, up higher then any airplane could ever take me, millions of feet up. I met one other here in my in between. Oh, her name, grant it to me higher being!

Yes, that was it. Riknisuri. She claimed to be waiting for her otherhalf to die aswell, which proved true when a wolf I heard her call Otashi joined her as well. They both floated up together, and I suspect we will meet again.

Oh, I've dreamed off. I ignored their progress for a while, excuse me please! It seems they know everything that coul be known about this case. Who killed me, who called 911, who is hiding. All the same canine. They're after him now, but he's gone.

I know where he is, hidden deep within himself. He may have been waiting outside his home, but inside he was already dead, gone. They scanned the area where he could be potentially located, suspicious when they caught his eye in the open. Baza, my love. They heard the click and shot, and no longer di they have a murderer to hunt.

Baza was with me now, dancing our tune near where they stood, baffled. He touched my face, ran his paw down my face, neck. he whispered final words to me that I almost missed. " My dear Cronos. Never forget the hating love I have for you. Farewell my love. "

And as he descended, I rose into the air as my chains unlocked and fell, closing the door to my past.
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Sorry how terrible that was!

[wibeke]

Anyone have an opinion on which I should write a story for? x3
A girl [f] and her horse [m]



As she slammed the front door and ran to the barn, she started to cry. She threw herself on a bale of hay and sobbed.

A slight sound and a soft whinny pulled her attention away from her tears. As she looked up, there was Jazz, with an almost inqusitive look on his face, as if he were asking if she was alright.

The girl stood up and walked to her horse. "Oh Jazz, no one understands me. No one understands how hard it is trying to be perfect for Mum and Daddy all the time. There's nothing in that house but anger and disappointed looks."

As she hugged Jazz, he blew in her face and sniffed in her ears. The girl laughed and rubbed his nose. "I love you too, Jazzy."

[ -sheepish grin- the last one is kind of a story in itself...sorry :3 ]

These are all so cute. x3
I love this last one though, it's adorable.
And there's a pretty black horse at the barn I go to named Jazz, she's my favorite horse. x3

[Zeee]

Party Shec (M)

Samantha Bardeen (F)

Party, the son of Amy and Tris a couple pages back.

Part One

Written in, of course, Party's view

Mr. Scottie's large stick-like ruler smacks against my desk. I jump up, my day dreams spinning and get sucked into a hole. I redden as the class erupts in laughter, and Mr. Scottie lets out a little chuckle. With his ruler behind his back, he walks up the rows of desks, scowling back at me a couple of times. He puts the ruler on the end of his desk, puts his hands palm-first on his table, and stands there, glaring at me. Now I KNOW Im in trouble. "Mr. Shec, I want to see you after class, and Ill throw in 2 days of detention with it." He says, blankness and disapointment in his voice. The class "oohs" like when something is so bad its all drama-ee. Why would I get detention? Its just daydreaming. I look down in shame. There, a young raspberry-colored girl pats me. "Dont worry," She says, her voice humming with beauty. "It'll be alright. Ive been to detention many times. In fact, I gotta go today and tomorrow too. So, Ill see you there." She smiles, her eyes fluttering. I look down and grin. She looks away, and then I look up at her. Her mintey-green eyes shine. Mine are just brown and dull.

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The bell rings and everyone floods out the room. Me and that same raspberry colored, beautiful girl is left. Mr. Scottie gestures us forward. We glance at eachother and step up, walking forward to Mr. Scottie. He doesnt look happy.

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After detention is over that day, school has ended. We leave the detention room together, laughing our heads off.






((Brb; finishing later. lululizzy23, you know who Party is, right? Because of Amy and Tris? AH, those lovebirds. Or loveDOGS lol.

EDIT: Another story may be coming soon! It'll be very dramatic, and hopefully you guys will LOVE it (or like it, whatever)


EDIT EDIT: Edited story here.))

[alas,]

Now, they lack the items in their story just due to the fact that I am trying to save my C$ for other things rather than items. Just imagine Speak with a fedora and Vula with a raincoat. ;D

xxx
Speak [m] xx Vula [f]

i'm h o t . h o t . h o t
but the rain is pouring
please come away~

"Excuse me, can I borrow your hat?" A fair young lady asked, clutching her jacket around her neck. The man turned, holding his blue umbrella close to his head. His expression was weak, miserable because of the droplets of rain falling from the sky. The woman rushed forwards, her shoes tapping upon the tar ground of the walkway for the circular garden. The male half-smiled and pulled his black fedora from his head and handed it out to the girl. She reached out for the accessory and threw it on her head.

"Thanks," the woman said, blushing. "I'm Vula." Vula put out her hand to the boy. He took her dainty palm and shook it gingerly, scared of injuring her in even the slightest way.

"Speak." He scooted the small umbrella over more so it was covering the girl. She blushed again. "You don't like rain?" Vula moaned.

"Heeeeeck no, I don't know why Gaia would make this crap. It just piddles out of the sky like sap dripping from a tree. Sticky, gross water. I'll stay with my spring water, thank you." The girl moaned. Speak laughed at her response and looked up at the sky from under the protection from the umbrella.

"I like it. It's refreshing."

"Pfft." Speak laughed again.

"Where you coming from, Vula?" He looked at her, charming the girl with his yellow eyes. Again her cheeks turned a light pink hue. He was a handsome boy, always standing outside in the rain.

"Work. Early morning shifts, they're terrible, but I can't work any other times," she sighed. "Oh~!" Vula snatched her vibrating cell phone from the side purse hanging upon her shoulder and flipped it open. "My friend's calling, I gotta take this, do you mi-?" Speak cut her off with a shake of his head. "Thanks." She paced away from him, holding the phone up to her ear.

"Hey--no, I know. Yes, I'm coming, sorry. The one up near the pier? M'kay, good. Bye." She snapped the device shut and waved to Speak. "Hey, I gotta go, I'm s'pose to meet my friend at the coffee shop up in town!" Vula shouted over to him, lying. Speak nodded with a smile and waved back. She turned and began trotting off, but paused mid-stride. "Hey," she spun around running back to Speak. "You got a phone?"

The boy rippled a pen from his jean pocket and scribbled his number on her warm hands.

"Text, call, whatever. Bye Vula." Vula smiled back at him and huffed a friendly 'good-bye' and high-tailed it out of the garden.

"I'd really appreciate it if you text me when you realize that you've got my fedora," Speak chuckled to himself, beginning home with his blue umbrella.

[Aah, this was supposed to be a deep story... :< Continue? :3]

[Thanks so much for the comments, guys ;u;]

xxx
Speak [m] xx Vula [f]

i'm h o t . h o t . h o t
but the rain is pouring
please come away~

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"Gian," Vula hissed through the observatory doors. She walked inside her shoes tapping on the rotting hardwood floors. "GiiiiAN!" She snapped, pacing deeper into the room. It was dark, only the leight peeking behind the morning clouds throwing itself on the flooring.

"Finally, you're here~" A soft voice spoke, the noise echoing through the old building. "You understand what is happening, correct?" A tan and green figure slunk out of the shadows, raising his head with a disapproving expression.

"I wasn't here to do my job, thus Hyi is going to make it keep raining until I allow to sun to return. So I've come, that way it will not rain much longer," Vula responded. Gian smiled with a nod, waving her on. The girl walked past the old man and stood in front of a lever. With a quick tug and a screech, the top of the observatory began to open.

"Sun sun--come close to me~ Circle my fingers, engrave me~ Sun sun--come close to me~ Circle the Earth, engrave me~" Vula sang, her voice entirely flawless with eyes as gentle as a baby, but harsh as a wolf. She open her eyes that were glowing a deep dark blue that matched her strange tattoos down her spine. The sky boomed, and like the observatory roof, the clouds seemed to open a spot for the sun to hover above the earth.

Gian nodded. "You musn't be late next time, or else our people will grow angry and confused with Gaia." He was refering to Mother Nature, Gaia.

"Yes, Gian. I apologize." Vula nodded.

"And by the way, where'd you get that fedora?" The female reached for her head to only feel the soaking fabric of Speak's hat. She blushed and ran out of the observatory.

[faraday]

john{m}................death{?}

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I have cerebral palsy. I have no control over my muscles.

But I'm not stupid. I can understand what those bullies are saying as they pass me. "What's wrong with that John kid? Oh yeah, that's right! He's a retard who drools everywhere." Even though I knew their words weren't true, each word stings.

My case is serious. I can only control parts of my brain- luckily, one of the parts I can control is the part that thinks. I have to eat through a tube that gets inserted into my bellybutton. It's rather uncomfortable, but I like the feeling of being full. I hear people talk about this sense- "taste". I cannot swallow, so they cannot feed me through my mouth. But sometimes, they stick a lollypop in my mouth. It's wonderful- indescribable. All of the others take it for granted. Of course I can't finish the whole thing, so the rest usually ends up in the trash.

They tell me I'm 13 years old. I feel so much younger. Compared to the other kids my age, I feel short. Probably because I'm always sitting down in my wheel chair. Sometimes, girls push me around the halls. Abbey, and Lindsay... they're very nice. They talk to me. They tell me their problems- but sometimes it's hard to understand them. They talk in hushed voices, like they don't know I'm listening.

One morning, they were loading me onto the school bus- the usual routine. But this time, it was different. I caught a glimpse of a shadow. I let it slide, shadows were everywhere. But then it came into full view. It had pale yellow eyes, and an amazing, striking face. I couldn't tell if it was handsome, or beautiful. Maybe both. Magnificant feathered wings sprouted from it's back. The feathers were pitch black, and glossy, like a raven's. It spoke with a rich voice, like velvet. "Come with me, child." I found my jaw was able to move- I was able to speak. "Why? Who are you?" It paused for a moment, as if pondering my question. "Because it is your time. Who I am is not important- what's important is you need to come with me. Stand up, child." I found my legs were also able to move. I let a smile escape my lips- the feeling of using my muscles was a relief. I stood up, and took it's hand. "Where are we going?" I felt my throat tighten, the air being pushed out of my lungs, my heart stopped beating.

"You'll see when we get there."

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Rest in peace, John. You are forever in our hearts.

[Zeee]

@rainy.day: Thats... Sad... It surely made me sad.. No offence; its a wonderful and inspiring story.