Quiet like the snow...

What would it take?
For things to be quiet, quiet like the snow.

I know this isn't much, but I know, I could, I could be better.

I dont think I deserve it, selflessness.
Find your way into my heart.

All stars could be brighter,
all hearts could be warmer.

What would it take for things to be quiet?
Quiet like the snow.

Are we meant to be empty handed?
I know I could, I could be better.

I dont think I deserve it, selflessness.
Find your way into my heart.

All stars could be brighter,
all hearts could be warmer.

What would it take for things to be quiet?

(...)

What would it take?
For things to be quiet, quiet like the snow.

Change?

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He looked at her, leaning forward and with his arms behind his neck.

- You think too damn much - he reproached her.

She shrugged.

- Maybe.

He rested the chin on his knees.

- Buuuut sometimes - he chirped, - you're too impulsive - he continued.

She snorted.

- I know that too - she said.

The other didn't give up.

- And then you can't stop thinking about those actions you have taken so impulsively - he continued. - Like you're doing right now.

She growled.

- It will grow - she answered a bit rude. - It's not a big deal anyway.

He shook his head.

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- I'm not only talking about that.

She chuckled.

- I thought so.

They remained in silent for a few seconds.

- So... - he started. - Going to change something?

- Can I? - she asked.

The other bit his lip.

- What would you change?

She closed the book with a "plop".

- I don't know - she answered sincerely. - I guess... Only what can be changed.

The other tilted his head.

- And if you can't change anything? - he asked.

She didn't think twice before answering with a slight smile.

- Then, It's fine with me.

The other moaned.

- I don't get you.

She raised an eyebrow.

- That's fine with me too - she smiled. - Neither do I - she laughed. - Not at all.

He made a pout.

- It's becoming harder to know what you feel - he whispered. - To know if is real.

She shrugged unconcerned.

- I'll let you choose, what about that? - she said suddenly. - Heads; it's real. Tails; it's not.

The guy frowned.

- That's pretty childish - he said, but still he thought about it. - Tails.

She grinned.

- Betting hard, huh? - she joked.

She flipped the coin.

Both stared at each other impatient, and when Lady Luck made his move, he didn't say a word.

But his damn silent spoke louder than any word.

Not today. Not tomorrow.
Perhaps with the change of season.
(...)
Or maybe never.

Playing with colors

 - I'm sooo bored... - he whines for the third time, looking at me.

- Yeah... - I murmur, not paying too much attention to him.

- I can't get to sleep - he talks again.

- Aham... - I say, without looking away from the book.

He frowns and mutters a not so pretty word against me. I roll my eyes and ignore him.

After a few seconds, he interrumpts me again.

- Hey! - he exclaims suddenly, jumping in the bed excited. - Let's play a game!

I groan. I know he won't leave me in peace until I say yes.

- Shoot - I whisper, turning back to him.

He scratches his cheek.

- Well, I choose a color right? And then you have to say the first thing that comes to your mind - he explains, moving his hands up and down. - It's easy, isn't it?

He can't be serious. Or so I though.  I look at his eyes. Oh damn, he is.

- Do what you want, Matt - I snort in response. He's going to do it anyway.

He give me a huge smile.

- Red! - he shouts.

Woh. That was fast.

- Blood - I answer automatically.

He blinks. I blink. He blinks again.

- I'm not sure of playing this game anymore... - he pouts, curling up over himself.

I can't avoid laughing, asking forgiveness with my eyes.

- Wah, he's so cute - I think, biting my lips. - Sorry, Matt. Go ahead - I tell him.

He starts again.

- Orange.

- This room.

He nods.

- Uhm... Brown.

- Poop.

He tilts his head to one side.

- Feel like a five years old? - he asks me, smirking.

I frown.

- Shut up. You said anything would be fine - I defending myself.

He sticks out his tongue

- ¿Blue?

I wait for a few seconds before answering him.

- Freedom.

He look at me in a sweet way. Probably, he knew that I would say that.

- Grey.

- What the...? - I complain. - Don't you have a better colour?

- Just answer, whiner.

I look at him pissed off, but immediately I think about my answer.

- I gues... ¿Gray? - I say, doubtful.

- That was a bad pun - he says, and I shrug. It's not like I care about it anyway.

- What about green?

- I don't know, I guess nature or something like that - I say, and then I make a funny face. - Or maybe Piccolo. He was one of the best characters from Dragon Ball!

He throws me a stuffed animal.

- Be serious! - he says, falsely annoyed. I smile. - Uhm... And purple?

- My new trousers - I reply.

- Bleh, that's boooooring - he grins.

- Shut up! - I said laughing. - I couldn't think about any other thing!

- Yeah, I got it, I got it. Don't bite me puppy - he joks. - So, now... Black.

- Darkness... - I say, not sure about it.  - But in a good way, I think.

He nods.

- And finally.... White!

- Sex - that's the first word that come to my mind.

He raises an eyebrow.

- Seriously? - he asks me surprised. - You know, it's supossed to mean something like "pure" or "virginity" and those cute things...

I smirk and look at him.

- And also is the color of the white stuff that flows out when you guys...

He raises his arms and shakes his head, interrupting me.

- Wait there, honey. I don't want to hear something like that from your mouth - he says serious, but even so he is smiling. - At least not if we aren't in a bed and you don't wear less clothes.

I shrug, trying not to laugh out loud.

- You asked for that, weirdo.

He doesn't say anything for a minute, and that disappoints me a little.

- So? That's all? - I ask, raising an eyebrow. - I don't win a prize or something? - he shakes his head and I let out a sigh. - Boredom is not made for you, Matt.

He smiles, but still doesn't say a word.

- And what about you? - I ask, trying to distract me. - I don't know... Green, for example.

He shrugs.

- I don't mind.

I groan. That's so like him.

- It's not fair. I had to respond to everything - I pout. -  You're not funny at all.

He laughs.

- That's not what I meant - he says.

I blink confused, silently telling him to go on.

- Every color reminds me about you - he says simply. - So it doesn't matter which color will you choose. The asnwer will be the same every time. Just you - he smirks. - Always you.

I open my mouth, but the words don't come out. I feel my cheeks burn.

- You're blushing - he says amused.

I get up quickly and covered his face with the pillow.

- I'm not blushing! Shut up! - I shout at him. He smiles under the pillow.

Neither of us move for a few seconds.

- You're everything - he finally whispers.

I blush even harder.

- Shut up - I murmur, falling into his lap. I bit my lip, trying no to smile. - Just... agh, shut up.

'Cause the world it's not just black and white.

Until the end

"Make it hurt. Crave the pain of my life into my soul."

If it's your wish...

I will follow you everywhere.

Even if your throne crumbles and your shiny crown turns to rust. Even if the empty shells of pawns pile up endlessly and we rest upon their decaying bodies... Beside you as you lie softly down... I will be.

Until I hear the words...

"Check mate."

You call my name.
I come to you in pieces.
So you can make me whole.

(...)

What about being a...?

Bla, bla, world, bla, bla, exciting, bla, bla, Matt, bla, Matt, bla, bla...

- Matt! - I yelled for the third time. He jumped in the chair and looked at me, blinking confused. He gave me that "wah, you scared me princess" look. - Are you listening to me?

He scratched his cheek like a child.

- Errr... Yeah? - he said doubtfully.

Liar. I raised an eyebrow. You're a bad liar.

- Ok, then. What do you think about it? - I asked, stopping playing with the ball.

He waited three seconds before found an answer.

- I think that I'm... Hungry? - he said, with a small grin in his face.

- Ha, ha, so funny - I said sarcastically. - Can you remind me why I haven't killed you yet?

- 'Cause I'm adorable and you love me? - he asked hopefully.

- Yeah, so adorable that I want to punch you right now - I answered laughing, and then I threw the ball to him. He caught it without problems.

- I'm sorry, I'm sooorry ~ - he sang and turned off the screen of the computer. - Well? I'm all ears. - He drew up his legs and put his chin on his knees, staring at me. - Tell me what's on your mind troublesome girl.

I sighed, looking at the white roof.

- I was saying that it would be great being another person and live in other world - I muttered after a few seconds. He stared at my eyes, silently telling me to go on. - I mean, I know it's stupid and impossible but think about it for just a second. Wouldn't you like being a ninja, for example? - I asked excited, rolling in the bed. - You could do a lot of things! You would be really strong and fast and--and you could do jutsus with the chakra! - I almost shouted.

- Don't forget that you could have a ninja-dog - he said smirking.

I started laughing, closing my eyes.

- Yeah, of course - I nodded. - I would really like to have one.

We stayed in silent for almost a minute, lost in our own thoughts.

- What about being a mage? - he asked suddenly.

Oh, yeah, a mage would be... Wait, what? I looked at him surprised. He was listening to me seriously and without laughing at my feelings-thing. I couldn't help giving him a sweet smile.

- I would like to be a fire mage - I answered, still smiling. - It would be great to use fire and that type of techniques, or being that strong and hot and living with a Dragon and-- wait. - I touched my lips with a finger, thinking for a moment. - I wouldn't mind being an ice mage, though. It's kinda cool too.

Both of us started laughing at my bad play on words.

- You know that if you are a girl there, you are going to have ehem, you know, a two good reasons for being a good mage - he said, blushing a little.

I winced.

- Yeah, I guess that I would be a mage with the whole boobs-pack - I said trying no to laughed out loud.

He got up and walked towards the bed, smiling. I looked at him curiously.

- And a pirate? Tell me - he lay on the bed next to me, with his arms behind his neck. - Would you like being one?

- That's a good question - I replied. - Would you like that?

- Me being a pirate, or you being a pirate? - he asked, and then he turned his head towards me. - Oh, shit. I'm not sure what I just said - he moaned.

I closed my eyes and laughed softly. He slowly rested his forehead against mine.

- That's so like you, Matt - I whispered, smiling.

He smiled back.

- Yeah, that's so like me - he repeated, nodding pleased. He waited a few seconds. - So? Tell me.

His breath hit my face. Hot. Sweet.

- It would be just... Amazing - I said, half nervous and half eager without knowing why. - The wind in your face, the smell of the ocean, the sound of the waves... - I recited, counting on fingers. - I really loved the sea when I was a child, you know? Maybe I still do - I smiled. - It's more that big, and so blue and deeper... And it's full of things and creatures that you can't imagine - my voice was full of excitement. - Pirate ships are cool, and I could travel around the world with my nakamas and be part of epic battles. I could be reaaally strong and have a lot of fun and live incredibles adventures - I bit my lip. - I could get the greatest freedom in the world and fight for my nakamas and for my dream and...

- ... And you could be with Luffy for ever and make naughty things with him - he said falsely annoyed.

- Yeah, that's right, make naughty things with... Hey! - I said when I realized what he had just said. - You're jealous or what? - I purr, giving him an innocent look.

- Don't tempt me, miss - he grinned, shaking his head. - But hey, you know what?

I didn't reply but instead I growled softly, saying that I was listening to him.

- I wouldn't mind being a pirate if I could be able to see that gleam in your eyes every day - he whisper really sweet into my hair, and then kissed me there. I blushed. - Buuuuut forget it - he said suddenly, - you get sick in any transport, you weak.

I frowned and I punched him softly in the shoulder.

- You really know how to ruin a nice moment, baaaaka - I pouted.

He smirked. We remained in silent for minutes, just listening to each other breathe. I felt a little sleepy.

- Nee, Matt... - I muttered with my eyes closed. I felt his arms around me. - What about being a...?

(...)

What about being a different person, in a different place, in a different time...?

Stuck in your Wonderland

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One Reason - Fade ft DWB





Slit the throat of reason and reality
Cut myself and scream for their insanity
Wake up to this nightmare that will never end
The main attraction of this twisted master plan

Trust nothing but pain to get me through the daze
Sleep with one eye open not to be their prey
Fist against my face they bring me to my knees
The pressure's crushing down so hard
I can't break free

When I can feel my skin crawl
When I'm about to crack
The hunger for revenge
gives me strength to stand

I will be your deadman
With nothing but this blood on my hands
Stuck in your "wonderland"
I just want to make you bleed like me

Everyday goes by without a second thought
Living in a perfect and controlled project
A puppet of their sick perversion's appetite
Will I be trapped inside this hell until I die?

So what if no one cares
Enough to make a change
I give my bleeding heart out for one reason

I will be your deadman
With nothing but this blood on my hands
Stuck in your "wonderland"
I want to make you bleed just like me

So make me your deadman
With only poison in my veins
Stuck in your "wonderland"
Stagnated by the passivity
I'm gonna make you bleed like me!
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Ninja Stones

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I look at the person in front of me, without hiding my surprise. He's all wet because of the rain. I stared at him. His hair, his face, his deep eyes, his smile, his voice... How can I forget something like that?

- You've cut it - he says as greeting.

I been caught out of guard.

- Errr, yeah... What? - I blink, not sure what he means.

- Your hair. You've cut it. It surprises me a little - he says again. - It really suits you, though.

- I didn't see you for more than one year and that's all what you have to say? - he shrugs, and I can't do nothing but start laughing out loud. - Matt, that's so like you - I sigh. - C'mon. I'll give you a cookie.

He enters the room and walks through it to get to my bed. He flung himself down without say a damn word, just staring at me. Oh, no. I know what he wants just by looking at his eyes. I don't want to talk about anything like that, not now.

- Hey, Matt, maybe it's not the best time right now, 'kay?- I start, doubting a little. Can you stop looking at me like that, please? Yeah, thanks. - I'm really happy to see you, really, but...

- So, you're afraid after all - he interrupts me. I frown. Why is he smiling? - You look like a scared kitty, honey.

Yeah, whatever you say. I don’t care.

- Get out of my bed, dude.

He smirks.

- That wasn't what you said the last night we spent toge...

- Matt! - I yell at him.

- Just joking, just joking! - He pats the bed, still smiling. - C'mon, tell daddy what's wrong.

- That's incest, you pervert - I say while I sit next to him. - And you already know what's on my mind, don't you? Don't ask the evident.

- Soooorry - he rolls his eyes. - Well, If I have to say something about it... I understand you. I understand what are you thinking, I understand what you want to do, and I understand why are you scared... - I give him a warning glance. He coughs. - Don't look at me like that, you're scared, don't deny it - I growl at him. - So, I understand you, yeah - he repeats. - It's a stupid thing, though.

- I already know that, genius - I answer a bit rude, but still letting him hug me. He rests the chin on my head, closing his eyes.

- So? - he asks. - What're you going to do?

- I'm going there, of course - I whisper.

- You sounds really excited about it - he says sarcastically.

- Shut up - I punch his arm and he laughs.

- I really missed this - he says, holding my hand. - I mean it.

I look at him, in silence. I want to say how much I missed him but the words just don't come out right. He hugs me tighter. He smiles at me so damn sweet that I'm about to cry.

- Stop thinking so damn much - he says, playing with my hand. - Just do the things little by little, don't force yourself. Follow your own way, 'kay?

He kiss my neck, sweet but tempting. It tickles.

- My path is full of stones, you know? - I say, making a pout.

He starts playing with my hair, slowly, while letting another kiss on my shoulder. He seems like he's thinking about something.

- Ninja stones? - he finally ask.

I bite my lip with all my strenght, but I can't avoid to start laughing. In some ways, this guy is really awesome.

- Yeah, ninja stones. These timely friends - I said with a sigh. I close my eyes, smiling. A fake smile that I know it's going to hurt him. - Those are the worse, huh?

He kiss my head softly, but saying anything.

And for a moment, my fears are gone... But just for a moment.

Think about those stupid things makes you a stupid girl. Ya know?

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