<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359283</id><updated>2011-08-12T14:37:52.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The search for mending : the tale of hikari</title><subtitle type='html'>Hikari has gone through a lot. work to keep her h ome, giving advice to her fellow personas and the many pains from her Yami. 

Its time for her to take a break. </subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenhikari.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7359283/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenhikari.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lady Sad'e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07844667963603724828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/151/1233/640/Abbie.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359283.post-111060146248475424</id><published>2005-03-11T20:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T12:17:15.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ressurection.</title><content type='html'>Beeps. Sounds. Rustling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the sounds Hikari heard as she laid there lost in the darkness. But this darkness was different; it was neither cold nor scary. It wasnt like the darkness Yami brought ..the darkness Yami was acquainted with. It was warm and comforting, like she was sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hikari.....Hikari...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voices. She could hear them, they were familiar. But where were the coming from? Where was she? Through all this time she didnt even know where she was; Maybe it was a good idea for her to take a look around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly silver eyes opened to her new surroundings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, everything was all blobs and lights; Spots and stars that anyone would see after having their eyes closed for a long period of time. But son the mixed colors and shapes took form...to forms she was familiar with. She slowly simled; it was a tired-looking but genuine nonetheless..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Shaman...Tsuneo..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The couple looked down to their friend with a soft smile, happy to see her awake. Hikari continued to simle but then started to look around, trying to see where she was. It smelled so clean, so fresh and yet...too clean, like it was sterile. The beds were on the ground and she found that sheets hung on rings like shower curtains. Tsuneo saw her taking everything in so he spoke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Your in a hospital, Hikari. Officers and doctors said you collapse. the Doctor thinks you kind of ran yourself ragged for a long period of time without rest so its just catching up to you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ran myself ragged?&lt;/em&gt; The angel thought. &lt;em&gt;I felt fine...&lt;/em&gt; But then again , as she truly thought about it she knew that she wasnt in the tip-top shape. the nighs where she didnt sleep. the days where didnt eat, and then running around after her ferret was a bit too much on her body. so she understood, nodding, showing that she complied to what the chinese shaman was saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He advises you to stay in bed for at least 3 days and eating. Get your strength up and then you may go home."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She smiled and nodded, holding on tightly to the hand that Tsuneo offered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Alright."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a moment of silence the dark skinned angel noticed that Shaman was gone. She looked about for her, about to call fo her friend when the pushed back the ghost-channeler sheets with a smile, showing a suprise she brought for the angel. Hikari looked over to the direction of Shaman and her eyes widened. Tears started to well up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For standing behind the ghost channeler, each of them holding gifts was Dominique, Lil' Tiger and God-Child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Suprise!" They all yelled in unison. The winged girl couldnt help but to squeal and reach out for her friends, hugging each of them. Dominique, now 19 and working on her studies in arts have been gone and around in San Fransisco trying to get ready to become an artist. Visiting her personas, her creations were out of the question..but hearing of Hikari's predicament she begged for time to go and visit her angel which was granted. The two embraced with glee and then the creator handed the gift to the angel, letting her open it whenever she wished...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Hikari didnt want gifts... her friends being there was the greatest gift of all. She looked to Shaman and Tsuneo with so much happiness in her face that tears were streaming down her cheecks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh my god, Shaman and Tsuneo. Did you pay for their trip all the way here? Did you set this up?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaman nodded and Tsuneo spoke up. "they paid their own way...they really wanted to visit you. However...this isnt all of them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hikari, confused, was going to ask who else could be there but it was already answered for her. Slowly walking up to the door was a man, a young man; tall, lithe, and toned, dressed in fine clothes of a blue suit that was made form the 1920's. thick, long, chestnut colored tresses fell down in waves, some of his bangs covered his china blue eyes. The angel gasped; she couldnt believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A soft smile came across those sweet, pale lips of the man and with huge hands with thick that have been overused for walking Tarzan, King of the Apes, handed his small and thin box over to Hikari.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7359283-111060146248475424?l=brokenhikari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenhikari.blogspot.com/feeds/111060146248475424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7359283&amp;postID=111060146248475424' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7359283/posts/default/111060146248475424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7359283/posts/default/111060146248475424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenhikari.blogspot.com/2005/03/ressurection.html' title='Ressurection.'/><author><name>Lady Sad'e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07844667963603724828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/151/1233/640/Abbie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359283.post-110840365346392914</id><published>2005-02-15T09:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T09:54:13.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Near Death Experience.</title><content type='html'>The angel was actually having a nice time in Tokyo, and actually came on a wonderful time. Spring. The time where the cherry blossoms bloom like mad, blanketing the sidewalks with white and pink. She loved it all, the sights, the sounds...and for once her mind was on something than her heartbreak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yin-Chin seemed to be having a blast as well. He would, at times, crawl off of his owner's shoulders just to run ahead and check everything out. He stopped at stores, looking out windows, checking things out. One store really caught his eyes...a pet shop. And in the window there were beautiful collars, each of them having a wonderful design. Hikari saw what he was looking for and smiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five minutes later, Yin chin was out and about with a stylish new black collar. It was leather , and small tags were on it just in case he got lost. There were two of them, both of them silver , the design in feathers. one was in Japanese, the other English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They continued to travel from sunrise until the sun was starting to set. Hikari, still not used to Tokyo just yet , thought it was a good idea to go home; they could talk of their adventures to their friends when they return. Hikari couldnt wait to tell Shaman and Tsuneo about all the shops and sights they saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She walked down the sidewalk, Yin-Chin in her arms and she smiled softly, just looking forward, minding her own business. Suddenly though her ferret wiggled out of her arms and squeeked, starting to run. He wanted to race her..and currently he was in the lead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh! Wait you!!" The angel yelled and she ran after him. what was the checkpoint? She didnt know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she wasnt going to loose to a ferret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They ran down the street, which was unusually empty. There were only a few people. She didnt really mind though, give her more room to run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The white and black walking scarf ran across the street. It was safe for him, the light was green. And he was still in the lead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hikari ran across, after him without a second thought. She shouldve thought though.  For coming right at her was a huge truck, almost inches from hitting her. She looked to it, it seemed like she wasnt going to make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything seemed to go as if it was slow-motion. She felt like it was her end already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until she felt the strong arms of someone grabbing her and pulling her out of the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They both tumbled to the ground, ending up on the other side of the street on the ground. People who saw such a heroic feat all applauded , happy to see the other safe. They started to crowd around Hikari and the stranger and the angel looked up, eyes dazed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her vision was blurry but she did see who saved her. It was a young man, with deep violet eyes, which made him look older  and more wise. Bangs of blonde were spiked up a bit, the rest of his hair black and purple. He was clad in black and blue uniform ...as if he was in highschool. She blinked and reached out, trying to thank him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But darkness enveloped her and she slipped into unconciousness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7359283-110840365346392914?l=brokenhikari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenhikari.blogspot.com/feeds/110840365346392914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7359283&amp;postID=110840365346392914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7359283/posts/default/110840365346392914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7359283/posts/default/110840365346392914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenhikari.blogspot.com/2005/02/near-death-experience.html' title='Near Death Experience.'/><author><name>Lady Sad'e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07844667963603724828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/151/1233/640/Abbie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359283.post-110840239294590445</id><published>2005-02-14T09:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T09:33:12.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time away from Time away</title><content type='html'>It has been a good week and two days since that incident between Hikari and Yami. Hikari has been an utter mess since then. But it was a change of scenery; she was in Tokyo, the busiest cities of the world, Mecca of Technology. with the help and hospitality of Shaman, Another persona of Dominique's , she has been taken in and sheltered here , able to experience something new once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But even though she was in such a wonderful land..the land of the rising sun, it seemed that the sun in her eyes has setted. She was lost, broken once again, and this time it looked like she could never be repaired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hikari rarely ate or slept; mostly she just stayed in her room, hugging a pillow, looking out at the busy city. Tsuneo, Shaman's fiance, was the only one that could actually come in and get Hikari to talk. It was strange, but Hikari felt a bond between this guy...something she never felt before. She felt that she could talk to him about anything. Sure, she could talk to Shaman too..but everytime she did she always felt that illusive 'i-told-you-so' in her words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ghostie, Shaman's ghost partner was never allowed to come in. For starters, Ghostie was one of Tianna's personas... it wouldnt work out for Hikari. They wouldnt have anything to say; Ghostie would say something in a smart ass tone, thinking she was helping. Hikari would only stare at her for she looked, and acted ,dead on Yami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there was a bit of a schedule in the house for the little angel. Tsuneo would come in and talk to her at least for an hour a few times a day, coaxing her to eat. When she would agree Shaman would be cooking her ass of a delicious japanese dish for hikari that would make her spirits soar. However, Ghostie always had something to say or did something that would make the angel go back down in the dumps...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much for that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After two weeks of this. Hikari actually decided to leave the house. She was known for leaving her room; to go and potty, take a shower, or grab another scroll from the library. But today, she decided to get some fresh air. she realized, with the help of Tsuneo, that sitting down and sulking wouldnt really change anything.  Yami used her for her own selfish act, plain and simple. They truly wasnt on the same level...and from the help of the black haired Chinese, they never were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hikari's eyes were opened to the light now...she knew she had to accept it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, clad in a white chinese shirt and black silk pants , with her ferret around her neck Hikari went to the door, looking back at the three who were standing in the living room with open eyes. They smiled (well, not ghostie. she rarely smiled.) and then waved her off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7359283-110840239294590445?l=brokenhikari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenhikari.blogspot.com/feeds/110840239294590445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7359283&amp;postID=110840239294590445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7359283/posts/default/110840239294590445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7359283/posts/default/110840239294590445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenhikari.blogspot.com/2005/02/time-away-from-time-away.html' title='Time away from Time away'/><author><name>Lady Sad'e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07844667963603724828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/151/1233/640/Abbie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359283.post-110283627182630160</id><published>2004-12-11T21:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-18T20:21:12.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Once Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I cant belive this has happened....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The angel wrote in her moon journal, now dressed and clean. Around her things were packed and laying on the bed...the bed that had be shared with the demon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yami came and left again. And for me and my drunken state I couldnt do anything to alter it. I dont understand. How could she leave again? I thought things would be different. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hikari continued to write, tears welling in her eyes. Such a deep pain surged through her heart. The pain of Rejection. The pain of Lost-gained-then-lost-again love. The pain of misunderstanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just dont get it. Yami comes back...She said she woudl come back when things change for the better. Then what happened? Have things suddenly got bad once again? Does she not care? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A silent pause, her heartbeat the only thing that was loud in her room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Am I the one for Yami's problems? Is it me? My weakness? My caring? Oh, why cant I be as strong as my dark soul... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She stopped writing for a moment to wipe her eyes, weeping softly. The undescribable pain of being rejected. The wounds of the past havent healed and now fresh cuts were made, making her heart feel like nothing but a giant mass of scarred flesh. She looked down at her writing. Her hands were trembling now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She took another deep breath she started to write again, forcing herself not to cry again, to regain composure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am going to Tokyo to stay with Shaman for a while. She knows i'm coming. Maybe by going to the city of Mecca I will get my mind straight..and possibly my heart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Forever yours,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hikari&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7359283-110283627182630160?l=brokenhikari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenhikari.blogspot.com/feeds/110283627182630160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7359283&amp;postID=110283627182630160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7359283/posts/default/110283627182630160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7359283/posts/default/110283627182630160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenhikari.blogspot.com/2004/12/goodbye-once-again.html' title='Goodbye Once Again'/><author><name>Lady Sad'e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07844667963603724828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/151/1233/640/Abbie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359283.post-110235247448326258</id><published>2004-12-06T08:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-06T09:01:14.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning Heartbreak</title><content type='html'>10:00 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The angel woke up with a groan. It was hard enough to breathe, the light was brighter than usual to her and it caused her eyes to hurt. She moved a bit and then stayed still with a loud groan, her brain being wracked inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She rubbed her head, the pain of a hangover getting to her. She couldnt speak out loud and she didnt want to wake Yami up so she spoke in her head, trying to recollect on what hapened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mhh...what happened? Okay, Hikari, think.. You went out to dinner with Yami and, seeing how your head hurts like hell, you probably got drunk... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After those words went through her mind bits and pieces of what happened last night came to her. The locking up of her pet ferret in her closet. The talk the demon and her had. The kissing and touching that happened late in the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh yea.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of this made the angel blush a bit. She remembered now, fully remember. She looked down at her naked body which was twisted between a white sheet and she smiled a bit, glad about what happened last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The room was quiet, all excpet the constant sounds of the waves that could be heard off in teh distance and the gentle whirr of the fan. She figured that Yami was still asleep, probably exhausted on what happened last night. Hikari was ready to start the day; to start a new life with her red-haired love. What things they could do; have breakfast, walk along teh beach, continue to talk, maybe start all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She turned over to the other side, ready to look at her sleeping demon. But then she gasped, eyes widened, body quickly sitting up even though her head hurt like hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bed was empty except for the angel, the window wide open letting the warm breeze sweep in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7359283-110235247448326258?l=brokenhikari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenhikari.blogspot.com/feeds/110235247448326258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7359283&amp;postID=110235247448326258' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7359283/posts/default/110235247448326258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7359283/posts/default/110235247448326258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenhikari.blogspot.com/2004/12/morning-heartbreak.html' title='Morning Heartbreak'/><author><name>Lady Sad'e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07844667963603724828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/151/1233/640/Abbie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359283.post-110223893721984246</id><published>2004-12-05T01:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T18:55:03.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Late Night Craving</title><content type='html'>3:00 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yami woke up with a bit of a jolt as if she was being awaken by someone. She was panting a bit, face glistening with a bit of sweat. Why did she feel so hot? Why did she feel so excited? Surely she didn't have a bad dream...She wasn't scared at all and nightmares never affected her in such a way. Could it be that the champagne got to her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly the red-haired woman sat up in bed and clenched her heart. It was racing, making her blood vessels dialate, making her look like she was blushing a bit. She felt so hot, so agitated. Bothered. Could it be? Yes, it had been a while..She almost forgotten that feeling. And its been so long since she had been with Hikari. It was all coming back to her; that inner flame that burned so violently in her core, making every nerve in her body cry out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She needed the angel. She needed her now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the angel was asleep, back turned to the other girl . She slept heavily, still a bit drunk, not able to know what was around her now. Yami didn't want to wake her, not wanting to deprive her of her sleep. But she didn't want to be horny either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She decided to take the chance...She couldn't stand it a moment longer. Not when her lover was so close...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly the demon moved closer to Hikari, so close that her nose touched the back of her neck, the other girls back was pressed against her chest. She moved her hand slowly in front of the angel, rubbing her stomach from under her shirt. How her skin was so soft and smooth..Its been forever since she felt skin so soft...And it smelled so wonderful. The sweet aroma of toasted vanilla and sugar filled her nose and her mind, driving her even more wild. God, how she wanted to take her just now but she couldn't..She wasn't going to scare her love...Her Angel away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a soft and tantalizingly slow movements she moved her hand from under her shirt and then started to pull it up, revealing the angel's nude bust. Yami loved Hikari's sleeping habits,especially now; She was glad that Hikari only seemed to sleep in a t-shirt and shorts. It made undressing much more easier. Delicate yet deadly fingers moved to Hikari's nipples which were perked up from the sudden cold and started to pinch at them, making them come even more alive. This also caused the dark one to stir a bit, enjoying the ministrations. It made her blood heat up, even when she was in her slumber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yami sensed how Hikari was liking it and she decided to more. She was going to please the angel while she did this for herself, or tire herself out trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hands went back down across her stomach and grabbed those green shorts that covered her bottom and her sex..That sweet prize she wanted all along. She pulled them down just as gently, as if she was undressing a baby and looked down at her prize, licking her lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing the angel's puss caused her blood to boil. She breathed heavily, suddenly feeling like a wild animal in heat. Fuck this slow, romantic shit. Yami wanted it now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greedily, Hastily she brought a hand down and slipped it between the angel's legs, feeling around inbetween her legs. Hikari gasped from the sudden intrusion but that was all she did, eyes widened, mind still groggy from both sleep and her drunken splendor. She was confused, shocked at what was happening but after a few moments of feeling three of the red-haired one's fingers intruding into her inner walls she sighed and leaned back, moving one hand up to caress the other girls cheeck. Yami gasped as well; it was just like always...And how the angels hands were so soft.... How her insides were so warm..She loved it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that gave her the drive to do more for her little Hikari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She slipped in two more fingers along with the three already in there, stretching out the other girl's pussy a bit as she moved her hand around slowly, moving her knuckles to form a fist. Hikari cried out softly, eyes closing back as she leaned back even more, opening her legs and moving to rest it on Yami's hip Without a warning or a moment to let the angel to get used to this feeling she started to pump her hand back and forth inside her, fisting her, her hot dripping wet pussy swallowing her hand with a bit of difficulty. She was enjoying the soft and sweet cries she got from the angel.&lt;em&gt; Her&lt;/em&gt; angel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hikari couldn't believe it... So long...So much time where she was without her Yami..Without her dark half and here she was..Making love to her..Showing how much she cared. She enjoyed every moment of it, sharing her body with her dark love, simply enjoying the ride. Mot her it felt like a new experience....or was it only because she was drunk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few moments of it though she realized..where was Yami's enjoyment of all this. She knew that the other girl wasnt getting as much pleasure out of this. So she decided to make this a bit better..for the both of them. She leaned back against her more, speaking inbetween a moan, her hair tickling the other girl's face. Her voice was soft, almost as if she was hiding a secret. Her words werent as slurred but you could still tell she was intoxicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yami...Yami get on top of me... please.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This caused the demon to blink a bit in curiousity. Those twin pools of glowing green watched her angel, wondering why she would make such a request. Its not like she had brought the toys that they usually used for such an activity...and she didnt have the power to change her sex. She stopped her movements altogether, her fist still lodged into the angel's sex as she tried to think of what she was going to do. Trust was getting to her again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was brought back to reality though by Hikari's loud whimper for her to continue. "Yami! please, fuck me. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hearing the dire cry of her lover she quickly slipped her hand out of the other girls pussy. It felt so sticky, so wet, so good. She wanted to lick it off but she didnt for something else plauged her mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hikari's tongue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In urgent need for her demon now she kissed her passionately, needingly, leaning into her more just to kiss her in such an awkward way. &lt;em&gt;Yup, Hikari was totally drunk&lt;/em&gt;, Yami thought but that action totally sparked Yami to move faster. She broke the kiss for a moment but only to push the angel onto her back, resting inbetween her legs now, on top. She didnt do anything though, getting onto her knees to take off her clothes, going fast as if they were on fire...burning her skin, every bit of her body aching to be free. Instincts got to her. Demon Instincts. Creativity. She needed to get off and she wanted to make her lover happy...what better motivation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She heard her angel whimper with lust and she kissed her immeadiatly, tasting her, brusing her lips as she ran her hands up and down her chest. She pinched and massaged at her breasts, rubbing every part of her torso. She went lower every once in a while, wanting to touch her pussy so badly; That hot dripping sex that yearned for a touch but every time she went back up, causing Hikari to whimper. Yami would shut her up though with a deep kiss and a growl, the other hand caressing the back of her head. Hikari couldnt take much more, as if she was being possesed by her own wantings she grabbed the demons hips with great ferocity and brought them down on hers, their sexes rubbing against each other. Yami broke the kiss and gasped, eyes closed tightly as she nuzzled her head on the other girl's shoulder. It felt good..really good to her; their warm wet sexes rubbing together, causing nice pressure in all the areas that counted, little shocks going down their bodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few moments of silence and stillness Yami started to grind her hips slowly but roughtly against Hikari. This caused the angel to moan softly, even though she wanted to scream, her hips slowly moving to match the beat. She cried out her lovers name in a breathy moan and Yami, replying to it, kissed her deeply on teh lips, one hand holding onto the dark girl's hips while the other caressed her lover's cheeck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two made loves in the shadows of the room. No music, no kinky cries. Just the sound of the waves in teh distance, the squeaking of the matress, and their soft and breathy moans of pleasure. Opposites attracted in such a scene. The wild demon with the calm and serene angel. Red hair mixed with black as they caressed each other in the darkness, body molding together, being together like Yin and Yang. Perfect Harmony in what would be such a feral activity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After time though their passionate love making was over, the two of them stilling as they let out their final cry, their juices flowing inbetween both of their legs, it mixed together, trickling down onto the matress, blending and staining the sheets. Afterwards they were spent, the demon moving both of them to lay on their side, face to face. Hikari sighed softly and then wrapped her arms around her lover, nuzzling aginst her. They laid together in the blackness of the night, replete, saying nothing in such a perfect moment. They were trembling but not from the cold; the force of their orgasm caused millions of tiny shocks to go down each one of their spines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a moment the black angel yawned and then closed her eyes, the soft comforting caress of darkness enveloping her again. She was asleep, the only sounds coming from her were her slow and calm breathing. Yami enjoyed the sound, listening to it..thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What just happened was memorable... she would never forget. However many things were running through her mind. Negative thoughts. Of doubt. Of pain and worse of all.. Of guilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hikari...my love... I love you so much. But I'm also the one who hurt you, who made you how you are..what you are now. Youre so fragile.. like a glass angel. And me, the stone and clumsy demon has kept dropping you over and over again. I try to fix the peices but i cant...it doesnt fit right.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is it because of me? Am I the reason why your not fixed? The way i keep coming in and out of her life? &lt;/em&gt;Her eyes went pitch black in thought... &lt;em&gt;Maybe i should just leave for a long time now, so you can completely forget me. Oh, Hikari. I'm so sorry for ever breaking such a beautiful thing as you.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yami laid in bed with Hikari, holding her tight, these same thoughts running into her mind over and over again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7359283-110223893721984246?l=brokenhikari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenhikari.blogspot.com/feeds/110223893721984246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7359283&amp;postID=110223893721984246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7359283/posts/default/110223893721984246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7359283/posts/default/110223893721984246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenhikari.blogspot.com/2004/12/late-night-craving.html' title='Late Night Craving'/><author><name>Lady Sad'e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07844667963603724828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/151/1233/640/Abbie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359283.post-110108294795162378</id><published>2004-11-21T13:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-05T00:10:21.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little too much drinking</title><content type='html'>The whole dinner went really well. Hikari got out of her daze and actually talked to Yami. There was nothing really but talk amongst good seafood. However, while they talked and due to teh Angel's nervously she was drinking more than normal... A lot more than normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to Yami this was a big thing since Hikari never really drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However after dinner was done the two girls went back to her room. Yami actually had to carry her a bit, making sure she didnt stumble. The angel...was wasted, too nervous to stop drinking and too drunk to care about what the demon thought of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Yami opened the door he was greeted by a not so happy Yin-Chin. The foot and a half ferret was on all fours, fur standing out on his back, growling ferociously. Yami hissed but Hikari immeadiatly fell to her knees, picking up her ferret and cuddling him. Yin-chin calmed down and then nuzzled aginst his angel, every once in a while giving cold glares to Yami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There there, my little one. No worries. Yami is good." Hikari looked into teh ferrets eyes with love and sincerity despite of her drunken behavior. She then put the ferret inside his little travel compartment in the closet and closed the door. She put a finger to her lips and made that infamous 'shush' sound and then stumbled over to the bed, laying on it face down. The demon watched her for a bit and then just sat down next to her. She wasnt planning to leave, she was going to stay with her this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7359283-110108294795162378?l=brokenhikari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenhikari.blogspot.com/feeds/110108294795162378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7359283&amp;postID=110108294795162378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7359283/posts/default/110108294795162378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7359283/posts/default/110108294795162378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenhikari.blogspot.com/2004/11/little-too-much-drinking.html' title='A little too much drinking'/><author><name>Lady Sad'e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07844667963603724828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/151/1233/640/Abbie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359283.post-110010809202954560</id><published>2004-11-10T09:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-10T09:37:41.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bumping into darkness</title><content type='html'>"Y-yami..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The angel just stood there, shocked to see the demon in front of her. Her lover, her caretaker, the supposed gaurdian that up and left whenever she pleased. Yami smiled and took her hand, getting extremely close; so close that she was breathing the angel's air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hikari...Ive found you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yami..." the angel replied, thats all she could say..she didnt know what to say. After a moment Yami kissed the other girl gently on the lips, seeing if that would snap her out of the daze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hikari...how have you been?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hikari couldnt believe it. After all of the moments, the hours, the days she missed this dark soul woman here  and now she had nothign to say. She practiced all the things she would say to her; line by line, giving the demon a piece of her mind.  But now she was shell shocked by the presence of her lover. Only one thing that ran through her mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yami."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The demon raised an eyebrow, seeing that Hikari was completely out of it. She took this time to ask her...no harm in it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hikari...i wanted to know if youd like to go to dinner with me. Would you like that?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yami..." was her only answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Is that a yes, Hikari?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yami."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ill take that as a yes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with that the angel gently held onto her hand and walked down the hall with the zoned out angel, taking her out to dinner. She knew she would come out of it after she got a bit of fresh air and they could talk...really talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7359283-110010809202954560?l=brokenhikari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenhikari.blogspot.com/feeds/110010809202954560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7359283&amp;postID=110010809202954560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7359283/posts/default/110010809202954560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7359283/posts/default/110010809202954560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenhikari.blogspot.com/2004/11/bumping-into-darkness.html' title='bumping into darkness'/><author><name>Lady Sad'e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07844667963603724828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/151/1233/640/Abbie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359283.post-109917316488233947</id><published>2004-10-30T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-11-01T08:20:05.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Destiny Islands, a new journey begins</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;My Darling Moon Journal.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;After a few hours of travel i have made it to a new location. Its a darling Island, not very big but not too small with a ...tropical kind of feel. The inhabitants here call it the Islands of Destiny. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yin Chin was a great help to get me here but hes exhausted. He suprised me with his power unleashed; Midnight was right when she said he possessed great powers from Shaman. And for that, im truly grateful. He's back to his normal size so I guess its my turn to carry him for a while. He's sleeping, out like a light. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Destiny Isles are very wonderful! Everywhere I go it smells sweet or looks divine. The people here are also extremely nice; they gave me a room in one of their fanciest hotels. I tried to pay for it but they said they insisted that it was free... they said anyone as kind and innocent as me deserves the best. Can you believe that, moon journal? I should tell them what happened to Tarzan and how it is my fault... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now that i think about it, i wonder how he is doing. I hope hes fine... Lil' Tiger said he would survive, no problem but still... i have this small sense of dread from it.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;or is it from something else? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I guess I shouldnt worry about it ...I believe it will come out of hiding and show itself sooner or later. Besides, im at an island! i should be checking out the sights! So, my little moon journal, i shall leave you be for a while... im going to go and find a nice place to grab &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;some food. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so the angel sat her book down and slipped it under her pillow, also grabbing her pet ferret off her shoulders to set him down on top of the bed. he curled up in the middle of the king size mattress and slept soundly, ears flickering the the descending footsteps of Hikari. The light looked back to check on her pet and then opened the door, leaving her room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She didnt get far though; for she bumped into someone right after closing the door. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She yelped, not from pain but from shock,looking up and rubbing her head. Hikari then started to apologize quickly, looking up to the person her eyes suddenly getting as big as saucers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For standing right in front of her was Yami, ebony eyes staring at her, face emotionless. But slowly she smirked and moved close to her, so close that they were breathing each others air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello, Hikari." The dark angel said after what seemed like hours if silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7359283-109917316488233947?l=brokenhikari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenhikari.blogspot.com/feeds/109917316488233947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7359283&amp;postID=109917316488233947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7359283/posts/default/109917316488233947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7359283/posts/default/109917316488233947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenhikari.blogspot.com/2004/10/destiny-islands-new-journey-begins.html' title='Destiny Islands, a new journey begins'/><author><name>Lady Sad'e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07844667963603724828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/151/1233/640/Abbie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359283.post-109846159823218407</id><published>2004-10-22T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-22T09:18:54.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yin Chin's Power </title><content type='html'>By sunrise Hikari made it to a dead end. She was greeted by the elegant red sunrise and the soft sounds of the ocean. She looked out, sensing the wind blowing against her face and the wiggling of the shivering Yin-Chin resting on her shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She simply looked out, feeling defeated. Usually she would have no problems; Hikari was famous in the personas as the one who could fly for what seemed like forever. But , with a crippled wing, not to mention the luggage, she couldn’t to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a sigh she sat down and just stared out into the ocean, trying to think of a plan. She didn’t now of anyone else but Lil’ tiger, and she couldn’t face her nor Tarzan. She wanted to escape…she wanted to be somewhere different now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“yin-chin…” the angel said softly, simply looking out at the ocean, “I don’t want to be here…not now. I wish we could go somewhere else...but how?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ferret gave off a short squeak and went to sit on Hikari’s lap, looking up. With a squint of his silvery eyes he gazed into Hikari’s eyes, trying to see the light’s soul. She looked down, forcing herself to smile but it seemed that tears were welling up in her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I want to leave…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wiped her eyes and then petted Yin-chin to give him a bit of comfort and reassure him that she was okay. He nuzzled into his hand but his eyes widened suddenly as he smelled the salty saline of her tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He shivered and growled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Startled, Hikari jumped back a bit, looking down at the ferret who looked like he was having a seizure on her lap. She quickly grabbed him and tried to comfort him but he snarled and then had another spasm, falling out of her arms and onto the ground. She backed away quickly, starting to get scared for her pet. Did she do something wrong again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ferret stopped and then started to cough and as he did it seemed he was growing. He got bigger and bigger with each cough and spasm, fur switching colors on where they count. After a few moments the Angel gazed back at what happened to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yin chin was now a monstrosity of a ferret, standing on his hind legs at a whopping 21 feet. His fur was now blacker than ebony, a snow white mask going across his now empty eyes and a matching streak going from the top of his head down his back and finishing at his tail. His paws were white as well with claws that were 6 inches long. His stared at Hikari and let out a deep demonic coo, getting on all fours and nuzzling his massive head against her, comforting her. She was startled at first but then she soft smile, sensing that he meant no harm and only wished to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hikari continued to run her fingers through her friend’s fur. It was so soft! It was thick but very soft; feeling like many layers of silk covered him. She sighed and relaxed, leaning against him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yin-Chin...” Hikari spoke up softly. “Let’s go somewhere new.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He nodded and then made a quick swift movement under her, picking her up with his head. She was now resting on his shoulders and the monster ferret let out another coo, turning around and then actually…going the opposite way, leaving the luggage behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hikari blinked, wondering what he was doing but she didn’t have to wait that long to figure it out for after going a few feet he turned around and started to run. The angel held on tightly to his fur, closing her eyes tightly, the wind beating down on her. Yin chin picked up speed and then jumped, gliding close to the ground. He grabbed the bags as he went past and then flew off into the sky, going across the deep blue waters of the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After gaining a bit of courage the young light opened her eyes and looked down. She gasped but not from fear but from surprise, smiling. How long has it been since she flew! She trembled under the ferret from excitement. She petted him gently, letting him make the destination as she looked back one final time to India.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7359283-109846159823218407?l=brokenhikari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenhikari.blogspot.com/feeds/109846159823218407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7359283&amp;postID=109846159823218407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7359283/posts/default/109846159823218407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7359283/posts/default/109846159823218407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenhikari.blogspot.com/2004/10/yin-chins-power.html' title='Yin Chin&apos;s Power '/><author><name>Lady Sad'e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07844667963603724828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/151/1233/640/Abbie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359283.post-109804148768137360</id><published>2004-10-17T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-22T09:14:07.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Much of a Burden, leave for the best</title><content type='html'>Hikari stayed in her room most of the day. She didnt eat, she didnt do anything, too worried about the man that had saved her. Yin-Chin stayed with her the whole day, watching the angel just lay in the bed, mind soaked with depression and worry. Hikari did nothing but to stare into the window, watching the sunrise and move across the sky, silver eyes gleaming softly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But soon the sun had set once again and the sky went black, a few stars scattering the night sky. Then she shifted once, sitting up to look around the room. Yin-chin squeeked in worry and moved to sit on her lap and the angel, still a bit dazed, absentmindedly stroked the ferret's soft pelt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a moment of just breathing, coming back to reality, she got out of bed. She looked horrible, going to the dresser and taking out that familiar navy blue journal decorated with moons, grabbing the pen inside and starting to write:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My dear moon journal...i dont know what to do. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because of me, one of my closest friends have been hurt. I feel so horrible... i cannot stand being here. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lil tiger says its not my fault, that he would save anyone. But why do i feel like it is? Why do I even care so much about this man? Although i've known him for a few days I feel like i've known him for a lifetime.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sighed and then stopped, tears welling in her eyes. She couldnt deny it; she loved this man..she had great feelings for him. Was those feelings greater than she had for Yami?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;After much thinking ive decided that Im going to leave the temple. People might think that im overreacting...but i feel its for the best. I cant bare to look at Tarzan now... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;After trying to get away from the memories of pain and suffering...I caused some to someone I cared for... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so she closed the book and hugged it for a moment, trying to fight the tears that came anyway. The ferret felt the angel's depression and came to wrapp around her shoulders like a boa, licking her cheecks free of those salty drops. Hikari forced a smile and then got off of the bed, starting to pack her things to leave immeadiately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She didnt have much so the packing was fairly quick and she grabbed her bags, leaving the temple by gliding down to the ground from the balcony with a broken wing. It was painful, but the pain she felt was nothing compared to the feeling in her heart. When she landed she stood there for a moment, closing her eyes, trying to get the courage to move. She didnt want to, but she felt she must.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly...she started to walk, not looking back. The only thing she left behind was a small note of thanks for their hospitatlity and a few white feathers that rested on the pillow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7359283-109804148768137360?l=brokenhikari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenhikari.blogspot.com/feeds/109804148768137360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7359283&amp;postID=109804148768137360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7359283/posts/default/109804148768137360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7359283/posts/default/109804148768137360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenhikari.blogspot.com/2004/10/too-much-of-burden-leave-for-best.html' title='Too Much of a Burden, leave for the best'/><author><name>Lady Sad'e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07844667963603724828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/151/1233/640/Abbie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359283.post-109739160281230238</id><published>2004-10-09T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T12:54:21.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My hero </title><content type='html'>"Hikari....Hikari. Hikari!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the feeling of icy death hit her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What felt like a jolt of lightning went up and down Hikari's spine and she jumped up quickly, rubbing her head. she looked around, vision blurry, and wet, for she was hit with a bucket of ice water from Lil' Tiger, who was watching her from the foot of her bed. she looked around, trying to recollect everything. Slowly the things of the past started to slink into her mind and she finally remembered what happened. She quickly jumped to get out of bed but lil' Tiger grabbed her by her shoulders and put her back in bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He's fine.." She said softly, "Tarzan's okay."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The angel blinked and then let out a sigh of relief, glad to hear that the jungle boy was okay. A few moments of silents whent by and then Hikari spoke up once again, looking to the tigress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What exactly happened, Lil' Tiger. Do you know?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lil tiger looked to her then shifted in her chair a bit, making it lean against the wall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well," she started out, "You were almost killed by a giant cobra but Tarzan came and saved you. However, in the process he ws the one that was attacked and not you." She looked to the Angel, who's eyes were filled wih tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He saved you, Hikari. He almost died for you...and right now hes laying in a bed in this temple, resting. Hell be fine but i dont want you to worry about it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hikari just sat there, stunned. she couldnt beleive it, someone risked their life, for her? slowly she moved out of bed, looking off into space. Lil tiger was about to make her lay down but she decided that maybe it was best to leave her be. The angel then just walked out of the balcony and looked up at teh sky. It was morning, but it was still dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7359283-109739160281230238?l=brokenhikari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenhikari.blogspot.com/feeds/109739160281230238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7359283&amp;postID=109739160281230238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7359283/posts/default/109739160281230238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7359283/posts/default/109739160281230238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenhikari.blogspot.com/2004/10/my-hero.html' title='My hero '/><author><name>Lady Sad'e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07844667963603724828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/151/1233/640/Abbie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359283.post-109685959956149640</id><published>2004-10-03T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-04T08:00:53.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shadows...&lt;em&gt; Nothing but shadows as far as the eye could see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Light... &lt;em&gt;coming out from about the shadows, anihallating a part of it but the everlasting blackness was still dominant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;The only thing surviving was the shadows and the light, all together. in perfect harmony. Two people were there; a young woman with red hair watching the person in the beam of light. It was a girl as well, a black girl with ribbons mixed in her braids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were totally different people, in totally different areas.. but they stared at each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They watched and watched and watched, one doing nothing but watching just like the other. they barely blink, they didnt speak a word..nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then..simutaneously, they took steps forward. Soon the angel..the light had sunk into darkness, only for the red haird demon to take her place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..they were back to the same activity...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;staring. watching. looking out for eachother.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7359283-109685959956149640?l=brokenhikari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenhikari.blogspot.com/feeds/109685959956149640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7359283&amp;postID=109685959956149640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7359283/posts/default/109685959956149640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7359283/posts/default/109685959956149640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenhikari.blogspot.com/2004/10/shadows.html' title=''/><author><name>Lady Sad'e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07844667963603724828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/151/1233/640/Abbie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359283.post-109625429822021826</id><published>2004-09-26T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-27T08:22:22.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Attack in the sunset</title><content type='html'>The time seemed to melt away while the two enjoyed their walk. Hikari had learned so much and in such a short amount of time with the help of Tarzan. she learned the difference between certain plants, a few words of gorrilla and also how to swing from vine to vine which Tarzan, being an expert at such a thing, said she was an expert of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hours past and soon the sun was starting to drift below the horizon. What looked like an endless feild of blue was soon overcome by the beautiful array of purple, pink and orange. The jungle native looked up at the sky and smiled warmly, reaching to the angel's hand once again, taking it gently in his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I should walk you home" he said softly, a smidgeon of disappointment coating his words. "It will be dark soon." The angel, not wanting this moment to end, nodded gently and without any rebellion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why must this day end?&lt;/em&gt; she thought &lt;em&gt;It was so perfect... its been a long time since ive felt this peaceful with another person..not even with..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she stopped thinking about it, not wanting to go and slip back into a quick depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked to Hikari, noticing her mood change-- sensing it. Quickly he thought of something to take her mind off of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How about we go home through the trees?" he suggested. "Its a bit faster and its more practice for you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a smile, Hikari nodded, watching Tarzan climb the nearest tree and grabbing a vine. She followed him with a soft chuckle, letting him lead the way towards the palace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swing to one vine..swing to another. The pattern was the same for teh two friends as they ventured home. It started out as casual; the jungle man swinging from vine to vine like it was nothing more than taking a step on foot while the angel struggled but still holding strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she started to speed up, giving him a bit of a challening smirk and the two started to race through the vines, the only sounds escaping them was their gasps for breath and their laughter. Everything was going great; Hikari was currently in the lead , her eyes catching the temple from the top of the trees..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But suddenly, out of the flurry of trying to be first in teh competition, Hikari grabbed a weak vine and plummeted form the treetops. Tarzan tried to grab her in mid-air but couldnt and the angel fell and hit the ground. She sat up slowly, a bit dazed but fine, rubbing her wrist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wow..that was quite a fall." she said to herself, looking up to the jungle boy who was hanging upside down from his vine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Are you alright?" he called down with concern. The angel nodded, reassuring him.&lt;br /&gt;"Yea," she replied, "i just grabbed a bad vine, i guess.." and she looked to the direction of where the vine dropped..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hikari, getting a bit spooked, looked around for it. Then from behind her she heard a soft sound. It was a gentle hiss..almost inaudiable but sounding deadly all the same. she quickly turned around and looked up at the 'vine' that was now towering over her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A giant cobra was looking down at her, sitting up 6 feet! it was super long, almost monstrous, the diameter of its giant body about as big as a man's leg. she sat there, frozen in fear, the predators meanacing and very agitated eyes narrowing. It hissed once again, louder now and bared its long fangs, each one of them dripping with venom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The big serpent reared its head and lunged forward, about to strike the spooked-out angel. She screamed and cowered, covering her head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;em&gt;This is it&lt;/em&gt;, she thought,&lt;em&gt; this is how im going to leave this world.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But something violently shoved her out of cobras way...and forced her to hit her head on a rock. she looked up, dazed, the last thing she saw was the sillouette of a man with a spear fighting the ferocious beast. she smiled weakly then closed her eyes, slipping into the lonley darkness of unconciousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7359283-109625429822021826?l=brokenhikari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenhikari.blogspot.com/feeds/109625429822021826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7359283&amp;postID=109625429822021826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7359283/posts/default/109625429822021826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7359283/posts/default/109625429822021826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenhikari.blogspot.com/2004/09/attack-in-sunset.html' title='Attack in the sunset'/><author><name>Lady Sad'e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07844667963603724828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/151/1233/640/Abbie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359283.post-109070948081406394</id><published>2004-07-24T15:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-24T15:51:20.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Her own lil' adventure</title><content type='html'>Despite of the late night fright that happened, Hikari and Yin-Chin had slept well. They awoke when the sun has just finished rising in the sky, the dew that came off the plants mixed with the ever blowing wind and making a sweet aroma. They were greeted with a rather large breakfast of exotic fruits and vegetables downstairs in the dining room after they got dressed, but no one was there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place was empty except for a few reptillian anthros walking about and cleaning up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The angel went to teh table and sat down at the same spot she did last night, seeing a not in front of the plate left for her... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Hikari, &lt;br /&gt;I saw that you were still sleeping so the animals and I went on a hunt without you. We'll come back around 4 and take you to the nearby village so you can go shopping for souveneirs. Until then stay out of trouble...&lt;br /&gt;Love, &lt;br /&gt;Lil' Tiger&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;The ferret took the note from Hikari and started to play with it and the angel did nothing but giggle. It seemed that she will be enjoying breakfast alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she finished she decided to go on a little adventure on her own. She went everywhere around the rather large temple; enjoying the veiw of cetain rooms, looking at all the cetain objects it contained, and meeting the occupants of some of the areas. Everyone that she met inside the walls of the temple became friends with her quickly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The animals there taught her many things; they taught her songs of the jungle, shared stories about their leader, and even gave out secrets that they never told. It was strange, they felt so open with this angel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time passed quickly while she was stayed in the large temple and in a blink of an eye it was already 3. She and her ferret decided to go back to her room, she had a lot of writing to do in her moon journal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when she opened the door she let out a bit of a yelp for sitting right on her bed and checking one of her bags was tarzan. He looked ever so innocent and quizzical as he looked into Hikari's suitcase, taking out one of her bottles of her purfume and sniffing it. He looked up at her, not even embarrased, wondering why the angel's face was a deep chocolate cherry color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hikari...are you alright?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She took a deep breath to calm herself enough to speak. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What are you doing here...? " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I came to visit" , he replied. Gently he put everything in suprisingly the same order and place, making it look like it never been touched. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hikari went inside and walked to the bed, sitting down, Yin-Chin climbing onto her shoulder. The jungle boy looked to the ivory and ebony ferret and started to make a series of squeaking sounds. He smiled and squeaked back and soon the two had started their own conversation. Hikari stayed silent and smiled, not wanting to interrupt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The talk didnt last long and Tarzan looked into Hikari's eyes with another warm smile. She stayed silent for a few moments more then spoke up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So what were you guys talking about?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"well," he said, "I asked him if it was alright if i went with you for a walk around the jungle." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She blushed and looked away wiht a smile. After gaining her composure once again she nods and then stood up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thats very polite of you to ask him that, but you should also ask me as well." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He nods and stood up as well, gently taking her hand into his. Her blush deepened; she was suprised how soft his hands were. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, would you like to come with me for a walk?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She did nothing but nod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7359283-109070948081406394?l=brokenhikari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenhikari.blogspot.com/feeds/109070948081406394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7359283&amp;postID=109070948081406394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7359283/posts/default/109070948081406394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7359283/posts/default/109070948081406394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenhikari.blogspot.com/2004/07/her-own-lil-adventure.html' title='Her own lil&apos; adventure'/><author><name>Lady Sad'e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07844667963603724828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/151/1233/640/Abbie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359283.post-109012565248697086</id><published>2004-07-17T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-04T08:28:02.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Late Night Visit</title><content type='html'>The temple was in complete silence, every light inside was out. The occupants of the temple were all asleep, knocked out by the overdrinking and eating or the excess partying that they experience. Even lil' tiger, who was known to hold her liquor and have enough energy to boot was in a deep slumber, body sprawled on the long dinner table , a giant wild chicken thigh in her claws.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The place was in shambles; bodies scattered on the floor, food splattered everywhere, and even a strange white sticky fluid covering certain hallways and furniture of the temple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only place that wasnt a mess in the whole god forsaken temple was Hikari's room. It was actually quite neat; everything tidied up and in its place. The angel was sleeping soundly in her bed, all cuddled up in the blankets, her new ferret friend curled up in a ball at the foot of the bed. Moonlight drenched the room, giving everything a soothing glow and the sliding glass window was open all the way. A soft soothing breeze blew into the window every once in a while and the angel gave a soft sigh. Usually she would be scared to leave the window open so late but since befriending Tarzan, not to mention lil tiger and the rest of the anthros in the temple that are at her side, she had nothing to fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All was peaceful this night, the wind continued to blow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the sound of heels on the roof broke the silence in the whole area. They were soft but heard all the same, sometimes the rhythm stopped as the creator of this sound jumped from balcony to balcony. It stopped when it made to an open sliding door...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hikari's sliding glass door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The figure stood still, the only thing moving on this figure was the ends of its jacket and the final sway of red tresses that blew in the wind. Ebony orbs with a mako green ring peered inside and they gave off an eerie glow in the moonlight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person standing there was a woman, clad in all black, her long black tenchcoat decorated with silver chains, buttons and a shoulderpad on each side. She was about an inch shorter than Hikari if they stood next to each other but that didnt mean she was weaker. She actually gave off a cold and dark aurora that sent shivers up and down the dozing ferret's spine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly the woman with the blood red tresses walked towards the bed, as if going off to grab what she was searching for. Her facial expression didnt change from the cold emotionous look but her eyes..they seem to soften and change color to a warm green. Slender fingerless gloved hands reached forward for Hikari as if out to touch her, those twin pools of now black-green mix getting full of warmth and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hikari.." she whispered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before she could touch her an obsticle came to her way. Yin-Chin stood inbetween this mysterious woman and the angel, growling deeply, baring his small fangs and narrowing his eyes. She moved her hand back and stood her ground.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Her eyes got cold once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silence engulfed the area once again and the two stayed where they were, still as statues. The ferret and the dark one just stared at each other, the only thing that escaped them were soft growls. Each other look like they wouldnt budge, both of them too stubborn to even back down. Then something caught their attention...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Hikari started to stirr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing this the young woman quickly went towards the balcony. She didnt want the angel to see her, not yet. Not until she got her business taken care off. Yin-chin growled deeply and started to let out defensive squeeks and toy barks, trying to ward off the intruder. The woman turned back to look at the angel...&lt;em&gt;her &lt;/em&gt;angel and then gazed at the little nuicance. The onyx eyed girl narrowed her eyes and growled, the sound giving off an aurora that wasnt human. The ivory ferret gave off a frightened squeek and scurried under the comforter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hikari let out a yelp of her own and sat up quickly in bed, startled, looking around. She whipped the blankets off and looked down inbetween her legs, raising an eyebrow at the shivering white and black ferret laying there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gently she picked him up in her arms and looked into his white eyes, her own looking a bit confused and worried. She spoke softly, her voice coated with the drunken feeling of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"mmh...what? whats wrong?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A soft breeze blew by once again and she looked to the window. Whatever spooked the ferret was gone. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7359283-109012565248697086?l=brokenhikari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenhikari.blogspot.com/feeds/109012565248697086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7359283&amp;postID=109012565248697086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7359283/posts/default/109012565248697086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7359283/posts/default/109012565248697086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenhikari.blogspot.com/2004/07/late-night-visit.html' title='Late Night Visit'/><author><name>Lady Sad'e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07844667963603724828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/151/1233/640/Abbie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359283.post-108899290644922538</id><published>2004-07-04T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-04T08:18:01.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moonlight Symphony  </title><content type='html'>Tarzan and Hikari bonded in record breaking time. what started off as basics for getting to know each other turned into a intellegent conversation between politics, believes and the different ways that they live. The jungle boy spoke of the delicious fruit, danger, and his ape family while the angel spoke of her beloved demon, cell phones and a purple box known as the gamecube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But soon it was getting late and the two heard the sounds of the animal kingdom in lil tiger's temple playing loud music. the bass bumped the whole palace as the party animals lived up to their name! Hikari, not used to used to such loud and rambunctious get togethers, felt a bit uneasy and the brown haired man noticed this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hikari...are you not feeling comfortable here?" His eyes looked so concerned for her well being. He had a feeling that something was wrong, her body was trembling and her eyes  were looking around uneasily. Very gently, Tarzan grabbed Hikari's hand which made her snap out of her own trance. she shook it off, and looked up at him with an uneasy smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"n-no, im fine. I just need to go and maybe take a bath."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The young man nods and smiles softly, helping her up as he stands as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well..theres a hot spring outside in the back garden where you can bathe. Thats the only place that has hot water."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He pointed down the balcony to the hot steaming pool of water, the moon its spotlight. Tarzan grinned, china blue eyes shining a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Everyones partying so youll be fine..no peeping toms. Ill be glad to escort you there if youd like."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a blush the angel shook her head, walking into her room and slowly closing the double doors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No..no thanks. ill find my way to the hot spring. Thank you though...g'night."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He blinked then smirked, nodding to himself. He knew how girls love their privacy...especially civilized ones. He then jumped over her window and climbed up to the top of the palace, going off to get a look of the land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few moments Hikari had made her way to the hot spring. she looked around to see if no eyes were watching her and then she smiled, reassured that she was utterly alone. slowly she unwrapped her towel and slowly set her body into the steaming water, letting out a soft sigh. she closed her eyes, leaning back into the spring. She looked up at the moon, mesmorized by its size and its strange tint of blue. she enjoy not only the hot soak of the hot spring but the bathing of the moonlight with the blue hue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The light from the moon was soft and caressing, comforting not only her scarred heart and her over-worked mind. She then let out another sigh, but this one with more meaning. As she exhaled she let her sheild down and showed her true self; huge angel wings sprouted from her back, pearly white, magnifent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The light around her grew, the moon getting brighter, looking more like a new sun that wasnt so harsh. small little balls of light fell from the  sky and formed into fairies, spreading light around the whole forest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The jungle boy watched the symphony of magic and serenity and smiled, staying still as he saw a flock of fairies circled around him. He was memerized by teh beauty, his smile getting wider and he looked down to the pool. The maestro of the moonlight orchestra was looking up to her round inspiration and smiled her huge wings fluttering slightly. she looked back at her wings, stretching them out nice and slowly as if she was in a ballet; first one, then the other...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then she winced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A crack was heard and her left wing crippled up. She looked at it and whimpered softly, tears welling in her eyes. The angel was broken; things from the past that was done to her by her demon side affecting her form. A few feathers dropped from her wings and landed in the water, once pure white turning into deep ebony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hikari ran her delicate fingers through her wing and winced once again, closing her eyes tightly. Her serenity skewered by pain her once created realm of peace was shattered. The fairies turned into small explosions of light. The moon which was bright as its counterpart soon dimmed back to its normal light...even darker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hikari's wings disappeared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sat there, looking to her reflection in the water. soon drops of water from her eyes  fell into the spring and she sobbed softly, holding herself. The jungle boy watched from a distance; he wanted to help but he didnt know how. The best thing he could think of was to leave her be so she can recollect herself. Tarzan sighed and then jumped off from the top of his tower, going off into the jungle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hikari stayed into the hot spring until she had no more tears to cry. she then just watched the black feathers swimming in the water before she got up and out of the spring, wrapping her white towel around her and going back to her room to get ready for bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7359283-108899290644922538?l=brokenhikari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenhikari.blogspot.com/feeds/108899290644922538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7359283&amp;postID=108899290644922538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7359283/posts/default/108899290644922538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7359283/posts/default/108899290644922538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenhikari.blogspot.com/2004/07/moonlight-symphony.html' title='Moonlight Symphony  '/><author><name>Lady Sad'e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07844667963603724828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/151/1233/640/Abbie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359283.post-108846642517395310</id><published>2004-06-28T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-30T11:55:28.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>balcony time with the jungle boy</title><content type='html'>Nibbling on chopped peices of fruit, Hikari sat down in the balcony writing in her journal once again. she sighed softly, finding serenity in one of the many balconies that were in the gigantic temple, the one that actually gave her direct moonlight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well im here, moon journal and its absolutely breathtaking.I love the veiw from my room balcony, lil tiger said this room was mine, didnt she? well they all look the same; elegant, beautiful, magnificent. My luggage is here so i believe its mine.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're having dinner but i couldnt bear myself to have raw flesh....they say they got it from hunting and i saw it come in. my god, it was still twitching.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here i am..eating fruit and bread. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looked to her bowl and saw that she only had one peice of fruit left--a slice of banana. she took it and ate it happily then sighed, muttering to herself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i wish i had some more...im still a bit hungry." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if her prayers were answered a banana, peach, and kiwi. Hikari looked up and blinked, seeing that a young man was hanging over her upside down.He had a tall, siweny build with a long brown hair that was past his shoulders, wavy and a bit thick. He was slightly tan, probably with the sun, his whole top half bare while he wore black baggy pants with a matching belt and a silver buckle. He watched her with twin pools of blue and the angel gasped, scooting back until her spine hit the window, eyes wide. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He jumped down and landed gently on his haunches, grabbing the bowl and going over to her. He didnt move like a human but much more animalistic, leaning his weight on his knuckles like an ape. she whimpered, still a bit startled but he held the bowl out to her like how a person would do to a timid rabbit, china blue eyes showing all the compassion and caring in the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Please...eat." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hikari looked to the bowl then to him, not certain if he truly mean it. but she looked to his eyes and read them, peering into his soul. she smiled and then took a peach, feeling the soft fuzzy skin before taking a bite. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you" she said between chews, continuing to smile. The young man gave a smile of his own and then sat down next to her, resting his back agaisnt the balcony doors. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"my pleasure. Im sorry to have scared you, I noticed you when you first got here and i was really interested in meeting you." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"thats quite alright", Hikari replied, continuing to eat. "im glad you did. I thought that i would only have Lil tiger as a friend here and i didnt want to be a burden to her. By the way..." she extended her hand out for a friendly handshake. "Im Hikari."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked at her hand, not knowing what to do, but then he slowly but surely put his hand against hers, palm to palm. The lil dark haired oneblushed, eyes softening; although his hand was extremely filthy they were extremely warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm Tarzan." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7359283-108846642517395310?l=brokenhikari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenhikari.blogspot.com/feeds/108846642517395310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7359283&amp;postID=108846642517395310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7359283/posts/default/108846642517395310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7359283/posts/default/108846642517395310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenhikari.blogspot.com/2004/06/balcony-time-with-jungle-boy.html' title='balcony time with the jungle boy'/><author><name>Lady Sad'e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07844667963603724828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/151/1233/640/Abbie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359283.post-108829065822805908</id><published>2004-06-26T15:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-04T08:19:53.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner at the temple</title><content type='html'>The sun has finally set in India and the servants of the temple were in a flurry to help put dinner on the table. Hikari and Lil' tiger were already sitting at the table; the angel wanted to help but the leader warned her not to, it wasnt her job. Hikari did nothing but whimper and watched, taking everything in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the servants were anthros, or animals who had human traits as well. They came in all species, colors and sizes, each of them playing a part. The angel was quite impressed and pleased that they had set aside differences to help with food. It made her heart sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was soon ready in a matter of minutes; it was truly beautiful. Plates, bowls and glasses were all along the table that stretched from one side of teh room to the other, enough room for both lil tiger, hikari and all of the servants. Salad, dinner rolls, cranberry sauce and other side dishes were along the table, all setting in beautiful dishes that were decorated with gold leaves and stripes. "This..this is wonderful" Hikari whispered and the striped woman did nothing but chuckled, grabbing her glass and took a gulp of wine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A small roar of commotion and the angel just sat there. thinking that it was alright, Hikari loaded her plate with a bit of loaves and chopped fruit, smiling softly. She looked around the rest of the table and saw that there was no real entr'e. she leaned into lil' tiger and asked her about it and she laughed once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"well the hunters shouldve been back by now. They promised us Wilderbeast, ya know.. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"w-wilderbeast?!" Hikari looked a bit queezy from hearing this. she swallowed audibly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"of course! what did you think we were having!? oh, i hope you like your meat super bloody and raw...we dont have it any other way."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lil tiger looked to Hikari and saw that she had disappeared, her glass and plate gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7359283-108829065822805908?l=brokenhikari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenhikari.blogspot.com/feeds/108829065822805908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7359283&amp;postID=108829065822805908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7359283/posts/default/108829065822805908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7359283/posts/default/108829065822805908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenhikari.blogspot.com/2004/06/dinner-at-temple.html' title='Dinner at the temple'/><author><name>Lady Sad'e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07844667963603724828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/151/1233/640/Abbie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359283.post-108802834281189351</id><published>2004-06-23T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-26T15:50:00.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>temple, sweet temple.. </title><content type='html'>After a tedious plane trip and about 3 hours of traveling by elephant Hikari and Lil Tiger made to their destination. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ahh...home sweet home" the tigress said between a yawn, ears flattened back. Hikari looked over to forward and her eyes widened with shock. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lil tiger's home was actually a gigantic temple, the top of it actually seen through the sea of treetops. It looked like it was painted with gold and silver marble swirls, the temple itself stacked up like the ones in a mayan ruins. The corners had statures of tigers on it , many windows and balconies seen to show how many rooms and how many people actually live there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hikari was breathless the rest of the way in... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7359283-108802834281189351?l=brokenhikari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenhikari.blogspot.com/feeds/108802834281189351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7359283&amp;postID=108802834281189351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7359283/posts/default/108802834281189351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7359283/posts/default/108802834281189351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenhikari.blogspot.com/2004/06/temple-sweet-temple.html' title='temple, sweet temple.. '/><author><name>Lady Sad'e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07844667963603724828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/151/1233/640/Abbie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359283.post-108795910151434464</id><published>2004-06-22T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-22T19:51:41.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>getting there is half the fun.. </title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Well after a big breakfast made by the demon and the discussion we made were finally off. lil tiger and I are sitting in the plane as we speak, heading off for India.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone seems to enjoy the ride. One person got a bit air sick though. But hes okay...i think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yin-Chin and I are just laying back relaxing..waiting to see land. I heard its gonna be 14 hours to get to India but I think ill be fine. Just as long as i do something to keep me occupied... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im in nothing but an endless feild blue it seems...its actually quite soothing. When i see this blue i think of the night sky and the moon. my , how i miss the night right now. hmm..even reminds me of the times where Yami and I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO! i mustnt think of her...i cant. If i do i might get depressed and worried. I must try my best to not speak of Yami... sorry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might just want to stop writing altogether. That way i can get my mind straight. maybe me and Yin-Chin can strike up a squeek and coo conversation. so ill see you later my sweet moon journal. Ill write soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever yours, &lt;br /&gt;Hikari&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7359283-108795910151434464?l=brokenhikari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenhikari.blogspot.com/feeds/108795910151434464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7359283&amp;postID=108795910151434464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7359283/posts/default/108795910151434464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7359283/posts/default/108795910151434464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenhikari.blogspot.com/2004/06/getting-there-is-half-fun.html' title='getting there is half the fun.. '/><author><name>Lady Sad'e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07844667963603724828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/151/1233/640/Abbie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359283.post-108795682060817162</id><published>2004-06-22T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-04T08:25:18.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The letter left on the door ... </title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;To whom it may concern:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sorry but im not here..im not going to be here for a while. I dont know how long it will be before i return. You see..im going on a trip, i need to get out of this home full of memories everywhere i go. I miss my love so much that i had to be driven out of this house for a whlie to forget. ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not fear..i shall return. i am currently with my dear friend Tigeress for India. Hopefully i will be able to return soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Im gone my friends Kokitsu and Midnight will be here to tend to the house. if there are any packages for me just let them sign it off please...im trust them fully with anything of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So until then you can leave letters or notes of your prescence and i promise ill reply as soon as i can. Maybe ill call the house to see who did try to contact me so i can take of it while im gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to Yami..im sorry im not here. I couldnt wait for you any longer. I had to leave...please forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Hikari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7359283-108795682060817162?l=brokenhikari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenhikari.blogspot.com/feeds/108795682060817162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7359283&amp;postID=108795682060817162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7359283/posts/default/108795682060817162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7359283/posts/default/108795682060817162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenhikari.blogspot.com/2004/06/letter-left-on-door.html' title='The letter left on the door ... '/><author><name>Lady Sad'e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07844667963603724828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/151/1233/640/Abbie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359283.post-108795358285402647</id><published>2004-06-22T16:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-04T08:24:41.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yin Chin</title><content type='html'>Hikari was writing in her journal about her day. She also spoke of her decision and trip. her hands were a bit shaky not from nervousness but with excitment, happy faces of the moon doodled in the corners:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well my little moon journal: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its time for me to leave this nest. It needs to air out form its constant cleaning and the molten feathers that have been lying around. Im actually excited to go to India; usually im not so hyped up on going to trips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone that was at the picnic decided to come to my house and spend the night to see me leave tommorow. Midnight and Nikuu both agreed to keep watch of the house while im gone. Even though they can both be spazzes and act a bit childish, i trust them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although im really excited, im also a bit nervous. Will i miss anything while im gone? Will Yami come to visit then get all flustered that im not there? What will happen then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The others say that this trip is good for me..and for Yami. It said that it would teach her a lesson that im not always gonna be there for her...that it would be giving her a taste of her own medicine. This might be true in a way..but if it seems like that i dont think its right. I feel that Yami can be good...if she knows to love someone then she must have good intentions on some things somewhere in her heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sensing someone coming up... its either Midnight or Nikuu.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She stopped writing and stuffed her moon journal under the pillow, at that same instant Midnight came busting into the room with a white basket in her hand. She sat it down and grinned, saying one word and one word only...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"open."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What is it?" the angel questioned as she picked up the basket, examining it. Something stirred inside for a moment then nothing more. Midnight smirked .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Open" she repeated, pointing to the basket. Getting a bit nervous the angel opened the box with shaky hands, peeking inside. Her eyes lit up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside was a small ferret, its sleek body curled up in the basket. It had beautiful cream colored fur with ebony paws, ears, tail and a long streak down its back. Its mask that covered its face like a raccoon was a bit of a smoky color, milky white eyes looking up at her. It squeeked and Hikari cooed, picking it up and cuddling it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hikari, Yin-Chin. Yin-Chin, Hikari. We heard Male ferrets are a good pet for lonely girls and they can be very protective." Midnight reached up and petted Yin-Chin on his head with a grin. "Shaman put a protection chant on him so hes a bit more...enhanced than your average ferret."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Midnight grinned as she saw Yin-Chin instantly become used to the young light, its long sleek body resting around her neck like a scarf. The angel petted him gently then hugged the werewolf with a happy sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"thank you so much , midnight!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Midnight got up after the hug and left the room without a word, deciding to leave the angel be with her new friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as the door closed, Hikari reached for her journal and pen. she laid down on her stomach and then continued her task, her ferret friend moving to lay on rest on her back. it yawned softly then curled up, snuggling into the curve of her back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It seems that I've made a new friend. Yin-Chin. He's very cute...i love his color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hes a ferret...and it seems that he has something special about him. I cant tell exactly what it is, but i can sense it-- his energy is so strong...stronger than Yakki even!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I plan to take him with me on my trips. That way i will never be alone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7359283-108795358285402647?l=brokenhikari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenhikari.blogspot.com/feeds/108795358285402647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7359283&amp;postID=108795358285402647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7359283/posts/default/108795358285402647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7359283/posts/default/108795358285402647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenhikari.blogspot.com/2004/06/yin-chin.html' title='Yin Chin'/><author><name>Lady Sad'e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07844667963603724828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/151/1233/640/Abbie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359283.post-108778946286603846</id><published>2004-06-20T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-04T08:22:17.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the idea of the trip</title><content type='html'>"Im leaving." Hikari repeated, just staring up at the sky...eyes empty. Nikuu, who was the queen of spazziness in the personas jumped up and looked down at her, yelling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You cant go! You cant just leave, where will you go anyway?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The young angel stayed  calm and simply looked to her, a mixture of blueish brown eyes meeting twin pools of gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Im not leaving forever, Nikuu..its just a vacation. I dont know where, but just somewhere. away."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was silent, the fox demon calming down and looking away. Silence was shared amongst them once again, then Hikari spoke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I need to leave the home, you guys. I know this decision is rather...fast, but you see...i cant stay. Theres too many memories..of Yami and I. I need to see something different, I need to get my mind straight."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Might i say something, Hikari?" Priestess looked dead serious and yet wise at the same time. She wasnt going to change the angel's mind--she knew better. Thats another thing that Nique's personas share..they can be very stubborn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you wanna leave and go on this trip , maybe you should go somewhere that far away from home and yet...close to someone you know. Why dont you go and stay with a persona? That way you get what you want in staying away and we get what we want in knowing your safe."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tigeress jumped up and nodded. "I couldnt agree more! stay with me!India is pretty far from home you know.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The light looked over to her and smiled, nodding. "Sounds pretty good", she said in her sweet, soft voice, "Sounds very exotic."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Midnight nodded and grinned, jumping up. If she was in her wolf form, she was sure her tail would be wagging at the speed of sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Then its settled" She said in a growly voice, "Your gonna go with Lil' tiger!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hikari grined and looked up at the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No more waitng for Yami... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7359283-108778946286603846?l=brokenhikari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenhikari.blogspot.com/feeds/108778946286603846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7359283&amp;postID=108778946286603846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7359283/posts/default/108778946286603846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7359283/posts/default/108778946286603846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenhikari.blogspot.com/2004/06/idea-of-trip.html' title='the idea of the trip'/><author><name>Lady Sad'e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07844667963603724828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/151/1233/640/Abbie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359283.post-108776461894405569</id><published>2004-06-20T12:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-20T13:50:18.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>one picnic...one discion</title><content type='html'>"Better late than never, hikari" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the demon spoke between bites of her potato salad sandwich. She scarfed that thing down as if she hadnt eaten a decent meal in months, yellow smears of mustard and mushed potato staining her cheecks. The little light fixed her long shirt so it would fall neatly under her when she sat down amongst her friends lil tiger, priestess, Midnight and the demon herself. She reached for a sandwich and looked at Nikuu, who was grabbing another small bag of chips. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I dont understand, Nikuu, I got here 5 minutes early." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Even so, you know how we are! when we see food we like to eat it and eat it now!" Nikuu chuckled as he finished one sandwich and getting another.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picnic was beautifully made, each one who was there had pitched in to making it. Midnight brought the sandwiches, Lil tiger brought the drinks and fruit, Nikuu brought the chips while Priestess brought the giant and comfortable blanket for them to sit on. Hikari was going to bring something, she had a beautiful cake made but the other girls wouldnt allow it. This picnic was for her and they didnt want her to move a finger. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the great lunch the five just laid back,looking up at the sky. they looked so different and they were, all of them from different countries, times even dimensions all together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Midnight, for example, is not fully human but a werewolf. she lives with 3 others in a humble apartment somewhere in a city. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Priestess is from the ancient China era. She lives in the western realm and is known as the mediator of Byakko. Byakko is the tiger god of the west, the controller of the winds and known as the courage of the celestial realm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lil tiger was nothign more than a mere anthro tigeress. She was an adventuress extrodinare as well, doing anyhign and everything thats far from ordinary.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nikuu, however, topped them all . She was a demon, and not a very good one. well..not the sterotypical demons people usually think of. She was cute, cuddly, had a great sense of humor, and would rather eat ice cream with children than to cause a muck. Believe it or not, she was the gaurdian of the spire of hell...that was until everything kinda went bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Hikari...hikari was nothing more than an angel in disquise. she humbly live a normal life in a cozy home in Sacramento. She want nothing more than peace and tranquility for all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, they were all very differnet indeed. However, they all had one thing and one thing only in common that kept them together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dominique. They were all a part of her personality sense. They all took a specific trait from this hybrid of a child. It was concentrated in their sense and although it was totally different,where it would drive each other crazy, they actually were in perfect balance and content to be in each others company. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they laid there, speaking of their lives and how it was alright. Some were good, while others were having conflicts but it seemed that they were getitng resolved. When it came to Hikaris turn she lied. She told them that everythign was wonderful; that the house was still beautiful, Yami hung out more often and everythign was in perfect harmony. Everyone knew it was a lie but they said nothing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silence was golden between them and they just laid there, enjoying each others company. Then someone spoke up, soft and gentle but serious in everyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Im leaving." Hikari said in a monotone voice, hands resting behind her head. The other 4 eyes widened and looked to the angel,full of shock. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"W-what did you say?!" lil tiger said after gaining the courage and composure to reply. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7359283-108776461894405569?l=brokenhikari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenhikari.blogspot.com/feeds/108776461894405569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7359283&amp;postID=108776461894405569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7359283/posts/default/108776461894405569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7359283/posts/default/108776461894405569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenhikari.blogspot.com/2004/06/one-picnicone-discion.html' title='one picnic...one discion'/><author><name>Lady Sad'e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07844667963603724828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/151/1233/640/Abbie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7359283.post-108760783912896729</id><published>2004-06-18T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-04T08:23:31.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thoughts of the true light.. </title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Its been three weeks...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hikari was laying down on the bed, writing down in a beautiful dark blue journal with pictures of the moon collaged on it. Her words seemed to have a mind of their own, curvy letters looking like curling vines that held decorated the page along with white and black feather doodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yami hasnt been here in exactly three weeks statring today. Its also been 5 weeks since we've let alone had a decent conversation, 8 weeks since she's kissed me and 10 weeks since we...you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This doesnt anger me but hurts me. I love Yami...my little dark angel, the one that protects me when im endangered or comforts me when i need it. Im also there for her too...calming her down when she goes crazy with anger and giving her a bit of advice when she tries to do something in a way that is...&lt;/em&gt; she bit her bottom lip as she tried to think of the word. &lt;em&gt;Harsh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now she hasnt been around. I feel a bit...unbalanced, broken without her. We are truly one...the sign of blance, Yin-Yang as people call it now a days. Without her, Im nothing really and vice versa. Although she doesnt show it, i know. Shes been gone for so long that sometimes i just forget who i am...am i lost light? unwanted? not needed? Should i just...disappear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...is that what Yami wants?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats what happens when im left alone...the lil darkness in my heart starts to sprout out. I wonder if the same goes for Yami? I know that she has a small seed of good...as do i have one of darkness. Does it..sprout and grow sometimes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not think of it, I cant be negative and sad today. Im planning to go to a picnic with a few of the other personas...they say it was just to hang out. They also say that they have a present for me. Im very interested to see what it is. So until then my little moon journal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;-Hikari&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She then closed her book and put it between the matress of the bed, her special spot. She grabbed her wallet, took one last glance of the mirror and then walked out the house. &lt;em&gt;No more crying, Hikari...this is going to be a good day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7359283-108760783912896729?l=brokenhikari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brokenhikari.blogspot.com/feeds/108760783912896729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7359283&amp;postID=108760783912896729' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7359283/posts/default/108760783912896729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7359283/posts/default/108760783912896729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brokenhikari.blogspot.com/2004/06/thoughts-of-true-light.html' title='thoughts of the true light.. 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