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Ameno-era — Our dear - Ino Yamanaka
Published: 2010-01-18 23:35:27 +0000 UTC; Views: 394; Favourites: 7; Downloads: 7
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Ok guys!MY FIRST uploaded Art on DA
I have had this drawing since summer or somthing
, and finaly put it out . Sorry for not coloring
i will do it when i get photoshop ^3^ 
... So be nice : ) And comment if you want to..
Ino Yamanaka character Belongs to Masashi Kishimoto..Like always
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Awesome drawing!
Me likey
Btw; u got photoshop now 
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Sk3llz.. Remembered this one ^^
- Another Red points from Soviet Kathrine, Why? BECOUSE IT'S RED!
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Yohs^^i will join in some days i think :3 when i get time
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It shouldn't have turned out the way it did. It should have been simple, go in, do the job and get out. And most did turn out that way, but not this one.
Blood soaked shoes smacked loudly against the almost quiet of that deserted Tokyo street. This was a bad side of town, no one within their right mind being in this place alone at such a late hour. But he wasn't like anyone else in the town, the smacking of blood against the concrete stopping while a flicker of light flared up, catching the end of a clove cigarette. Smoke gathered a moment, blown away by the soft breeze, the smell of spices and human blood mixing while those footsteps started up again.
There was just enough moonlight to catch the figure, dark clothes made only darker by the blood dripping off, covered from head to toe, sliding off the cool metal of his collar, warming it. Dark eyes turned up under matted hair and let the smoke escape through his nose slowly, free hand going to his neck and tugging the line of beads there.
Rosary beads. A tattooed hand gripped the cross dangling at the end and his head went down, hiding those dark eyes again. A tongue came out, licking the blood that gathered there before his voice started to speak, low and in english.
"Forgive me father for I have sinned..it has been a month since my last confession. I accuse myself of the following sins..." Eyes came up, tattooed fingers sliding over the cross slowly, looking as if he could barely form the next words, "...the death of an innocent lamb."
Lowering his head down again, his lips started to pray, not in english this time, but Latin, still letting his fingers stroke over that cross while his voice carried slowly in that cold night air, barely noticing the cigarette burning away in his fingers, the scent of cloves calming his nerves.
Kanon
Failed Experiment
13 Dec 2009, 5:02am
Edit | Remove post Kanon had been working all day, and now, on top of it all, he had been called in to one of the smaller Yakuza quarters to help get information out of some poor, but too stubborn guy, who they'd apparently caught sneaking around, gathering information about who-know-what. Torture hadn't worked, and the failed experiment had been called in to pry the information out if him. Of course, they didn't know what Kanon was. All they knew was that he was exceptionally good at convincing people to do whatever he wanted of them.
It had worked just as smooth as always, and now, Kanon was on his way home, eager to finally get some rest. He really couldn't continue living like this.
Walking through the empty streets in a not too good district of the town, the dark haired was alerted, in spite of his exhaustion, so he quickly noticed the smell of cigarette in the air, mixed with something else... something metallic and familiar, but he just couldn't put his finger on it. Someone was nearby.
Kanon slowed his steps, listening for any revealing sounds, and there it was, a low mumbling coming from the shadow of a building almost a block away. Slowly walking closer, the dark haired could make out a tall, dark figure.
Not knowing whether it was a threat or not, the failed experiment slowly approached the other man, because it was certainly a man, until he realized why that other smell was so familiar. He'd been breathing in air filled with that smell just a half hour ago. Blood.
"Hey, are you hurt?" Kanon asked out loud, now only ten meters away from the other. Close enough to observe the mumbling was in some foreign language. "Do you need help?"
Ugh! Why could he never just mind his own business?
Kaoru
New Breed
2 Jan 2010, 7:33pm Kaoru's head was still down, finishing off his pray when he heard the footsteps and a voice calling to him. What sort of person would be out at this time of night and even worse, this side of the town.
His eyes slid open, blinking at the drops of blood that clung to his lashes, falling across his pale skin. The man near him, smaller than him, didn't appear to be dangerous. But he couldn't be a normal person, only someone on the borderline of insane would be here.
But he didn't see a collar, the same metal one around his own neck. "No..I'm fine." He murmured, still observing the man while he gripped his rosary beads. The cigarette was still burning in his hand, starting to burn at his skin, not noticing the smell coming to his nose.
Kanon
Failed Experiment
15 Jan 2010, 11:53am
Edit | Remove post Kanon stepped closer to the man still hidden in the shadows, not believing the other's words.
"Are you sure? That's an aweful lot of blood and-..." oh... "It's not yours." It was a statement, not a question. The dark haired sighed. First a spy, then some guy covered in someone else's blood. What a lovely night!
Shredding all concern he may have had for the taller man, the failed experiment lighted a much needed cigarette.
"So, did you kill a guy, or were you just standing too close?" he asked nonchalant, taking a drag of the cancer stick.
Kaoru
New Breed
23 Jan 2010, 12:34pm Kaoru watched him, enhanced eyes following the other's movements while he searched his memory bank. Hearing the words, he nodded and brought his cigarette to his lips, the burnt flesh of his fingers healing rapidly under the light of that burning end.
Something about the man wasn't settling with the breed right, finishing off that cigarette. Dropping it to the ground, he stubbed it out with his shoe, his nose suddenly picking up a smell. Not human, not like the innocents he watched everyday, but not the scent of a breed, immortal with death's shadow costantly following them.
His eyes turned hard, letting the blood drip off him while he took a step towards the man. "What are you..?" His voice was low, a growl. Like an animal about the strike.
Kanon
Failed Experiment
25 Jan 2010, 5:41am
Edit | Remove post Noticing the sudden change in the atmosphere, Kanon focused on the other man again, noticing the hard stare. He involuntary winced at the question and advance. Suddenly, the taller had turned from harmless stranger (bloodstained and suspicious, but still harmless in a way) to lethal predator about to strike, and the ravenhaired's instincts were screaming danger. A normal human wouldn't have noticed much of this, probably only sensing the possible threat. Kanon, however, was a failed experiment. He'd been trained to become a high leveled Breed, and even though he'd been thrown out only halfway through the training, he was a fast learner, and a people person, and the person before him was highly dangerous.
Well, that answers that question he thought to himself sarcastically while defensively taking a few steps back. He DID kill someone.
And that's when he noticed the shiny collar around the other's neck. Kanon growled in despise. A Breed. A filthy Government New Breed. Suddenly the other man was a lot less mysterious.
"Why should I answer someone like YOU?" he spit, hatefully glaring at the Breed.
(O_o..... *hides* I DID NOT WRITE THAT!!!)
Updated by Kanon on 25 Jan 2010, 5:42am
Kaoru
New Breed
26 Jan 2010, 5:50pm Kaoru's next movement was lightning quick, too fast for a normal human, but for this creature, whatever he was, he was sure Kanon could follow him.
But that didn't stop the Breed from wrapping his hand around the other's neck, slamming him against the nearby wall, eyes dark on him. That hand squeezed for the briefest moment, short enough to assure he wasnt going to let him go for a moment.
Stepping into the other's space, he pressed his face close to the man's neck, breathing in. It might have seemed sexual to anyone walking by, but his enhanced senses were taking in the man, taking in his scent. There was something strange about him, a scent familiar to his nose, but another not so, of humans.
"You smell.. like me," Kaoru pulled back, hand slowly loosening, putting the other on his feet once more, "Why? How did you get your collar off?" His voice was hard, demanding. Breeds didn't know of their rejected companions, thinking that they were the only thing that came out of the experiments. Not this, this man who's scent wasn't quite right.
(haha, good post though! and kaoru is so confused by Kanon XD)
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Thanks^^ And yes i know you do
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