Your CS Pet Pairs? (NEW THREAD)

[TigressJaguiar]

As I sit, a crumbling stone upon a barren hill, forced to watch as the buildings arround me crumble and me as well.
My trusted companion still sits beside me, recounting all I say in the hope that, somewhere, someone will come and chance upon my writings. But until then, I recount the events that lead me here.


Ahh, everything was so different then.
My hair was a lovely chocolate brown, and my eyes had color, a pinkish red. And my companion, with elligant wings that could fly him up to the highest reaches of the sky. And I lived in the most lovely kingdom, with elligant white buildings, clean streets, and the most friendly people.
They trusted me, and I failed.
You see, I was tasked with the job of rescuing people who had been trapped in avalanches of the beautiful snow-capped mountains near are home. You see, even theough now they are just bare brown hills they were once covered with a thick layer of warm powdery snow. And they were great tourist attractions, so they made for a lot of avalanches.
However, I wasn't always good at my job.
And sometimes people died.
But this time, it was not the case.

-Will continue-

[vein]

jeffery xx YOU!


Jeffery smiles at you.
" Im going to ask you a question. Now please, don't... don't refuse me afterwards. I just really need to know. You need to be completely honest with me. It may be awkward between us after, but please just don't be angry or anything, and please just understand. I don't think it's fair if I don't get an answer, and I just really want to know. You may not like me after, and we may never speak again, but I really need to get this out in the open. I seriously want your complete, honest, truthful answer. Just don't get mad. Im serious, It's just... I really, really, really need to know. Im just saying, you may not want to ever see me again after, because it may offend you so much that your just disgusted, and it may be awkward between us but... just please don't hate me.

...

Do you know the muffin man? "

I freaking love this. XD

[Zeee]

jared xx veronica

I pinned him to the ground, frowning. "What's your name, stranger?" No respond. I could tell he was nervous. Letting a little bit of slack into my grasp, I said it a bit quieter, sure not to frighten the stranger. "What is your name?" I repeated, a little annoyed. He swallowed hard and replied, his voice raspy and hoarse, "Ja-Jared, miss. Uh... Jared Locke." I nodded in agreement, "See, boy? Was that so hard?" I lifted up and he scrambled to his feet without a word.

"No-now what's yours?" He said, a nervous quiver slipping in his voice. I swung a dagger around in my fingers for a few moments and stopped in my tracks, "That's classified information, sir." He nodded and didn't say anything for the last 3 minutes. He finally was able to mutter, "Um... okay..." I grabbed his sleeve, rolling my eyes, forced to bask unlovingly in his pathetic glory. I pushed him away into a field and through the grass, him slowly following behind as I let go of his sleeve. He stopped and sat down. I turned, finally realizing he had sat down, "Come on, boy. Get up. Let's go." He jumped up as I gestured him to get beside me. He looked as if he was in deep thought; I noticed him staring at my hand. Oh yes. I had etched his name into my hand with a pen, to remember it, in case my master had wanted it. He looked behind us, but still walked, "Where are you taking me?" I slowly shook my head, "That, im afraid, is classified as well."

We reached a medium-sized castle, where my master awaited. Jared was still gazing at the scenery in awe when I dragged him in. He followed me up 2 staircases and through about 12 corridors. We finally reached the Mystery. The Mystery is where my master awaited for me. I pushed Jared inside the Mystery as my master, whom has no name, and he didn't look pleased. I kicked Jared to his knees and hands. He obeyed quietly, looking up at my master.

In his deep voice, my master yelled, stomping his hand down hard on his armrest, "Who is this?" I stepped forward without a word then carefully remarked, "Jared." I kept a straight face, no emotion. "Jared Locke." Master stepped down from his chair and down about 2 steps then gazed into Jared's eyes. "Jared Locke?" He repeated. I nodded, "Yes, sir. This is who you ordered, is it not?" He did not look pleased. He looked at me with a deep, angry frown and stepped closer. "Jared Locke is not the boy I wanted. This boy is scrawny and weak-looking. Bring me the real Jared Locke or you shall face punishment. This is not Jared Locke." I was confused, but still refused to leave, "But... he is Jared Locke. He told me himself." Master gazed down at Jared and scoffed, "This boy? Jared Locke? I do not think so, Veronica." I looked down at Jared who smirked in an I-told-you-so look, even though he didn't tell me anything; all he did was learn my classified name. "But sir-" I was cut off by Master, "Bring me the real Jared Locke, Veronica." I shook my head.

"Sir!"
And just like that, I was unconscious.

-- Part 1 --

[Capricco]

Damon and Sophie

To say she was jumpy was an understatement. She was in her room, listening intently for the noise that would signal he was outside. Waiting for her.

He's a hustler, he's no good at all
He is a loser, he's a bum
He lies, he fluffs, he's unrelieable
He is a sucker with a gun

She threw the covers of her bed off her body as she rushed to the window. Just like he'd said, he was there. She felt her heart speed up at the sight of the no good boy. Damon. She didn't care one bit if he didn't have an ounce of innocence in him. She liked him that way.

I know you told me I should stay away
I know you said he's just a dog astray
He is a bad boy with a tainted heart
And even I know this ain't smart

Scribbling down a few words on a sheet of paper to reassure her mother she was fine, she hurriedly grabbed her jacket and purse. Going to the window, she took one last look around her room. Saying goodbye to her old life she climbed down to Damon, welcoming her new life with all her heart.

But mama, I'm in love with a criminal
And this type of love isn't rational, it's physical
Mama, please don't cry, I will be alright
All reason aside, I just can't deny, love the guy

Sophie's mother felt tears run down her cheeks as she sat in the police station, clutching the small note as if her life depended on it. Her daughter was gone. She had run off with a-

A criminal.

[Kingfisher]

Yang ♀

Yin ♂

Iron ♂

-----

Her eyes... They were just so... Breathtaking. I couldn't even find the words to describe them.
Everytime I saw her I couldn't ever look away. They were so beautiful, and I can't stop thinking about them. Blue, hinted with a tint of green... Darker than seafoam but even brighter than the light of day. They were nothing compared to my eyes. My eyes were plain and white, nothing too impressive.
Nothing worthy of her.


I just can't stop thinking about him. His laugh, his smile. He matches me in every way possible. If only father would let me see him again, just once, but I can't see him anymore. He thinks I'm avoiding him, but the truth is, soon enough, I'll be gone away from his grasp.
It's just that every time his eyes meet mine, endless pools of white that poured into my soul. It sounds cheesy, I know, but I can't help but show that I do truly love him. But now that I have to leave to another province.. I don't know if I will survive without him.
Tonight is the night that father leaves to scout out a path for my departure. My maids have promised me a chance to try to sneak me from the palace into his workplace. If I am lucky, I will not be challanged, but if father has already told the guards that I am to stay in the tower, my heart will break.
It's now or never.


I saw her tonight. She came to my doorstep with tear streaks down her face and her hair in a mess. I ran to her as fast as I could, ignoring the demands of my master to return to my post. The sight of her in the state that she was in made me even more distressed than before, and what was coming is something I never expected.
My master came after me with a whip, but at the sight of the princess in my arms, he backed away and gave us our space without a word, though I know my punishment is coming. We layed in each other's arms for what seemed to be hours upon end, but I know it was only just a few minutes. Not enough time before the blow that shattered my spirit.
She told me she was leaving. An arranged marriage with a prince from another province. Just telling me made her break into the desperate sobs once again, and it made me want to hold her even more. I held her as close to me as I could, and soon enough, I was crying as well.
She was the love of my life, and she was leaving. I let her stay the night in my arms, but by dawn, she had to leave before her father returned. Before she left, I made a promise to her that I knew I wouldn't be able to keep. It was just a whisper in the breeze, but it made more of an impact than anything had.
"I will come for you."


I had to leave his arms at dawn. I didn't want to, and after the night with him, I just wanted to be by his side for the rest of eternity. But I heard the pounding of hoofsteps in the distance of the village, and I knew that I had to leave then, or he would be killed by my father. I left him, listening to his promise and holding it close to my heart.
I ran back to the castle as fast as I could, tripping and stumbling in my depression, rocks embedding themselves in my bare feet and coating my legs in dust, my hair in a state that would be unfixable. My face was stained with makeup and the tears of the night, and now, the only thing that I was worried about was that he was okay and I was not discovered.
I got in by bribing the guards, and after a quick shower, my father was home and walking me out the door. As we rode away, I saw him. He stood by the door of his hut, tears in his eyes, and I had to look away in fear that my own tears would fall. It took all the will inside me not to turn around and look back.
I hadn't had the guts to tell him the truth, and I doubt that he would never know, but after that night with him, I knew it would break his heart even more. So I kept it to myself.
I never told him I was pregnant.


I got away. I finally got away. After years in that dreaded castle with that jerk called my husband, I had to find a way out. He locked me in my chambers in fear that I would escape, and Iron, my newborn son, stayed with me in that horrible room. He only visited once a month, and it was only to beat me or torture me further, or take care of whom he believed was his son, though it wasn't. This time, I outwitted him though.
I got the keys and got out, and I ran with Iron as fast as I could across the plains. We stole a horse that was deemed to be unworthy for anyone in the castle and I rode with him for days on end. We packed what little we could, but soon enough, I could hear his cries of hunger behind me. I kept going, in hopes that I would soon see the village.
And my real love.
It was a relief seeing the castle, my castle, come in the distance, and even the horse ran faster, worn with fatigue and lack of water. As soon as I saw his house, I leaped off the horse, not even bothering to pull it into a stop, dashing to the door and beating on it as much as I could. His master answered the door, and I broke down in tears, desperately begging him to show me the one man I had come for. Sadness filled the master's eyes, to my confusion, but I blew it off, unsure of what it was. Instead, he pointed to the back of the house, and I took off, stumbling in the backyard and looking around in desperation for his gorgeous white eyes.
Where was he?
It was only at that moment that I noticed the slab of stone in the middle of the grass, surrounded with roses and daisies. Fearing the worst, I walked over to it, the tears that blurred my eyes causing the words hard to make out, but I managed. Reading it, I broke down into sobs and dropped my head on the ground, grief crushing my soul in a way that nothing else could.
The stone read,
March 21, 1990 - September 2, 2011.
One day after I left him alone.

He didn't keep his promise.


Hope you guys like this. Just came off the top of my head.

*sniff* *sniff* it's so... Saaaaaaddd. (very good though- I enjoyed reading it even though it made me cry )

[Dr. Paine]

No names for them, no story either... but hey, New Year's party pair. Can't go wrong with that xD

[black swan;;;;;]

x
Love me for who I am
Love me for who I am
Love me for who I am
I'm yours.
The crybaby x The one that's now smiling.

[vein]

x

Him VS Her

I think I've already lost you
I think you're already gone
I think I'm finally scared now
You think I'm weak - but I think you're wrong
I think you're already leaving
Feels like your hand is on the door
I thought this place was an empire
But now I'm relaxed - I can't be sure

I think you're so mean - I think we should try
I think I could need - this in my life
I think I'm just scared - I think too much
I know this is wrong it's a problem I'm dealing

If you're gone - maybe it's time to go home
There's an awful lot of breathing room
But I can hardly move
If you're gone - baby you need to come home
Cuz there's a little bit of something me
In everything in you

I bet you're hard to get over
I bet the room just won't shine
I bet my hands I can stay here
I bet you need - more than you mind

I think you're so mean - I think we should try
I think I could need - this in my life
I think I'm just scared - that I know too much
I can't relate and that's a problem I'm feeling

If you're gone - maybe it's time to go home
There's an awful lot of breathing room
But I can hardly move
If you're gone - baby you need to come home
Cuz there's a little bit of something me
In everything in you

I think you're so mean - I think we should try
I think I could need - this in my life
I think I'm just scared - do I talk too much
I know this is wrong it's a problem I'm dealing

If you're gone - maybe it's time to go home
There's an awful lot of breathing room
But I can hardly move
If you're gone - baby you need to come home
Cuz there's a little bit of something me
In everything in you.

Song:
If You're Gone - Matchbox 20

[Keriae]

They were one of those strange siblings; they looked so alike, yet so different. Maybe it was the fact that the brother of the duo had dark, messy brown hair, while his sister had lucious locks of strawberry blonde.

They were always together. Never apart. They shared the same bedroom at home, were always in the same class. They even sat together and refused to move, to talk to others.

That was, until it happened.

***

I can't go into details, people. It's hard. So, so hard. But you really do want to know, don't you? I can see it in your eyes. I can see it in your body language, the way you subconciously lean forwards, how your fingers stop tapping, how you stare at me.

Fine. I'll tell you. But it isn't one of those stories that warms your heart. This is sad. More than sad, even. I don't have any words to describe it to you.

***

We were, as always, seated next to each other at the back of the science classroom. Our hands occasionally brushed as we copied down the notes from the board on Carboxylic Acids. Here's a picture if you don't know what one is.

I understood it immediately. This was organic chemistry, something I could understand. Unlike my brother. Well, I could always help him with it later, like he helped me with maths. I hated maths. Terrible subject, it was.

The lesson passed quickly, and we moved on to RE. But, as we only had one lesson ever two weeks, we hadn't sat the exam in December, and were working on a project on whatever subject we wanted. We would get a certificate at the end of the course instead of a GCSE grade. I was doing my project on torture and Extraordinary Rendition. Morbid, I know. My brother was focusing on Euthanasia. Yeah, he was morbid too.

The tapping of the keys on the keyboard was soothing and a nice change from having to write out pages and pages with a pen until your wrist ached. Typing was so much easier and quicker. My brother loved it. He wanted a laptop for every lesson, but the school wouldn't let him.

And then we were standing outside in a patch of sunlight, chatting with a packet of crips in our hands after the school bell had gone. We were unaware.

They came up behind him, where I could see them. They were low, and there was about five or six of them. I never counted. I didn't see the need. But one wrapped his arm around my brother's neck, appling pressure so that he couldn't breath. The others began punching him while one held me back. I don't remember what I was saying, but I know that I was fighting to free myself and screaming as I saw him collaspe to the floor as they used their feet as weapons of choice. They smashed his face. Broke his ribs. Factured his skull.

Then they were gone. In the silence that followed, I ran to his side and fell over his body, weeping and still screaming. I could tell by the stillness of his body that he was gone. They'd murdered my brother, and I didn't know why.

***

At the day of the funeral, I stood by his white coffin, holding a small red tulip in my hands. He had always said that when he met the girl he wanted to spend the rest of his life with, he would give her one. It meant undying love.

As the coffin was lowered into the ground, salty tear tracks laced my face and fell onto the ground and the tulip as Because of You played in the background.

I was alone.

[gloaming]

The GirlThe BoyThe Friend

When you try your best, but you don't succeed
When you get what you want, but not what you need
When you feel so tired, but you can't sleep
Stuck in reverse

And the tears come streaming down your face
When you lose something you can't replace
When you love someone, but it goes to waste
Could it be worse?

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

And high up above or down below
When you're too in love to let it go
But if you never try you'll never know
Just what you're worth

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

Tears stream down on your face
When you lose something you cannot replace
Tears stream down on your face
And I...

Tears stream down on your face
I promise you I will learn from my mistakes
Tears stream down on your face
And I...

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

"Why'd you have to leave me?" She stared down at his gravestone, eyes filled with tears. They slowly crept down her face and her body shook. The darkness swirled around her as she stood at his grave knife in hand ready to join him once again. "Cecelia don't!" His best friend appeared out of the shadows running towards her. Tried to grab the knife from her hand. "I don't want to hurt you!" He yelled, his voice echoing of the fog. "Then let me do it" She screamed in rage. She pulled away, cutting deep into his arm. Nathan yelled in pain but didn't let go. He wrapped his arms around her from behind, pinning her hands to her sides. "I'm just trying to help!" He yelled. "Why won't you let me?" He started crying, tears streaming down his cheeks. "I love you. I love you." He faded off still pinning her arms to her side even though he was in pain. She stared at the deep cut on his arm in horror. "Oh, I..." She looked up at him. His face was pale and glistening with sweat. His usually spiked up hair sat plastered to his head and his shining eyes were dark with worry. "I love you too." She said softly as she dropped the knife. They both collapsed. "Truly?" "What?" She looked at him. His white shirt was dark with blood. "Oh my God! I almost killed you!" She sat up and quickly tore a strip of her shirt, wrapping it tenderly around his wrist. "Do you really though? Do you truly love me?" She looked at him. "Yes truly." She gazed into his eyes, smiling softly. "I always loved you." He said, quietly. "But I saw how happy you were with Todd and I didn't dare do anything. I didn't want to see you upset." He paused for a moment pain visible in his eyes as he recounted. "Then he died and I couldn't believe how selfish I had been wishing I had you instead of him. And all I wanted to do was help you, I didn't care if you ever loved me. I just wanted to put you back together, and if I was the person who made that happen, well that would've been to good to be true." She looked at him. "Is that why you always set me up on those dates?" He laughed a little, wincing in pain. "Yeah I always secretly hoped, just a little in the back of my head, that they would go horribly wrong and you'd come running back to me." He smiled a little as Cecelia laughed. She looked at him adoringly, frowning when she saw the dark stain spreading across the makeshift bandage. "C'mon let's get you to a hospital. I just found you and I don't want to lose you again."
I'm not really sure where this is going to lead but I might continue it. Comments and critiques are appreciated I really like it personally