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Hello All! I'm back from the black hole of writer's block. dun dun dunnn I must warn you this is uuber fluffy and i came
pretty close to writing a lemon, even though i completely altered it after reading my so called "lemon". Besides, cute is better
I think. Another warning, grave is OOC sometimes and if that annoys you then don't read it. But if you haven't noticed, grave
says a total of three words like, every episode. So he might be alittle more talkative. This story is plotless so far. YAY!
btw, I do not own Gungrave, even though it would be pretty neato. Please Read and Review and ENJOY! one more thing,
FLAMERS GO TO HELL. biggrin ok please enjoy.
Target Practice
Mika was ready for the day the moment she woke up.
Ever since Grave returned, her life seemed to have regained meaning. Yours would too, if you had a loved one return.Her silvery, gradient-shaded hair was now to her shoulders, she hadn't bothered cutting it because she knew howshe would look even more like her mother. After brushing her hair and putting on a pair of pajama bottoms, (so she slept in a big t-shirt,who cares?), she walked out of her bedroom to go wake up her lazy Grave.
The great thing about waking up first was that you got to wake up whoever wasn't awake, and in anyway you liked.
This brought a wicked grin to her still-young looking features. She very quietly opened his door, and very quietly walked up to his bed.
Of course his bed was huge, because he was huge. This meant it was just a tiny bit harder for Mika to climb up onto. But once again,
that wicked grin appeared, And Mika found herself backing up to the other side of the room. Once she had a good run going, she took a
flying leap ontop of the bed, and ontop of the snoozing Grave.
She heard him grunt and then saw him pop open one of his lovely amber eyes. After he had opened it, he instantly regretted it,
because he knew there was no backing out now.
"Grave! Grave! Time to wake up sleepy-head! God, you went to bed at eight o' clock last night, you old man!"
He opened both eyes at her last comment and laughed. Old? He wasn't that old anymore, come on, he was aging
backwards now.Infact he was already looking younger. When he first told Mika the news, they had both calculated that
on Mika's 20th birthday, He'd also be 20.Thats when they would inject him with the next shot, the shot that would normalize
his aging process and he would grow old with Mika.
"Grave? Are you listening? You promised that today we'd get them!" She gave him a stony expression, that instantly failed after taking a look at his
messy hair.
She began to giggle but was caught off guard when Grave gave her a gentle wack over the head with his other pillow. Mika uttered a battle cry
and pounced on him once again, this time laying him back down on the bed. She pinned him down and looked him straight in the eyes. After studying his
face for a while, she lightly traced with her fingertips what was left of the scar on his eye. It was practically gone, and both eyes functioned like those of a 23-year-old.
Grave stared back, reaching his hand up to her hair and relishing the feel of it.
"Your hair's getting long." he said with a smile.
She returned the smile, that turned into a frown.
"You know Grave, You shouldn't change the subject, you know how excited I am." She said in a scolding tone.
He just continued smiling and got up, carrying her over his shoulder.
"Hey! Do I look like a man-purse to you! What are you, a caveman carrying a cavegirl off, after clubbing her to death with your 'Pillow-of-Doom'?"
At this he simply pulled her back into his arms and quitely whispered in her ear, "Maybe."
Oh how she hated and loved those moments at the same time.
She always felt helpless when he did that, and she couldn't help but give a sad sigh when he set her back down.
Once the two were dressed and awake, they hopped into Grave's big black pickup and headed towards town. They pulled up to a gloomy-colored building,
with the address numbers being it's only significance. Grave pulled Mika a little closer before entering the building.
sorry this chappie was so short. I like cliffhangers. But anyway, More to come soon!
 one hundred nights · Mon Aug 18, 2008 @ 01:41pm · 0 Comments |
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