I don't right many fanfics but here's one I did write during my time off.

Kane:

I had something I needed to ask Dia, so I teleported to the castle. I found Dia in the twins room. She was singing (horribly might I add) so I figured she was trying to get them to go to sleep. I heard a very familiar song come through the door, "Na, Na, Na, Na...Na, Na, Na, Na...yeah. You are the music in me. You know the words once upon a time makes you listen...there's a reason."

I slowly opened the door as I heard the next verse, "And when you dream there's a chance you'll find a little laughter or happy ever after."

By this time I had the door wide open. All the lights in the room were off. Dia was sitting with her back to me in a plain wooden, yellow chair between one red crib with "Severus" scripted in black and a blue one with "Sirius" in a similar style. She continued on with the song, "Your harmony to the melody is echoing inside my head. A single voice above the noise is like a common thread...ooo...you're pulling me."

I grinned as she continued. "When I hear my favorite song, I know that we belong because you are the music in me." She still hasn't noticed I was there!

Before she could start the next line, I asked, "High School Musical? Really?"

I laughed when she jumped ten feet in the air and out of her skin. "Kane!" she hissed.

Her hiss had awoken Severus. He started to scream and that had woken Sirius up. Her jaw hit the floor as she tried to sooth them both at the same time. I just leaned in the doorway and watched with a mischevious grin on my face.

"Don't just stand there! Do something!" she hissed at me.

I shook my head. "It looks like you have it." As I said that, Sirius got louder only making his brother match him.

"Kane, I swear...if you don't help..." she had got through between the cries. She had Severus in her arms patting his back and was rocking Sirius's crib with her foot.

"You'll do what?" I prompted.

"I will strangle you with my bare hands."

"Ooo...I'm scared now." I said sarcastically, shaking my hands in front of me.

"You should be."

"Why?"

"Sylvain'll hold you down so I can do it."

"You can't fight your own fights?"

"I can end them any way I want to."

"End what?"

"This fight!"

"What fight?"

She looked at me dumbfounded. "You...you..." The babies had finally started to quiet down.

I had just remembered what I came to ask. "Dia?"

Both babies had fallen back asleep. "What?" she whispered.

"Can I ask you something?"

"You just did."

"That wasn't what I was going to ask you."

"Did you really come here to ask me something?"

I pondered for a minute and said, "Yes."

She pushed me out of the room and quietly closed the door. "You are something else." she muttered walking away from it.

I followed her asking, "I am?"

"Yeah...you are." she scoffed.

"Meany." I had followed her into the kitchen where she picked up a steak knife and threw it at me. I dodged and asked, "What was that for?"

"For not helping."

"Sorry."

"Next time I won't miss."

"I'm sure you won't." I muttered under my breath.

"What?" she asked.

"Nothing." I was afraid she was going to throw another knife at me.

"That's what I thought."

"Dia?"

She looked up at me and asked through clenched teeth, "What?"

"I just remembered what I came to ask."

"And that is?" she prompted.

"Csn I borrow a cup of sugar?"

LOOOOOL! Thanks for making my day, Bloodsy!

I laughed hard at that! Brilliant!

I have no clue whats going on in there >.<

Very interesting

Post the novel soon? I'd love to see what happens :)

Bad quality I know but I'm so used to drawing on a computer, drawing on a piece of paper without a template is foreign to me >.< I couldn't find any references for the pose I wanted

Setting:
Luke and Hope are almost 16 and about to have their first formal school dance. Grandma Rose was trusted enough to take book worm Hope and ego headed, jock Luke to find their outfit.

Rose:
"God heaven's Luke, what are you Justin Timberlake?" I asked, hands on my hips. Luke had on a nice suit, just the bow-tie had to go.
"Well I like it." He replied.
"You are your father's son..." I muttered.
Poor Jonathan had to have an 'emergency job meeting' in the wonderful Caribbean Islands. Well of course he managed to talk Gale into going with him. Don't get me wrong, I love spending time with my grandchildren... Next time though a woman looks at me like I'm a cougar walking around with Luke I might just have to kill them.
"Um..." Hope muttered, coming out of the dressing room. She was in a beautiful short dress.
"Oh hun, you look beautiful!" I said, smiling.
She smiled back as she, pushed back a stray piece of almost white blonde hair. She was basically younger Gale, and well Luke was a younger, better looking version of his father.
With an even bigger ego.
"So, who's your dates huh?" I asked excitedly to them both.
They both looked at each other then back to me.
"I think the boy I like is scared to ask me out..." Hope said, looking in the mirror, Luke nodded with her.
"And why is that..?" I asked.
"Because dad mailed a letter to all the boys in my school, what the rules where for taking me out on a date." She replied, sighing, "No touching, only dance the waltz, no drinking at all, not even water. I will follow you to the school and back. I'll make sure my daughter is the last date you'll have if you hurt her-"
I raised my hand, "Oi vey.."
"Yet if Luke even kisses a girl, dad acts like he achieved a home run." Hope said, glaring at her brother.
"Ahh... That beach bon-fire... Good memories.. Good kisser to." He said, "OW-"
I shook my head at him after I gave him a good pinch on the arm.
"Okay, heres the plan, you two come over to my house the night of the dance, get your dates to come as well to pick you up." I made sure I had their attention, which I did, "After the dance, have your dates drop you off at my place, I'll call your parents saying you got sick and spending the night over."
"And if mom and dad find out...?" Luke asked.
"Hmm your mom, I'll calm her down, your dad... I'll tie him down and leave him there for a few days." I replied.
They both nodded, smiling.
"Aight, it's a plan. Now lets get this-" I said, but then dropped the price tag of the suit and dress, and coughed, "Okay... Let's go to the sales rack please..."

Lol!!~ :D

Awe <3 Them kissing in the living room <3

I wrote a glorious gay Sylvain and Mattie fanfic but I'm posting in two parts. Enjoy!

Part One

Mattie:

I was sitting in my newly given office, thanks to Sylvain, when I heard a sudden knock. "Come in." I called, loud enough to be heard through the door. I tore my eyes away from the paperwork I was reading long enough to see who it was.
The person who was standing before me was tall, lean, and had sandy white hair cut below his ears. "Sir."
"Yes, General Howard?"
"We have an issue in the armory."
"What happened this time?"
"Two of our soldiers had gotten into an all out brawl, Sir. The amory is in a disheveled mess."
"Are either of the soldiers hurt?"
"Just a few scrapes and cuts."
I nodded a little, debating on the punishment. I was trying to see if a soft or rough punishment will do either of them good. I chose the rough. "Put them two in the hole."
The hole is a room of pure solitude. Once in, you are shut off from the outside world. It is a very useful tactic for breaking somebody.
"Sir? Are you sure?" He asked a bit surprised.
"I'm positive. Now go." Without looking back, he left the room.
I set the paperwork down and sighed. Not five minutes later did my office phone start ringing, my inbox started piling up, my fax machine whistling, my pager being paged, and my personal cell phone going off to the song "Smells Like Teen Spirit" by Nirvana. I stayed there for a few minutes.
I hit my hands on the desk, palms down, in frustration. I got up quickly, leaving all the noise behind in the office, and headed to Sylvain's private quarters. When I got there, I quietly knocked on the door. Dia answered. "Matthew?"
"Is Sylvain here?" I asked quickly. She pointed to the dining room, motioning that he was in there. "May I come in?"
"Of course!" She moved out of the doorway so that I'll be able to enter.
I entered the dining room to find Sylvain eating a late night bowl of cereal. I stalked over to him and grabbed his wrist. He gave a startled look as I started pulling him towards the door. "Matthew Devney!"
"Shut up and follow."
"You're dragging me so I have no choice but to follow." He pointed out.
I glared him as we neared the door. Dia was still standing there with a stunned look upon her face. "I'm borrowing him for a little while. Don't worry, he'll be back." I assured her. All she did was slightly nod as I stalked out the door with Sylvain in tow.
We made it out of the castle and down the street before Sylvain asked, "Matt, where are we going?"
"A place nearby. I just needed to get out of there." I answered stiffly.
"And you decided to tow me along?"
"I wanted your company." I said matter-o-factly.
I towed him along for another half an hour or so until we landed in front of a Downworlder bar.
"A bar? Really?" Sylvain asked.
"I needed to clear my head. Let's go." Sylvain didnt even attempt to protest or reason me as we entered the bar.
I sat down at a bar stool on the furthest side of the bar where it was the least crowded. A fairy barmaid with pointed ears and her pink hair in an intricate up do came over to Sylvain and I. "What can I get for you gentlemen?" She asked sweetly.
"A bottle of Vodka." I answered. I needed something strong to wipe away my problems.
"Water will do fine for me." I heard Sylvain say.
"No." Both Sylvain and the barmaid looked at me curiously. "No water tonight. You're drinking with me."
"But Matt, I don't think..."
I cut him off. "No buts. You ARE drinking." He sighed and ordered a Scotch. The barmaid walked off to fill our orders.
"Drinking won't make the stress disappear." Sylvan reasoned.
"I don't care." I saw the barmaid add some sort of powder to our drinks but I didn't care enough to worry about it.
"I know what you're feeling. The stress is horrible at the beginning."
"Why didn't you tell me that?!"
"You didn't ask!!"
"Here you two go." The barmaid set the drinks down on the counter.
"You first." I prompted Sylvain.
He gave me another one of his signature sighs as I took a drink of my Vodka. The drink sent a satisfying buzz throughout my body.

Very nice. I can't wait to see how this goes :)

*gulp*....MEANIE!

Oh My God, BLOODY!! I LOVE YA!!