Chuckie
07-03-2008, 12:38 AM
Here are some preveiws to my Quizilla stories, I hope you like 'em.
Preveiw Numbers
#1 Keep Your Poker Face On [Sasori] [Deidara]
#2 Malted *Chocolate* Milk [Mello]
# 1
Kita's POV :: Before Time Skip (First Person)
"Sharper, Kita." Itachi Sensei said. "Yes, Sensei." I delivered another quick swipe to the training dummy. Itachi had me practice on the training feild every day. The feilds were in the back of the Akatsuki Base, wich was many, many feet underground in the middle of the Leaf Forest. So very far from my home, the Village Hidden in the Sound, but a very comfortable location. "Don't work her to death, un." A voice said, from behind Itachi. I turned in the direction of the voice and cocked my head to the side. "What do you want, Deidara-san?" Deidara gave me a smirk, as I could feel in the ground vibrations. "Simply watching Itachi watch you train, Kita-kun, yeah." I felt my face get hot. "P-please don't call me Kita-kun, Deidara-san." He faked a frown, acting hurt. "Why, Kita-kun? I'm not like Zetsu or anything, yeah. I'm not going to hurt you or anything, un." "Just go back to the base, Deidara." Itachi growled.
I sat outside the door of the meeting room, as Itachi had ordered. There was a very important meeting going on inside, and I was not to interupt. I yelped when the door hit me in the back of the head and bent over, clutching my head. "Oh, ****!" Deidara said kneeling down. "Sorry, un." He said, chuckling, obviously embarrassed."Watch where you're swinging that door, brat." another voice said roughly. Sasori was the one who provided the medical care for the Akatsuki, 28 years old, and a master of Puppetry. That was all I knew. He grabbed me by the wrist and led me into the Medicine Room. "Sit." he ordered. I climbed up onto the elevated chair, holding onto my head. Sasori moved my hands and examined it. "Hmm..." he muttered, rummaging through several cabinets and pulling out a wrap bandage. He wrapped my head and placed an ice pack on it. "Go." he ordered. I scrambled out the door.
#2
Tarynn's POV :: First Person (Before Time Skip)
There is an orphanage. An orphanage with a room. A room with a couch. A couch with a little girl behind it. That little girl is me. My name is Tarynn and I am am 12 years old. I was laying on my stomach on this sunny Saturday afternoon. Reading Mark Twain behind a couch while all the other children are playing soccer outside is an activity for children. Very disturbed children, that is. Disturbed I was, but nontheless, it was my sanctuary. Yes, it was my very quite, peaceful sanctuary. "Pow! Pow! Kabloom!" a boy cried. I looked above me. "You're dead." a boy, about 14, I would guess, was holding a toy gun and peeeking over the back of the couch. Blonde hair, he had, and very puzzling eyes.
I crawled out from behind the couch and found myself in the middle of a three way gaze ans a one way eye darting. Two other boys, one with strange white hair and another with brown hair. I was the one whos eyes were staring at one boy for an instant, then looking at the other. The blonde boy busted out laughing, while the burnette snickered and the boy with white hair smirked. I frowned. "Who are you guys, anyway?" I said, getting pissed off. "Eh?" the blonde said, as if I had just asked the impossible question. "Well, i'm..."
Can you guess what they're names are? XD I hope you can, especially if you're a DN fan.
Well, those are my writings. Enjoy!
Preveiw Numbers
#1 Keep Your Poker Face On [Sasori] [Deidara]
#2 Malted *Chocolate* Milk [Mello]
# 1
Kita's POV :: Before Time Skip (First Person)
"Sharper, Kita." Itachi Sensei said. "Yes, Sensei." I delivered another quick swipe to the training dummy. Itachi had me practice on the training feild every day. The feilds were in the back of the Akatsuki Base, wich was many, many feet underground in the middle of the Leaf Forest. So very far from my home, the Village Hidden in the Sound, but a very comfortable location. "Don't work her to death, un." A voice said, from behind Itachi. I turned in the direction of the voice and cocked my head to the side. "What do you want, Deidara-san?" Deidara gave me a smirk, as I could feel in the ground vibrations. "Simply watching Itachi watch you train, Kita-kun, yeah." I felt my face get hot. "P-please don't call me Kita-kun, Deidara-san." He faked a frown, acting hurt. "Why, Kita-kun? I'm not like Zetsu or anything, yeah. I'm not going to hurt you or anything, un." "Just go back to the base, Deidara." Itachi growled.
I sat outside the door of the meeting room, as Itachi had ordered. There was a very important meeting going on inside, and I was not to interupt. I yelped when the door hit me in the back of the head and bent over, clutching my head. "Oh, ****!" Deidara said kneeling down. "Sorry, un." He said, chuckling, obviously embarrassed."Watch where you're swinging that door, brat." another voice said roughly. Sasori was the one who provided the medical care for the Akatsuki, 28 years old, and a master of Puppetry. That was all I knew. He grabbed me by the wrist and led me into the Medicine Room. "Sit." he ordered. I climbed up onto the elevated chair, holding onto my head. Sasori moved my hands and examined it. "Hmm..." he muttered, rummaging through several cabinets and pulling out a wrap bandage. He wrapped my head and placed an ice pack on it. "Go." he ordered. I scrambled out the door.
#2
Tarynn's POV :: First Person (Before Time Skip)
There is an orphanage. An orphanage with a room. A room with a couch. A couch with a little girl behind it. That little girl is me. My name is Tarynn and I am am 12 years old. I was laying on my stomach on this sunny Saturday afternoon. Reading Mark Twain behind a couch while all the other children are playing soccer outside is an activity for children. Very disturbed children, that is. Disturbed I was, but nontheless, it was my sanctuary. Yes, it was my very quite, peaceful sanctuary. "Pow! Pow! Kabloom!" a boy cried. I looked above me. "You're dead." a boy, about 14, I would guess, was holding a toy gun and peeeking over the back of the couch. Blonde hair, he had, and very puzzling eyes.
I crawled out from behind the couch and found myself in the middle of a three way gaze ans a one way eye darting. Two other boys, one with strange white hair and another with brown hair. I was the one whos eyes were staring at one boy for an instant, then looking at the other. The blonde boy busted out laughing, while the burnette snickered and the boy with white hair smirked. I frowned. "Who are you guys, anyway?" I said, getting pissed off. "Eh?" the blonde said, as if I had just asked the impossible question. "Well, i'm..."
Can you guess what they're names are? XD I hope you can, especially if you're a DN fan.
Well, those are my writings. Enjoy!