Like A Fairytale

[Neku]

Wait..
There's a Kaitou + Aoko, and Kid + Kaitou + Hakuba one in here?
Did I miss it somewhere?
xDDD

The Kaitou + Aoko are based off my characters x3 From my own storyline. Y'know, the red wolf and hawk and ext ext.

The Kid + Kaitou + Hakuba are based off the characters my characters are based off ;3

It's...a tad confusing...Uhm...

My Kaitou, Hakuba - the whole group. They're all 'inspired' by the characters in an anime series called "Detective Conan". They have their completely own storyline and designs, but the names and basic personality are taken from there. Sort of as a tribute :3 The Kaitou + Aoko story circulates around my universe, while the Kid + Kaitou + Hakuba story circulates around the DC Universe

[Nyixa]

Nevermore[♂] and Illusion[♂]

I dream of a dark-winged angel

He only ever came to me in dreams; no...
Perhaps it would be more accurate to say...
He brought me my dreams.

Ever since I was a pup, my sleep was plagued by nightmares; so horrifying were the images that haunted me, that I would wake up every night screaming and drenched in sweat. My parents always came running, terrified and devastated by the knowledge that all they could do was hold me. I was sent from councilor to councilor, but none of them could free me from the unrelenting terrors that stalked my sleeping mind.

He first appeared before me in a whirlwind of black feathers; he appeared before me, a bristling beast of jet black, who stood before me and faced the oncoming monster that had been chasing me seconds before. I could only watch, awe-struck, as he met it head on in an explosion of feathers and teeth and claws. For the first time in my life, someone appeared in my nightmares - not to harm me, but to save me.

And save me he did; the monster stood no chance against this monstrous wolf, whom met every one of the monsters lunge with a lunge of his own. It was not long before the monster had turned around and fled, tail curled between it's legs. He didn't give chase; he merely surveyed it's exit with golden eyes, then turned to survey my quivering form.

No words were exchanged - he approached me, and despite his massive form and terrifying strength, I felt no fear for the one who had saved me. I merely stood there, shocked and blinded by gratitude, as my black angel folded his wings around me.

I never had another nightmare after that; instead when I fell asleep my silent angel would be awaiting me, ready to fly me to all sorts of placed. I discovered, for the first time, what it was like to dream. There was no fear in the world he showed me; here, in this world, I was not prey - but god. Whatever I wished to have, I would have it. There was no boundaries to my dreams; together with him I soared across seas and flew to the stars.

He never spoke to me - I think, perhaps, he couldn't speak at all. But I spoke to him, and he seemed to enjoy listening, because he was always willing to lay beside me and let me talk the entire night. Sometimes, I spoke of my life - of my friends and family. Sometimes I spoke of places I wished to travel one day - and whatever place I mentioned, the next night he was sure to bring me there.

And, slowly....I began to love him. Even though I knew he wasn't real, knew he was just a creature of my own imagination, I loved him. And though he never said a word to me, I knew he loved me to. It was obvious, in the way he held me as we flew, in the way he laid so close to me our sides touched, the way he always took me where I wanted to go, and let me do thinks I always dreamed of doing. I knew he loved me.

I'll never forget....the day he left. I think, perhaps, I knew something was going to happen - he began to grow sad. I could see it in his eyes, hidden behind his smiles and gentle touches - but not hidden well enough. I never asked what was wrong; I didn't want to know. I was scared of knowing.

But nonetheless, I learned one night; the night that will forever be known as the worst, and best, night of my life.

That night he took me flying; but this time, he had no destination. He just flew with me upon his back, wings pounding the air on either side of me. I knew, right then and there, it was the end of everything - because, even upon his back, I could see the tears that trailed from his cheeks, swept away by the wind.

When we finally landed it was in a vast, empty field - a field that sent chills to my heart, which only grew colder when he turned and met my eyes. The sorrow was so obvious in those golden eyes it pierced my chest and stole my breath. I knew, though I don't know how, that he was going to leave me.

"Why?" I choked out, tears filling my eyes as they desperately searched his face for answers. He stared at me in somber silence, then turned his head to gaze at the world around us - and I watched in pained understanding as the world warped and shifted, changing from one beautiful scene to another, one world to the next.

He was no longer needed; he had come to me as an angel, to save me from the nightmares that had tormented my life. They were gone now; the nightmares. His duty was done - and thus he was to be stolen from me. The knowledge stung and tasted of bitter ash, but I knew there was nothing I could do. He was a shield in a time of peace - the war was ended. He was no longer needed.

"I'll miss you." I choked out, and he once again turned to look at me, smiling sadly. Leaning in he pressed his muzzle to my forehead, forcing a hiccup from my throat, tears now flowing freely from my eyes. I pressed closer, treasuring that final contact between us - his final goodbye. And, with a broken heart, I whispered my final request to my black-winged angel. "May I know you're name?"

I felt his lips curl into a smile against my forehead; and something inside me broke when he whispered the first, and final word he ever spoke to me. "Nevermore."

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Illusion woke with a start; heart pounding and eyes stinging his head shot up from his pillow, gazing through blurred vision around the darkness of his room. Swallowing hard he slowly reached up, pressing a single paw to his forehead; the fur there was warmed, as if by invisible breath. Throat on fire he released a small, choked whimper, tears trickling down his cheek.

Then he felt it - something soft and gentle, rubbing against the pad of his other paw. Jerking his head to the side, he slowly lifted the paw; and stared, in shocked wonder, at the single blackened feather laying on his pillow. Something caught fire in his chest - whether pain or joy, he couldn't tell. With shaking paws he lifted the feather, and carefully threaded it to the band around his arm

Then, closing his eyes with a mournful smile, he lowered his head to the pillow.

"I love you...goodbye."

Quoth the raven, 'Nevermore'

Responses To This Pairing

What an amazing story. 8D I very much liked it, although it was sad. D8
It was refreshing to see the black storedog painted as the good guy. c:

... Wow. That was breathtaking. I don't even know what to say...

That was the most beautiful and depressing thing ever...the way you made him a saviour, and tied in the feather with the dog's design.
Gosh....I'm speechless....

Beautiful couple AND story. ^^

*bows down to you*

@Satamoru: That was fantastic. And very sad, as well. D: But I think it's the sadness that made it so beautiful.
All in all, wonderful job! And very well written.

Your story made me cry <3 Two thumbs up and a cookie for you.
(I named my Raven dog Nevermore too, great minds think alike :3)

Satamoru, that was just beautiful <333 I wasn't expecting the ending at all! 8D it was just amazing, I hope to see more of your writing soon <3

That was breathtakingly beautiful, i absolutely loved it.

Beautiful pairing, even more beautiful story~<3

Yah, it was a very beautiful story

I know this has been said a hundred times, but holy WOW that was amazing. I just read it now, really really exceptional job.

Agreed. ^^

I LOVED IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SO SAD YET BEAUTIFUL! OMG! <3

[essemache]

Nevermore[♂] and Illusion[♂]

I dream of a dark-winged angel

He only ever came to me in dreams; no...
Perhaps it would be more accurate to say...
He brought me my dreams.

Ever since I was a pup, my sleep was plagued by nightmares; so horrifying were the images that haunted me, that I would wake up every night screaming and drenched in sweat. My parents always came running, terrified and devastated by the knowledge that all they could do was hold me. I was sent from councilor to councilor, but none of them could free me from the unrelenting terrors that stalked my sleeping mind.

He first appeared before me in a whirlwind of black feathers; he appeared before me, a bristling beast of jet black, who stood before me and faced the oncoming monster that had been chasing me seconds before. I could only watch, awe-struck, as he met it head on in an explosion of feathers and teeth and claws. For the first time in my life, someone appeared in my nightmares - not to harm me, but to save me.

And save me he did; the monster stood no chance against this monstrous wolf, whom met every one of the monsters lunge with a lunge of his own. It was not long before the monster had turned around and fled, tail curled between it's legs. He didn't give chase; he merely surveyed it's exit with golden eyes, then turned to survey my quivering form.

No words were exchanged - he approached me, and despite his massive form and terrifying strength, I felt no fear for the one who had saved me. I merely stood there, shocked and blinded by gratitude, as my black angel folded his wings around me.

I never had another nightmare after that; instead when I fell asleep my silent angel would be awaiting me, ready to fly me to all sorts of placed. I discovered, for the first time, what it was like to dream. There was no fear in the world he showed me; here, in this world, I was not prey - but god. Whatever I wished to have, I would have it. There was no boundaries to my dreams; together with him I soared across seas and flew to the stars.

He never spoke to me - I think, perhaps, he couldn't speak at all. But I spoke to him, and he seemed to enjoy listening, because he was always willing to lay beside me and let me talk the entire night. Sometimes, I spoke of my life - of my friends and family. Sometimes I spoke of places I wished to travel one day - and whatever place I mentioned, the next night he was sure to bring me there.

And, slowly....I began to love him. Even though I knew he wasn't real, knew he was just a creature of my own imagination, I loved him. And though he never said a word to me, I knew he loved me to. It was obvious, in the way he held me as we flew, in the way he laid so close to me our sides touched, the way he always took me where I wanted to go, and let me do thinks I always dreamed of doing. I knew he loved me.

I'll never forget....the day he left. I think, perhaps, I knew something was going to happen - he began to grow sad. I could see it in his eyes, hidden behind his smiles and gentle touches - but not hidden well enough. I never asked what was wrong; I didn't want to know. I was scared of knowing.

But nonetheless, I learned one night; the night that will forever be known as the worst, and best, night of my life.

That night he took me flying; but this time, he had no destination. He just flew with me upon his back, wings pounding the air on either side of me. I knew, right then and there, it was the end of everything - because, even upon his back, I could see the tears that trailed from his cheeks, swept away by the wind.

When we finally landed it was in a vast, empty field - a field that sent chills to my heart, which only grew colder when he turned and met my eyes. The sorrow was so obvious in those golden eyes it pierced my chest and stole my breath. I knew, though I don't know how, that he was going to leave me.

"Why?" I choked out, tears filling my eyes as they desperately searched his face for answers. He stared at me in somber silence, then turned his head to gaze at the world around us - and I watched in pained understanding as the world warped and shifted, changing from one beautiful scene to another, one world to the next.

He was no longer needed; he had come to me as an angel, to save me from the nightmares that had tormented my life. They were gone now; the nightmares. His duty was done - and thus he was to be stolen from me. The knowledge stung and tasted of bitter ash, but I knew there was nothing I could do. He was a shield in a time of peace - the war was ended. He was no longer needed.

"I'll miss you." I choked out, and he once again turned to look at me, smiling sadly. Leaning in he pressed his muzzle to my forehead, forcing a hiccup from my throat, tears now flowing freely from my eyes. I pressed closer, treasuring that final contact between us - his final goodbye. And, with a broken heart, I whispered my final request to my black-winged angel. "May I know you're name?"

I felt his lips curl into a smile against my forehead; and something inside me broke when he whispered the first, and final word he ever spoke to me. "Nevermore."

-----------------------------------

Illusion woke with a start; heart pounding and eyes stinging his head shot up from his pillow, gazing through blurred vision around the darkness of his room. Swallowing hard he slowly reached up, pressing a single paw to his forehead; the fur there was warmed, as if by invisible breath. Throat on fire he released a small, choked whimper, tears trickling down his cheek.

Then he felt it - something soft and gentle, rubbing against the pad of his other paw. Jerking his head to the side, he slowly lifted the paw; and stared, in shocked wonder, at the single blackened feather laying on his pillow. Something caught fire in his chest - whether pain or joy, he couldn't tell. With shaking paws he lifted the feather, and carefully threaded it to the band around his arm

Then, closing his eyes with a mournful smile, he lowered his head to the pillow.

"I love you...goodbye."

Quoth the raven, 'Nevermore'

Responses To This Pairing

What an amazing story. 8D I very much liked it, although it was sad. D8
It was refreshing to see the black storedog painted as the good guy. c:

... Wow. That was breathtaking. I don't even know what to say...

That was the most beautiful and depressing thing ever...the way you made him a saviour, and tied in the feather with the dog's design.
Gosh....I'm speechless....

Beautiful couple AND story. ^^

*bows down to you*

@Satamoru: That was fantastic. And very sad, as well. D: But I think it's the sadness that made it so beautiful.
All in all, wonderful job! And very well written.

Your story made me cry <3 Two thumbs up and a cookie for you.
(I named my Raven dog Nevermore too, great minds think alike :3)

Satamoru, that was just beautiful <333 I wasn't expecting the ending at all! 8D it was just amazing, I hope to see more of your writing soon <3

That was breathtakingly beautiful, i absolutely loved it.

Beautiful pairing, even more beautiful story~<3

Yah, it was a very beautiful story

I know this has been said a hundred times, but holy WOW that was amazing. I just read it now, really really exceptional job.

Agreed. ^^

I LOVED IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SO SAD YET BEAUTIFUL! OMG! <3

It is full of emotion and hope, and sorrow, and it is a very good story. I LUFF IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[Neku]

Thanks so much to everyone who posted x3
Nevermore and Illusion have always been one of my favorite pairings <3
And I just noticed now they have matching eyes...o__o

[beloved.]

I want more woman. more I say. more.
Finally got the time to read all the storied lD

like a bauss.

[Cloudsong]

Cool!

[Hawkfire.]

I'll have to read these ^_^ I was browsing through the responses, and omg ^^_! they made it sound so good o-o i must have to read this later~
Also Nevermore and Illusion do have very similar eyes XD Except I believe Illiusion has a bit different eyes

[Wild]

Thanks so much to everyone who posted x3
Nevermore and Illusion have always been one of my favorite pairings <3
And I just noticed now they have matching eyes...o__o

I love that one too!~ but Caramel and Latte's story is my favourite. Would you like to know what my own favourite pairing is?

[neobanito]

[center]
[size=90]Kaitou [♂] && Aoko [♀]

Ah...you actualy did it...you made me cry, and I never cry at sad stuff, usually.
Gah..*Run's for something to wipe tear's from my eye's. I have no idea why this got me.
So sad and sweet at the same time.
Great Job Moru.

[lightscales]

Nevermore and illusion was just...Breathtakingly beautiful. A amazing story that makes you want to cry, weather with joy or sadness you cant tell. Bravo.