I saw from the window. You looked kinda sad from the distance. Can I really blame you? No not really. After all it was friday night. I know you have a boyfriend, but where is he tonight? You're just sitting there, watching a movie by yourself.

Maybe he has work?

But then why aren't you doing something? Going out partying with friends?

I wonder.

A journey of a 1000 miles always begins with one step
Why go on such a journey?
To what do you wish to find?
To what do you wish to seek?

For a lover?
For a friend?
For the experience?
For the joy?

A journey of 1000 miles always begins with one step
To see out that journey.
To start and begin

All I have to do is open the door... right?

Dance under the stars
Fly across the sky
Run with me tonight

----

"Hey."
"Hm?"
"Um... well I was wondering..."
"What?"
"Well... why... why do you always come here?"
"..."
"I mean! Um! You don't have to answer it! I --"
"Because it's nice."
"Huh?"
"Because it's nice. Do I need another reason to why I come here?"
"No! I- you don't! It's just..."
"Just what?"
"I dunno... strange to see you like that. I mean you never talk to anyone or anything and just kinda shut people off and don't seem to care about anything."
"And?"
"And... and... you never seem to be the kind of person who would, I dunno, come out here and sit and appreciate the beauty of nature."
"..."
"I mean! I don't mean to offend!"
"..."
"GAH! I'm sorry. Forget I said anything okay?"
"... You got a lot more to learn, kid."

Art of Conversation

"Who are you?"
"That's a good question."
"... Seriously, who are you? You just came flying down from a 50 foot tall building, and you landed unhurt."
"So?"
"SO?! THAT'S NOT POSSIBLE!"
"And? Your point?"
"There is no way you can be human!! Humans don't fall 50 feet and land unhurt! It's physically impossible!!"
"So I happened to be someone who can fall 50 feet and land safetly unhurt. You're point?"
"... You're idiot aren't you?"
"Nope."

If I were you, I'd love me too!

I know. Random.

I know that without a double without a reason
Here I will stay

I know that they will scorn me, will hate me
And fear me

I know that without me, there be no life...
There be no death

I know that they will not understand, will not accept
Will not see clearly

I know that this is necessary, needed
But brutal in its deliverary

I know that there will be pain, will be sorrow
so much death

I know... that I fear myself. The power the lies sleeping within me.
I know that when tomorrow comes...
Everything will be wiped away.

Colors fly across the page
Mixing blending

Flowers bloom and come to life
A stream flows ever gently

Children play among rainbow color trees
The sky an eerie grey

Swing higher! and higher!
Faster and faster!

Sun glows softly like the moon at night
Casting soft shadows here and there

Imagination is the key
Opening the door of things yet to come.

Fly and blend
Mix and stir

Finally, a painting worth searching for.

I closed my eyes, sleep threatening to overtake me as my teacher continues to dron on about graphes, tangent lines and x + y = something.

Mentally I hear my conscious scolding me. But at this point and time, I don't really care anymore.

Outside I see my fellow classmates walking towards their next class, or luckily, just finishing their current one. I direct my attention back to board, still sounds like greek to me as my teacher draws line after line about something with parallel lines.

My eyes fluttered closed once more. Good thing this teacher doesn't care if we sleep or not. Maybe... just a five minute nap.

When is a Game no longer a Game?
When does reality and fantasy combine?

Digital Images that almost look real
A new world just at my fingertips

I can be anyone I want to be
Doesn't matter how old I really am

Change my appearance
Change my race
Be someone I am not

Alone that I am in this fantasy world

But when does a game no longer a game?
When does reality and fantasy combine?

When I turn on the computer once more?
Or only when someone drastic happens?

Welcome To The World

((XD The above poem/musing thingy was influence by .hack//G.U. and it seems this one is influence by the cartoon Storm Hawks. xD Such a same though, the storyline could be so much better but it's oh so interesting. xD ))

The Sky is Never the Limit
Soar so high above the clouds

Absolute freedom
Absolute power

The stars are only a reach away.

Faster we race, darting back and forth
Worries, no way!

Throw caution to the wind and just fly.

Loops and spins,
fancy fighting moves.

We'll beat those pesky jerks!
Never give up
Never stop flying,
the sky is never the limit!

"I don't know what's more terrifying about her. The fact that she can take over an entire village by herself... or the fact that she had laid out the groundwork to counterattack months ago." Tsunade watched as Seika walked by the window, whistling to herself without a care of the world. The shop keeper was looking oddly cheerful as if war and the destruction of the village wasn't looming around just a few minutes ago before Grass Country surrendered.

"Yeah... I'm so glad that's she's on our side," Jiraiya said. "She really was the candianate for Yukikage position in her original home village?"

Tsunade nodded. "He was a fool. She probably would have been the strongest and greatest Kage this world has seen in years. Aside from maybe the brat who's impressive streak of missions and impossible knacks is just as long as hers, if not longer. Of course, by now, she has no interested. You could even offered to her now, and she would turn it down in a heartbeat. She's so use to living in the shadows and giving people the wrong impression of her, that I think she's gotten use to the quiet life."

"Seika has always been one to defy. Simply that's because of the way she grew up. She spent her entire life obeying, so I guess when it came to having stand on her own, she sworn to never go back to that lifestyle. "

Yumi had a distance look in her eyes as she remembered.

"Yobu was always hard on her. She was our only granddaughter. The entire weight of the Usuyuki family was placed on her shoulders from the day she was born. And Yobu expected nothing short of perfection. However..."

"However?"

Yumi gave Tsunade a wryly smile. "As I said, Seika is different, unique. She learn differently from everyone else. She'll give the expression that if she reads it, she understand it. Actually it quite the opposite. She can read it all she likes, but she'll never understand how to do it, rather she learns by seeing. Much like your infamous Sharingan users, she sees, copies, applies, and then masters with her own touch and flair."

"Well you're right. She's a bit... unorthodox."

"That be Seika for you. She was always unique. She'll be able to read and understand the concept. She can explain it back to you, but applying it and using it, she was strictly visual. She didn't get it until she saw it."

"That's... a hard was of learning," Tsunade said.

"It is... and Yobu was terrible strict on her. He believes you can learn from scrolls and books, understand and used. Seika was never like that. I didn't know until it was too late that he was probably mostly like abusing her." Yumi closed her eyes and paused to collect her thoughts.

Tsunade on the other hand, grew stiff. Her eyes growing cold. "He abused her?"

Yumi didn't answered right away. She stared down at the streets where a pair of kids were chasing each other down. "I have no proof, and Seika will dare not breath a word. But he is still my husband... and thus so I will give him the benefit of the doubt... for now."

She turned and looked back Tsunade. "Though, Seika probably never thought of it as abuse. Most probably don't either, because, in a literal sense, it is still training. I have no proof, but it was obvious that somewhere along the way, Yobu managed to warp her way of thinking. Quite frankly, I don't know if Seika would still be alive today if she hadn't met that boy."

"You mean Uchiha Itachi," Tsunade questioned. Yumi nodded.

A few months after Itachi had been promoted to jounin rank, he traveled to Snow Country. Unfortunately a blizzard struck shortly after he arrived, keeping him stuck there for several months, and surprising, keeping Yukikage, Yobu, out. When he returned, his family noted that Itachi had become more... "human-like" again.

"Hmmm, that boy worked wonders with Seika. It was like he understood, that she couldn't learn just be reading something, that someone had to show her. He taught her while he was there, and she improved drastically while Yobu was away.

And for the first time, Seika had someone she could call a friend. My granddaughter was smiling for once. Truly smiling," Yumi spoke with tenderness. Those days long ago, made her feel happy for once. Seika who was always crying, finally had someone who could teach her, understand her and be a friend.

"He always made her smile. It was adorable, they were quite litereally inseparable. I had every intention to ask Konoha to let him stay a little bit longer, if only so that Seika would have a more stable base form of training. He was there for a few months, and she was making improvements in leaps in bounds. Things she had been struggling with for years, she suddenly understood. And while it was never as exactly as the book written, she applied, changed it, some she perfected better then was written, others she perfected so it bettered suited her instead of just applying to everything," Yumi stopped for a moment.

"If I dare say so myself, he was getting a great deal of experience from it as well," she mused.

Tsunade chuckled. Somehow she could picture it all in her mind. "I bet. Most of the girls in Konoha at the time, spend all their time chasing him and trying to get him to fall in love with him. I bet Seika was interested in learning, and maybe just having someone else's company."

Yumi grinned. "Exactly." But slowly her grinned turned into a frown. "However... it seem it was just simply not meant to be."

"I've met them both, and asked the same question. Never once did they answer," Tsunade said quietly.

"Of course," Yume answered. "Her greatest failure, and the one thing she'll probably never come to fully cope with. She'll blame herself endlessly for that."

"Do you mind if I ask what happened?" Tsunade asked. Normally it would be rude to ask something that was probably so confidential from a rival hidden village, but when it concerned one her own shinobis, Tsunade figured it wouldn't hurt to ask.

"It probably be best to tell. Seika have every intention of taking it to the grave with her, and Uchiha-san dare not break his promise to her," Yumi spoke oh so softly.

" I won't waste time with the details. Even now it's a painful memory to remember." Yumi sighed. Her mind reeling back to that day. The day where everything went wrong.

"So this decision is final then? All the countries and leaders of the world have decided to abandon Adat, and use it as a bomb," Hokit asked.

"It's the only way! We created Adat, we can create a new one. There is no other way to save our world."

"So you kill the others in order to save your own skin."

There's a glare in the window
where the sun and glass meets

blinding, annoying
Nothing stops it, an impressive feat

I close the curtains,
but it still creeps through

I put on sunglasses
does nothing to help while I'm watching tv

Slowly but surely as my patience where thin
the sun beings to finally move

across the sky,
and glare slow fades away

I draw open the drapes and lo and behold
A beautiful sunset instead

Birthday Birthday
Spin 'round and 'round
Birthday Birthday
it's the one special day that one seeks

What's so special
Why celebrate
Just one year older
Just one year wiser

Birthday Birthday
Go 'round and 'round
Be happy
Be pouty

Birthday Birthday
is it really that special?

The Art of Conversation

"Why me?"
"Because you saw me when I was invisible."

---

"All I ever wanted... was to be accepted by you. But you never thought I was good enough. In the tightly closed cage you kept me. Always assuming I wasn't pretty enough to be display with the rest of them, never giving me the room I needed to grow. Eventually... I just grew to accept that I would be good enough. I began to second guess myself.

But... Ita taught me that I was better that. He had faith in me, and for once someone was able to put their trust into me. He taught me, help me grow. So...," Seika started straight into Yobu's eyes. Her voice growing stronger. "Insult me all you want, Grandfather. But I will not accept you insulting my husband!"

The Art Of Conversation

"I know. I know. You're here to scold me aren't you?"
"Then you acknowledge what you've done wrong?"
"Nope!"
Twitch.
"Silias!"
Smile.
"Yes?"
Sigh.
"You're impossible!"
"So you've told me."
"Why do I even bother?"
"Cause you love me."
Glare.
"Don't remind me."

I know I am insane
But at least I'm not plain
My mind's going down the drain
I don't have a brain...

Understand? Well, I hope you do because this poem of mine won a big award in our country. I am very popular in our barrio.

O.o
Umm thank you for sharing the poem Buy Only. ^^

Put everything on the line
One Gamble
One bet

risk it all
for the sake of that one tiny dream

No looking back
no hesitantion
Take that step forward
To realize the wish

"Still dreaming that dream, Silies?"

"Ah... that I am. My grandson even swore to me that he would continue chasing it even after I pass on."

Kit smiled one of her rare smiles. "It's a beautiful dream to be chasing."

"You still think so?"

"Always have. Even before you told me."

"Why is that? If you don't mind telling an old man like me."

"Hmph. You're still considered to be an infant compared to my age." Kit crossed her arms at the thought of it.

Silieas chuckled. "Yes. I supposed so. I'm not a timeless one like you are after all. But you still didn't answer my question."

Kit looked away. "Because I couldn't dream it myself. But in some ways because I couldn't dream it, I hoped for it."

She took a step forward and stared up at a sky. "I hope your dream comes true one day, Silieas. I betted everything on it. Just one giant gamble of luck."

Wander Back and forth
Chase after the shadow of doubt
To know the truth
to take that one step forward

As long as there is something
You can do
Then stand up and fight!
Protect those dear to you

Fight to the last dance
Soar higher then people can dream
Reach for the moon
Wrap the world in light

Sing that beautiful tune
Pierce the enemies that stand before you
Grasp thy truth with thy hands
Understand and know
This is your destiny
This is your story

Just reach out
and take that first step