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  <title>I Worry About You While You're Gone</title>
  <subtitle>Bye Bye Baby, Don't Be Long</subtitle>
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    <name>真理 の 門</name>
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  <updated>2009-06-20T17:00:46Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:al_x_kitty:8552</id>
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    <title>ON MY HEALTH -- x-posted everywhere</title>
    <published>2009-06-20T17:00:46Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-20T17:00:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck.... Church, you're not calming me down. &amp;gt;&amp;lt;;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so..... This morning I got told that there could be something ELSE that's making me sick, and really, none of this is very good.... But so far, here's the things it COULD be.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Peptic_ulcer#Signs_and_symptoms"&gt;Peptic Ulcer&lt;/a&gt;: This is what my doctor said I had, the one time I got to see her and she looked at me for it. She prescribed me Zantac for it, which I take twice a day, and doesn't really do much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fire_safe_cigarette#Controversy"&gt;FSC - FireSafe Cigarettes&lt;/a&gt;: I'll admit it, I'm a social smoker. Basically, that means I end up sharing about 4 cigarettes a day with Michi, which equals out to about two a day for me. If you are a smoker, DO NOT BUY THESE. We didn't know about the switch until someone told us, so we had been smoking them before and while I was sick. After switching back and buying only Non-FSC, we've started feeling a bit better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/E_coli#Role_in_disease"&gt;E.Coli&lt;/a&gt;: A while ago, but as I recall after I had already been sick, Mattigan got some cookie dough in a tub from the store and let me have some in a bowl. Yesterday we got a phone call about it, and today it's in the newspaper that they're recalling that brand of cookie dough because it's been causing cases of E.Coli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get to the damn doctor, dude. Looking at some of this stuff is just scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coinciding symptoms include:&lt;br /&gt;- Heartburn (though not as frequent with Zantac)&lt;br /&gt;- Nausea &lt;br /&gt;- Vomiting&lt;br /&gt;- No Apetite&lt;br /&gt;- Abdominal Pain&lt;br /&gt;- Fatigue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At &lt;a href="http://www.healthline.com/"&gt;HealthLine.com&lt;/a&gt;, putting those symptoms into their search brings up over 20 different illnesses that it could be. And you know what the top two are? Peptic Ulcer and E.Coli. x_x;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody hell, I'm so scared. x_x;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------&lt;br /&gt;AND NOW FOR A WORD FROM OUR SPONSORS&lt;br /&gt;-------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend/mentor/idol of mine on LJ, Kalika Maxwell, has recently published a book, and I'd like to plug it for her, because she's been a sweetheart to me while I've been sick. I know her writing is good, because she's one of my favorite fanfic authors, EVAR. Link to her adpost for it: &lt;a href="http://kalikamaxwell.livejournal.com/325332.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; ---- Go check it out, read the short story, and if you're digging it, $5 for a book isn't that bad. IT HAS BUTTSEX AND SPACE PIRATES. What more do you need? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I plan on reading it while I'm bedridden to cheer me up a bit. *gush* I'm so proud of her! I've got to get Michi writing with me soon. If all I'm good for recently is laying around and being amusing, the least I could do is write it down. XD;; Bre-chan, wherever you are, I want to know about how your writing is going, too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, actually, I'd like to hear how ALOT of people are doing.... I'm so out of the loop. u_u;;;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:al_x_kitty:8446</id>
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    <title>Still Not Dead, But Apparently Working On It.....</title>
    <published>2009-06-17T04:21:10Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-17T04:21:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Still sick.... I have some sort of stomach problem or something.... Not really sure, since my medical expired after my first two visits.... Been mostly laying around feeling miserable and trying not to be sick.... Kinda sucks, because a normal day for me is like: Nutritional Shake &amp;gt;&amp;gt; Meds &amp;gt;&amp;gt; Vanilla Yogurt + Granola Bar &amp;gt;&amp;gt; Dinner &amp;gt;&amp;gt; Meds --- I can't hardly eat anything. x_x;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I was feeling better, I'd probably be trying to get stuff together for my schooling, since I was promised a laptop if I do.... It sucks, because I'd love to. I want to learn and write and all this other stuff... I have a few really neat fic ideas floating around in my mind, but.... I just don't have the means or the energy to really do something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of copypasta-ing parts of this and writing more later about life stuff &lt;a href="http://xero.insanejournal.com"&gt;at my other journal&lt;/a&gt;, since this one was supposed to originally be for creative writing, guilty pleasures of fandom, and overall fun.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, some of my RP stuff is going in such an interesting direction that I almost wanna write it.... I mean.... Alot of the main plot development at the moment is leading to one of those AU-type "this is how it was in the CoS/Movie!world" type things... If I ever write any of it out, it could be pretty cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish my mom would let me borrow her laptop more often so I could write more. u_u;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, those of you who have wondered where I dropped off to.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be alive and back soon, I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been watching FMA:B weekly with the rest of the house, but we haven't watched the most recent one yet. I'm getting impatient with it, too, because I think it's getting to parts that I really wanted to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I found another fic series that I feel the need to plug, because it's good:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/3517043/1/Mirrorworld"&gt;MirrorWorld&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_ketita' lj:user='ketita' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://ketita.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://ketita.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;ketita&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I'm sure people have already seen it, because they're more in the loop than me. XD;;&lt;br /&gt;I got my girlfriend hooked on it, too, so now we both wait for updates. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How funny is it that lately I've been updating my LJ with info before my IJ....? &lt;br /&gt;Odd, since, as far as I know, there's maybe like 3 people who might read this. &amp;gt;&amp;gt;;;&lt;br /&gt;Not like I have many people on my other journal, either.... God, I'm so private. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, aside from being all sickly and stuff.... I'm still here. &amp;lt;3</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:al_x_kitty:8075</id>
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    <title>NOT DEAD, PROMISE!!! XD</title>
    <published>2009-03-21T22:08:56Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-21T22:08:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">You see, the thing that's been happening is..... Life is gay. XD;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've had money troubles deaths, injuries, and just about everything else that could go wrong has gone wrong in the last year.... x_x;;; The internet keeps dying due to lack of fundage, and.... Oh, god, IDK, but I'm not dead!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as things settle down, I plan to get back on here and check up on Kalika's fics, because.... It just must be done. XD;;; I have alot of them saved to my HD so I can go back through them when the net's off, too....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm absolutely ecstatic that there's gonna be a new FMA anime.... I bet it was all us internet whiners who made it happen, too, since there was alot of us who were like "Hay gaiz, follow manga!!" -- Though I don't hate the first anime or the movie.... It just, when you look at how the original author did things, and how they put it together.... Eh, but I love Heidi, so it's okay. XD;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last manga chapter I read was like.... 90? 91? I'm wondering if she's gonna try and finish the series at ch100? Seems like it's really close. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll so be pirating anime season two. Getting that fansubbed as soon as I see it out. AND GOD, DOES ANYONE KNOW IF THE CAST IS THE SAME? ;__;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random entry is random.&lt;br /&gt;No less love, even with less time.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:al_x_kitty:6727</id>
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    <title>Priceless. Just fucking priceless.</title>
    <published>2007-05-05T08:45:24Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-05T08:45:24Z</updated>
    <lj:music> Prodigy - Smack My Bitch Up</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Reading Kalika's new Hagaren crackfic, which is set in a sort of Chrno Crusade timeline... And.... &lt;br /&gt;BEST LINE EVER:&lt;br /&gt; “He’s gay. Really, really gay. Gayest man that ever gayed. He’s almost a girl!"&lt;br /&gt;-- Winry, taking about Heidrich. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fucking love Kalika and her fics. I either cry, get turned on, or giggle like a retard. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://km-fics.livejournal.com"&gt;Go Here&lt;/a&gt; if you like Hagaren, and want an amusing read or twenty.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:al_x_kitty:6570</id>
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    <title>Meme from Kalika-dono</title>
    <published>2007-03-30T00:26:33Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-30T00:26:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">1. Leave me a comment saying, "Interview me."&lt;br /&gt;2. I respond by asking you five personal questions so I can get to know you better. If I already know you well, expect the questions may be a little more intimate!&lt;br /&gt;3. You will update your LJ with the answers to the questions.&lt;br /&gt;4. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else in the post.&lt;br /&gt;5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Answers to Kalika's questions:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;1. You're getting dropped off on a desert island. You get three items. What are they?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm.... If people count... Ed, Al, and Heidi. XD;; If not.... My computer, an infinite power supply/solar generator, and a plushie to sleep with. o.o;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;2. What are your career goals?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've wanted to go into Voice Acting for anime and games since I was nine, but I don't know how well that'll pan out. Also, I think photography and design would be fun. And everybody wants to be a singer/actor/writer. ^_^;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;3. How long have you been in fandom, and what have your previous ones been?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fandom for me started in.... Oh god, 4th Grade? I was like... Nine years old, and I got into Street Fighter and SailorMoon. After that, it was Ranma 1/2 for a long time, then Yami no Matsuei.... And then FMA, and I haven't been able to shake it. XD;; Those are all the major ones, I think. Oh, and maybe Dot Hack, if only for the backstory and intruige...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4. Would you rather drown or burn to death?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O_O;;; I hate being warm and I hate being wet, so... That's kinda tough. If at all possible, I'd prefer freezing. But between burning and drowning.... I'd pick drowning, I guess... Because the idea of flesh melting off of me, and having to &lt;i&gt;smell&lt;/i&gt; it.... Ick. x_X;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;5. Do you want a pony?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Aiji has a character named Onyx that we tease and call pOny.... So... Yes, I kind of do. ^_^;; As for real horses though.... Almost been killed by a few, so... Maybe not. x_x;;;</content>
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    <title>Just so I don't forget....</title>
    <published>2006-11-21T02:36:51Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-21T02:36:51Z</updated>
    <lj:music> DJ Jay Adams - Dirty Funkin Tech</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it's been awhile sinceI've said anything about it.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+Roku made a deal with Truth to take Alphonse's deal. In taking his deal, she offered to give Truth a body. So she was implanted with a red stone type thing, and grew a body. Kinda like being impregnated, but not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+Since Truth had been inhabiting Ed Heiderich's body to keep him alive, taking him from the body would then kill Hei!Ed. Roku had to find out a way to keep him alive as well. She talked to Sociel who directed her to Die and Pangu, and they found what was left of his body -- ew, decomposing corpse -- and reconstructed it. Hei!Ed now suffers from some massive PTSD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+Nothing new on Ed x Al. They haven't spoken. Methinks Al is still a bit paranoid about the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+There are some future kids in planning:&lt;br /&gt;Sara = Heidi x Winry (f, me)&lt;br /&gt;Trisha = Hei!Ed x Roku (f, me)&lt;br /&gt;Mae = Ed x Winry (f, me)&lt;br /&gt;Izumi = Al x Roku (f, me)&lt;br /&gt;**Francis Kyuu Bean = Truth x Roku (m, me)&lt;br /&gt;???? = Heidi x Roku (m, michi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+Roku is a product of m-preg, therefore, her genetics are unstable, and she normally would not be able to have kids. In order to have kids, she will probably make another deal with Truth. This deal will consist of something to do with gate babies, and produce FQB. (see asterisks on previous line)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+Sara, like her parents, is obsessive over mechanical stuff. She met Luc, who is one of Michi's Wingies, and has divised a plan to steal/copy/study their indesructible metal feathers from them to use. No idea how this will work.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:al_x_kitty:5892</id>
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    <title>Not Dead</title>
    <published>2006-11-08T23:25:57Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-08T23:25:57Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Shiina Ringo -- Love Is Blind</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Playing housewife lately now. Raising a baby and such. It's killing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to keep in touch with people more, still using GJ as my main journal for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I have time before the baby wakes up, I think I'll finally finish Brothers. &amp;lt;3</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:al_x_kitty:5849</id>
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    <title>THE MYSTERY CONTINUES!!!</title>
    <published>2006-09-14T06:47:29Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-15T01:28:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Okay, so I should be getting dressed, but....&lt;br /&gt;Michi found the Ed girl's Photobucket account, the same way I did last year--- By accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s7.photobucket.com/albums/y283/TSilverFox/"&gt;http://s7.photobucket.com/albums/y283/TSilverFox/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now..... The search continues......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We know this:&lt;br /&gt;She Shows Dogs&lt;br /&gt;She Makes Awesome Costumes &amp; Wigs&lt;br /&gt;Her Name Is Kadagan&lt;br /&gt;Her Alias Is TailzSilverFox&lt;br /&gt;Her Age Is 22&lt;br /&gt;She's A Cute Movie!Ed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This MAY OR MAY NOT be her website:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hometown.aol.com/maxmatrix1/index.html"&gt;http://hometown.aol.com/maxmatrix1/index.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes.... I AM a stalker, aren't I? X_X;;;&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing what you can do with the internets..... &amp;gt;&amp;gt;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: Her name may also be Danielle, she may be from Phoenix Arizona, and I think I have her DA account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tailzsilverfox.deviantart.com/"&gt;http://tailzsilverfox.deviantart.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a creepy stalker, really. All this stuff was found from her photobucket, dhen a link trail off there.... I'm just trying to see if she has a frigging journal somewhere. u_u;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT2: We also now know that she likes playing an online game called Ultima Online, and is the leader of a guild for it. Kadagan seems to be her character name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freewebs.com/kadagan/index.htm"&gt;http://www.freewebs.com/kadagan/index.htm&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>Not Dead, Just Neglectful</title>
    <published>2006-09-14T01:12:47Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-14T01:16:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The Movie!Ed cosplayer I had a crush on at Anime Vegas last year was there again this year. I feel like such a stalker, but..... Damn. For some reason I just love her. Not sexually, mind you, just.... In a way where I want to carry her away and keep her in a closet. o_o;;; Yes.... I'm.... Weird..... &amp;gt;&amp;gt;;;;&lt;br /&gt;They had a really cute skit, though! ^_^;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent most of the first day as Nina(me) and Trisha(Michi), only a few people knew who I was, but everybody loved Michi's costume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were doing a showing of the FMA movie, but we missed it. That's really too bad, because.... I want to hear what they did for the english cast. @_@;;; ...Funimation so far has had about a 75% sucess rate for casting FMA, so.... I just.... I want to hear Heidi.... X_X;;; Looked up the cast list for the movie on IMDB, and it says that the guy who plays him was also Ban from the dub of Getbackers.... And I don't know whether that's scary or not...... So now I'm searching YouTube to find something with a clip of him in English.... And it just.... Isn't happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_kalikamaxwell' lj:user='kalikamaxwell' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://kalikamaxwell.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://kalikamaxwell.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;kalikamaxwell&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; got me interested in the NaNoWriMo thing.... I doubt I can do it this year because of all the shit going on.... But..... I suggested to Michi that we both try to do it next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah... Sitting at home alone is boring... Kalika needs to post more fics so I can read them. XD;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woot for stalking!&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, sometimes I feel like I should be ashamed of myself.... &amp;gt;&amp;gt;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;EDIT: I'm so tempted to post pics up from the con and see if that Ed or any of her troupe are on here.... x_x;; &lt;/small&gt;</content>
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    <title>Random musings and all that jazz....</title>
    <published>2006-07-03T00:08:52Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-03T00:08:52Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Fiona Apple - Criminal</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Momo gave us a great little game site. &lt;a href="http://www.ferryhalim.com/orisinal/"&gt;Here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I somehow managed to make a playlist that I can't tell if it's for Aimee/Michi or Al/Ed.... Mostly, I think it's both.... But There are a few songs that may only apply to Michi... x_x;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;30 tracks in playlist, average track length: 4:18&lt;br /&gt;Playlist length: 2 hours 9 minutes 22 seconds &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playlist files:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Cake - Never There (2:44)&lt;br /&gt;2. The Dandy Warhols - Sleep (5:57)&lt;br /&gt;3. Dido - Thank you (3:45)&lt;br /&gt;4. Jack off Jill - Love Song (3:34)&lt;br /&gt;5. Kylie Minogue - In Your Eyes (3:20)&lt;br /&gt;6. Garbage - Number One Crush (4:47)&lt;br /&gt;7. A Perfect Circle - Three Libras (3:35)&lt;br /&gt;8. Cassie Steele - Blue Bird (3:34)&lt;br /&gt;9. Coldplay - Talk (5:13)&lt;br /&gt;10. Fiona Apple - Criminal (5:43)&lt;br /&gt;11. Goo Goo Dolls - Iris (4:52)&lt;br /&gt;12. Green Day vs. Oasis vs. Travis vs. Eminem - Boulevard of Broken Songs (4:34)&lt;br /&gt;13. Ivy - Worry About You (3:58)&lt;br /&gt;14. Justin Timberlake  - Cry Me A River (4:50)&lt;br /&gt;15. Lit - Miserable (4:16)&lt;br /&gt;16. Sam Cooke - You Send Me (2:45)&lt;br /&gt;17. Travis - Writing to Reach You (3:41)&lt;br /&gt;18. oasis - wonderwall (4:18)&lt;br /&gt;19. Poe - Angry Johnny (4:19)&lt;br /&gt;20. Utada Hikaru - Close To You (4:41)&lt;br /&gt;21. Utada Hikaru - You Make Me Want To Be A Man (Bloodshy and Avant Mix) (4:02)&lt;br /&gt;22. Hikaru Utada - Loving You (3:42)&lt;br /&gt;23. Shiina Ringo - I Won't Last A Day Without You (4:21)&lt;br /&gt;24. Clazziquai - Speechless (3:13)&lt;br /&gt;25. Daft Punk - Something About Us (3:51)&lt;br /&gt;26. Lords of Acid - Horny (4:48)&lt;br /&gt;27. Dance-Soft Cell - Tainted Love (Techno Remix) (5:54)&lt;br /&gt;28. Nina Nastasia - Ocean (5:59)&lt;br /&gt;29. Sophie Monk - Come My Way (4:34)&lt;br /&gt;30. 30 Minutes vs tiesto (remix by Alien DJ) - Tatu 30 Minutes vs Tiesto (aliendj remix) (4:32)&lt;/small&gt;</content>
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    <title>Note To Self:</title>
    <published>2006-06-29T05:37:57Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-29T05:37:57Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Daft Punk - Something About Us</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.fullmetal-alchemist.com/forums/index.php?showtopic=6412"&gt;Don't lose this link.&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>Oh. My. God. XD;;</title>
    <published>2006-06-25T04:33:07Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-25T05:02:37Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Daft Punk - Face To Face (Demon Remix)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Sweet jesus.... I have finally found something that caught me so off-guard that I almost spewed my drink onto my monitor... XD;;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://toukakoukan.com/archive_php/chapter.php?chapterID=958"&gt;This.&lt;/a&gt; From the ToukaKoukan contest thing... "The Hazards of Smoking"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah god... Pooky-Bear.... XD;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;small&gt;[EDIT: God damn, seriously.... That was.... It was like the most hilarious and disturbing.... It was like a Trainwreck full of Clowns... XD;;; ]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/small&gt;</content>
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    <title>RP Updates....</title>
    <published>2006-06-25T04:18:53Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-25T04:18:53Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Daft Punk - Face To Face (Cosmo Vitelli Remix)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Recently:&lt;br /&gt;+Roku apparently has a crush on Edward Heiderich, now....&lt;br /&gt;+In order to 'help' people, Roku made a deal with Truth to help Truth get a 'new body' in order to take Al's contract onto herself....&lt;br /&gt;+In a brilliant plan to get the Elric brothers together..... Uhm.... Let me explain this one....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since a game of Truth or Dare, Al has been stuck as a girl. In order to get his male form back, he had to be kissed by his brother and kiss back voluntarily. Now, weirdly enough, Ed was willing -- But this time, Alphonse was the one with an Elric Guilt Complex. In order to make things easier, he went to go ask Roku to !poof! him into a kitty -- because as Roku and others have demonstrated, furries tend to go into heat. Of course, she obliged, and then in a mean turn of events decided to poof into a kitty version of Edward, so Al could 'practice'. And, of course, like Al could resist a kitty!Ed that's all over him. BUT! Right when Al gave in and was going to go along with it, Roku switched herself out with the -real- Edward, who was also made feline for the occasion. It took awhile for Alphonse to realize he wasn't a girl anymore, and put two and two together, but when he did.... He freaked out. As usual. But not as usual. More like almost jumping his brother and protesting at the same time. Very odd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord knows where things will go from here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expected:&lt;br /&gt;+Elric Angst galore&lt;br /&gt;+Roku's secret to be revealed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My, our delusions are interesting, ne?</content>
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    <title>I want that Array. &amp;gt;&amp;gt;;;</title>
    <published>2006-06-23T20:04:45Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-23T20:04:45Z</updated>
    <lj:music> Daft Punk - Make Love</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I love how I'm reading a fanfic for the ToukaKoukan contest where like..... LOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://toukakoukan.com/archive_php/chapter.php?chapterID=953"&gt;It's THIS one...&lt;/a&gt; "Basic Urges"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And right when it gets around to explaining the "Alchemy" of it... THIS song plays... XD;;;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:al_x_kitty:3935</id>
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    <title>IC: 'Truth'</title>
    <published>2006-06-17T20:47:33Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-17T20:47:33Z</updated>
    <lj:music> Dale North - Close Your Eyes</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So I talked to the little kitty last night. That was fun. Everyone in this world is so gullable, so guilt-ridden, so masochistic for other people's happiness.... If I were a bit more sadistic, I'd get off on it all. Though, I guess... The six on the hand did a fair job. *grins* Thank you, kitty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it seems that the kitty also wants to strike a deal, to save the boy from suffering. Honestly, she amuses me to no end.... So alike to alchemy with a stone, yet these powers of hers are hereditary.... Could be useful in the long run, maybe. I'm not sure. It may not even work out the same, who knows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If all goes well, she'll have freed her precious 'trashcan' from his contract, taking it upon herself, and I may eventually have an actual body to use instead of having to continue this symbiote farce.... Of course, that leaves the deal with the current body completed, and the kitty says she'll trade more to keep him alive as well.... Honestly, that cat cares so much that she seems willing to give up everything for the rest of them. It's impossible, really, to think that the world could be so perfect, but they always seem to try for it anyway. And who am I to stop them? I'm only the gatekeeper. It's their own fault what happens after they pay the passage fee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it makes me wonder.... Are all these people really worth it? Far be it from me to pry, but I do get curious as to whether all the things that are done are even appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, I guess it keeps me in business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this, if she still wants more, which I'm sure she'll try.... There's still the need to keep the three of them alive... Lung reconstruction, soul-binding, etc.&lt;br /&gt;Good luck, little kitty. You'll need it.</content>
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    <title>Yay! New Icon!</title>
    <published>2006-06-16T10:05:06Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-16T10:06:23Z</updated>
    <lj:music>OUS -- Xenogears Light Album</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Another icon out of the way, total is now 6/15..... &lt;br /&gt;So proud of these last two, because they look really different from the original artwork... Makes me happeh... ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roku was being a pervert today and reading lots of fanfiction on ToukaKoukan involving Al and sex..... Got us started, too.... Read the &lt;a href="http://kalikamaxwell.livejournal.com/245614.html"&gt;Jungle!Crack&lt;/a&gt; story by &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_kalikamaxwell' lj:user='kalikamaxwell' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://kalikamaxwell.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://kalikamaxwell.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;kalikamaxwell&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_cofie' lj:user='cofie' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://cofie.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://cofie.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;cofie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I'm so amused by it, and love the artwork... XD;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alphonse seems to be getting more and more flustered with the Michi-visit nearing... Perhaps it's just anxiousness to see his brother and his friends, or perhaps it's because he knows he'll probably get molested? Who can tell.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's been around more often than not, only leaving to switch out with Truth or the Heiderichs, or if there's a chance RP with Aiji.... His bracelet has been on half the time, and the kanji for "Roku" has been written on my hand in colored uniball pen for a few days now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me laugh a bit thinking that eventually this journal will be found by a stranger, and they'll read this and have no idea what I'm talking about. Kids, I'm a LARPer..... Just wait until you find a character entry. u_u;;</content>
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    <title>Good lord, child!!</title>
    <published>2006-06-12T23:39:04Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-13T02:52:47Z</updated>
    <lj:music> Pizzicato Five - T.V.A.G.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALPHONSE!!! ARU!!! Front and center this instant!!! *stomps foot*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{.....silence......}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...... u_u;;; ....... ..... .... (uses laptop to hack into the intercom system) .......Alphonse Elric, please report to my office at once..... For every minute you take, I will injure a kitten..... This is a serious matter..... I repeat..... Alphonse Elric, please report to my office at onc-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Al: (busts in the door, panting) .......H-h-hai? O_O;; .....You wanted something? Are the kittens okay? (looks around for injured kitties) ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*smiles* You made it here in under a minute.... Impressive.... Especially since this office is new... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Al: ..... ..... ...... You said you would hurt a kitten... ;__; ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in ten seconds, I would have... Now, I have to ask you some things... Is that alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Al: *nods* ....I guess so... But what....?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW DO YOU DO IT?? (half leaping across desk at Alphonse) TELL ME!!!! O_____O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Al: O.O;;; .......Ano...... What...... Are you......]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude, Al, last night.... And that time on the phone..... I think it WORKED...... O__O;;;; .......How did you.... And doesn't that violate the deal somehow?? o_O;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Al: (looks confused, then realizes what she's talking about, blushes deeply) ......Oh, well...... Like I was saying to Roku..... There's a..... A loophole......]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....Eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Al: ......voyuerism... &amp;gt;&amp;gt;;;; ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O_______O;;;;;;; ............. ....... You mean he......??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Al: *nods* ..... .... .... .... No one's going to know about this conversation, right?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I doubt it. Nobody really knows about this journal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Al: ......Good. x///x;;; ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But how'd you DO it?!?! @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Al: X/////X;;;;;; .....I'm not sure I know what you mean......]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude.... Don't think I'm not aware of things just because I'm not technically around.... I'm god here, yo, nothing gets past me. So explain!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Al: ...... ..... ......I think.... I think you just never noticed it before..... Because...... You're quiet..... x_x;;;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EH???? X////X;;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Al: ....It makes sense, doesn't it? .....There wasn't anything else different, really......]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....... ....... ....... ..... ...... ...... ...... ........ ....... Teach me, sensei..... ;___;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Al: O_O;;; I..... *coughs* ....... ....... ....... Just do what Aiji told you to do? x_x;; ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But..... It's.... Embarrassing.... ;__; And.... There's always other people around....... &amp;gt;&amp;gt;;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Al: *shrugs* ......Don't know what to tell you, then....]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T_T;; Meanie...... Lying to Roku like that.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Al: O///O;; It wasn't really a lie.... Loophole number two is the fact that if it's not my body, it may not count.... &amp;gt;&amp;gt;;;; ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh really? *smirks* .....Maybe I should tell a few people that.....?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Al: @/////@;;;; Ohgoodlordpleasedon'tdothat!!!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*blinks* But why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Al: It's..... It wouldn't be the same..... ...... .... It'd ruin it somehow.... ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*tch* Sentimentalist..... Not like it's not gonna happen anyway.... 9_9;;; ...... .... Oooh!!! And you can be all cute and responsive and --- Yay!! ^_^ &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Al: ..... ........ X/////X;;;;; .....Aimee...... ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, right, that's all.... You're free to go..... (waves hand at) .......Have fun wiaiting to hear from Roku!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Al: ...... ...... ..... hai..... u_u;; ...... ....... ....... (turns, trudges out door) ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;........ ........ ......... .........Hnn...... Is that really all it takes? ...... ...... ...... God, does that mean that all this time....? x__X;;;; ...... ..... Damn, that's suck......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note..... I think I'm going to try and make myself some more icons..... &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[EDIT: Woo! This is a new icon! Kinda plain, but I still like it, I guess... My image program is teh suck. -- And yes, all the icons on this journal will have Al in them... ^_^;; ]</content>
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    <title>How Girly is Al?</title>
    <published>2006-06-10T23:57:50Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-10T23:57:50Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take this quiz and find out how girly you are. (GUYS TOO) Put x's beside each thing that's true. Each x that you put is one percent. Have fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] my fingernails/toenails are almost always painted&lt;br /&gt;[ ]during the summer the only shoes i wear are flip flops&lt;br /&gt;[ ] my favorite toys as a child were barbies&lt;br /&gt;[ ] my favorite color is pink or purple&lt;br /&gt;[X] I did Gymnastics &lt;small&gt;(( martial arts counts, right? ))&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I love skirts &lt;small&gt;(( even though there are loincloth jokes, NO u_u;; ))&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] hollister is one of my favorite places to shop&lt;br /&gt;[ ] tight jeans are the only jeans i'll wear&lt;br /&gt;[X] I love chocolate&lt;br /&gt;[X] I've never had a real job &lt;small&gt;(( taking care of 'niisan should count 9_9;; ))&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] my hair is almost always straightened&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have at least 8 myspace pictures&lt;br /&gt;[X] I usually go shopping once a week &lt;small&gt;(( for groceries and such ))&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I like to hang out at the mall with friends &lt;small&gt;(( I would, but there's usually no time ))&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have a real diamond ring or diamond necklace or earings&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i've gone to a tanning salon&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've gone to the beach to tan - not to swim&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have at least 10 pairs of shoes&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I watch either the OC or Laguna Beach&lt;br /&gt;[X] I change my icon weekly &lt;small&gt;(( I change my msn icon all the time... ))&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I wear a shower cap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I dont shop at Hot Topic&lt;br /&gt;[ ] my cell phone might as well become a part of me&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I wear mascara everyday&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been or am on a diet&lt;br /&gt;[ ] bathing suits are adorable&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I dont know the difference between a sheep and a goat.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] big sunglasses are hott&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have gotten my nails done&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I own over 10 purses&lt;br /&gt;[ ] MTV is one of my favorite channels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] all I want to do at sleepovers is talk about boys&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I love to have other girls do my hair &lt;small&gt;(( no, but winry's done my har before x///x;; ))&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[X] I give and recieve hugs from all my friends&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I hate bugs almost all of them&lt;br /&gt;[X] carnivals are so fun!&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Summer is THE best season&lt;br /&gt;[ ] my swimsuit has 2 pieces&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Im waiting for my knight in shining armor &lt;small&gt;(( please leave all 'armor' jokes at the door... -__-;; ))&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] musicians are so hot&lt;br /&gt;[ ] you write me a poem and im all yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[X] I am self-conscious&lt;br /&gt;[X] I cry often because of someone.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] my car smells like vanilla or cherry...&lt;br /&gt;[X] my dishes get washed more then once a week&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I dont do sports&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I HATE to run&lt;br /&gt;[X] I squeal when i am surprised or angry&lt;br /&gt;[X] I eat dried fruit as a snack&lt;br /&gt;[X] I love romance novels &lt;small&gt;(( aimee says fanfiction counts... &amp;gt;&amp;gt;;; ))&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[X] Drew Barrymore is so cute &lt;small&gt;(( what? she is! ))&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I dance a lot.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I usually spend an hour or over to get ready to leave my house&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I only have like 5 billion hair products&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I like to get dressed up.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] every part of my outfit needs to match&lt;br /&gt;[X] I talk on the phone at least once a day to my friends &lt;small&gt;(( Roku calls all the time ^_^;; ))&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I would love to have a photo shoot of myself&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I apply lip stuff 50 times a day&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I wish I were a model&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I wish I could meet Paris Hilton&lt;br /&gt;[X] I have been something that was semi slutty on halloween &lt;small&gt;(( DON'T ask x_x;; ))&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I own Uggs&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Hip Hop is the best music&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I pop my collar &lt;small&gt;(( eh? is that like.. you leave your shirt undone? o.o;; ))&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I like to be the center of attention&lt;br /&gt;[ ] guys with Mohawks are hott =)&lt;br /&gt;[X] horses are beautiful &lt;small&gt;(( all animals are! &amp;lt;3 )) &lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I'd rather not pay attention in school&lt;br /&gt;[X] Cats are adorable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[X] I write my own music &lt;small&gt;(( lyrics and poetry count, ne? ))&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I would love to visit Hawaii&lt;br /&gt;[X] Valentine's day is so cute!&lt;br /&gt;[ ] white is better then black&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I wouldn't be caught dead in all black....&lt;br /&gt;[ ] my closet is STOCK FULL of clothes&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I hate the grunge look...&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I love to read magazines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I love to gossip&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I had Lisa Frank folders/posters/notebooks as a kid&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I love Celine Dion&lt;br /&gt;[X] my bubble baths are 1-2hrs long &lt;small&gt;(( if I get teased for this... ))&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] My wedding only needs a groom because it's already planned&lt;br /&gt;[X] My friends and I are in a strict group. We mostly only hang out with each other.&lt;br /&gt;[X] I like little kids&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Diet drinks are the best&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I'm all about being vegetarian&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I refuse to eat at McDonalds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I check my myspace everyday.&lt;br /&gt;[X] I love life!&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have a lot of jewlery!&lt;br /&gt;[X] my screen name(s) have x's in them &lt;small&gt;(( screen name/journal account, same thing ))&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] either one of my myspace names has/had &amp;lt;3's in them&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I would never want to be the opposite sex&lt;br /&gt;[X] It's not what he/she said it's the way he/she said it &lt;small&gt;(( when living with my brother... ))&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[X] I have more than 3 pillows on my bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADD UP ALL OF THE TOTALS AND REPOST WITH "I AM #% GIRLY"</content>
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    <title>The Truth Is... [The End of the World is Also the Beginning] --- Parts 8-17</title>
    <published>2006-05-20T06:54:42Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-20T06:54:42Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Michi on the phone bitching about how no one comments...</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; The Truth Is... [The End of the World is Also the Beginning]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Authors:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_al_x_kitty' lj:user='al_x_kitty' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://al-x-kitty.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://al-x-kitty.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;al_x_kitty&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, Michi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating:&lt;/b&gt; ?PG? (not sure yet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Genre:&lt;/b&gt; ?Romance/Angst? (not sure yet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pairing:&lt;/b&gt; Elricest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Warning:&lt;/b&gt; WIP, everything subject to change, or not get finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Earlier:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://al-x-kitty.livejournal.com/1007.html"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://al-x-kitty.livejournal.com/1299.html"&gt;2-3&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://al-x-kitty.livejournal.com/2071.html"&gt;4-7&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edward's eyes got wide at his brother's rampage of mashed together sentances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Woah...Al...slow down. Look...I'm sorry. I just......what was I supposed to do...I was afraid if I said nothing you'd go for Winry and I'd never stand a chance. Now you're always hanging out with Heidrich and Edward.......I just feel like I have been replaced..."Edward rushed out, not able to stop the flood of sentances he'd unleashed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked away as his face darkened to a deep shade of red. He'd never been good at emotional stuff and this didn't help him any. He waited anxiously for a reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===&lt;br /&gt;===&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, he was too caught up in his own thoughts to register what his brother was saying, only aware of a slight humming sound drifting in from somewhere to penetrate his thoughts. Slowly, there were words, sentences, feelings. He paused then, trying to piece together what was being said, guess at what he'd already missed. And then, there it was. One sentence caught his attention above all the rest, causing him to sit up on the bed, staring incredulously at his older sibling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;".....Replaced.....?" the word came out slowly, as if something foreign and bitter in his mouth, "Brother... What..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He hadn't even thought of it from that perspective before, had been avoiding it, really. Replaced... Is that what he was doing? Was he trying to replace his brother? No, no, he could never.... But then what was there to explain his actions? What made him cling so childishly to these other people, made him trust them enough to tell them all the things that he was here to say but couldn't? No, maybe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He shook his head, at a loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You could never be replaced, Brother....." his mind fumbled for something more to say, something to reassure the boy standing across from him who was looking so suddenly troubled, "......I just.... Don't know what to do....."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===&lt;br /&gt;===&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edward looked up at his brother, confusion registering on his face. Not replaced. Then what? How could his brother not know what to do? Was he really that different?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't know what to do about what, Al?" Edward asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was relieved at the same time knowing that he wasn't being replaced, but then why didn't his brother tell him anything anymore? Why was he always with other people? What made him so different then them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===&lt;br /&gt;===&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alphonse sighed, averting his eyes from the quizzical golden gaze that was threatening to take his voice from him entirely. This was too hard. Was he making it too hard? There had to be something fundamentally wrong with the whole picture. This was his brother, the one who had loved him, accepted him, protected him.... So why couldn't he find the words to say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is wrong, 'Niisan...." he said finally, softly, never removing his gaze from the wall, not wanting to see the face of the one he'd come here to see, "All of this is just wrong."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He trailed off, knowing even before his vision blurred that the tears would come, turning his face farther away as he felt one slide warmly down his cheek. This was bad, and getting worse. It was all a mess. What was he doing? None of this should have happened. They were brothers, this was Ed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were brothers. He repeated the thought to himself again and again, almost outwardly cringing, yet still trying to gain enough of a hold on himself to continue speaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the words finally did come, they were broken and soft, "Why, 'Niisan? .......Why........"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He turned back, large grey eyes searching his brother's face for some sort of solace, some kind of answer, praying for a grin that would tell him it had all been a joke, fearing a look of anger and disgust, hoping.... Hoping with all his heart that this was just another dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===&lt;br /&gt;===&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrong.....that word echoed in his brain as all other thought vanished from it. Wrong....his brother even said it was. Someone he'd loved as long as he could remember. Now he was wrong....even in his brother's eye. The only opinion that ever really mattered to him....the only...Edward turned his head away and stared at a spot on the wall. He wished he could be that spot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sorry Al..." were the only words he could manage to get out before that lump in his throat stole the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He closed his amber eyes and silently wished himself into nothingness, somewhere back beyond that gate where none of this was real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===&lt;br /&gt;===&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was aware of many things at that moment; the pounding of his heart, the tears sliding down his cheeks, his breath hitching in his throat, the fluttering in his stomach, the sweat on his palms..... But none of them were so vivid as the pain that he felt as his brother turned away from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear god, gods, goddesses..... What was he doing, what had he already done? His brother, so strong, able to survive the impossible.... Suddenly, that strength was gone. It hadn't been a monster to tear it down..... Or had it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was standing, wiping his eyes with his sleeve, and walking before the thought had even begun to form in his mind. His brother shouldn't look like this, act like this, sound like this. Not his brother. Not Ed. Not because of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each step was on autopilot, with multitudes of little voices screaming nonsense in the back of his mind. Threats, fears, damnation. Regardless, they all went unheard. He could not let this happen again, could not be the one to wound his brother. For all the scars, all the blood, bruises, and tears..... Always his fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Timidly, shaking, he wrapped his arms around his brother. This was wrong. Wrong. Wrong. Wrong. Of course it was..... But it was what he'd wanted for so long. His brother was here, he was warm, he was whole..... Even through his tears, Alphonse found himself smiling a little. He could feel him, his brother's still slightly damp hair leaving droplets of water on his shirt; he could smell him, an almost forgotten but still wonderfully familiar scent mixed with the clean smell of soap and shampoo. For a brief moment, he fancied having the ability to pause time, to stay there forever, to just be near....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this was wrong. Even if it was something normal, the thoughts and feelings attatched to the action were..... He was sure, painfully so, that this was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===&lt;br /&gt;===&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edward's eyes opened and widened as he felt his brother's arms wrap around him. Now he was dreaming, he had to be. He leaned his head back against his brother. His almost unfamiliar scent surrounded him. It was something he never thought he would smell again. The body pressed against his was solid, warm, and completely Alphonse. A serene smile graced his face as he closed his eyes and just enjoyed the moment, never wanting it to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He held on to any hope that this was real, not his mind playing him again, but reality. His brother was actually there. Holding him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===&lt;br /&gt;===&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrong. Wrong. Painfully wrong. All rational thought still screamed this at him, but at the moment the only thoughts focused in Alphonse's mind were on his brother. Another shudder, another flip of the stomach, things that were not normal when it was only your brother that was so near. But that thought was quickly pushed aside with a small frown. No, for now, this was right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was smiling. In just s simple gesture, somehow all had been made right with the world. Alphonse wasn't sure if he'd ever seen such a sight before -- most certainly not in recent years. Yet there was no mistaking it, he was smiling. Edward was smiling perhaps the only purely genuine smile to grace his lips in years. It was as if time really had stopped, the world rid of all evils.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was staring by now, he knew, and for that Alphonse was glad that his brother had closed his eyes again. For a brief moment, he was allowed to study that face, beautiful in its familiarity, yet still distressingly foreign. He looked almost like a cat, Al mused, almost laughing even as more tears began to retrace the tracks of their predecessors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"'Niisan..... Don't ever apologize to me again....."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===&lt;br /&gt;===&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edward opened his eyes and stared up at his brother. He reached up with his right hand and brushed the tears away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"As long as you promise not to cry anymore...."he replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comfort. Absolute peace. That's how he felt in his brother's arms. It was a feeling he never wanted to let go. A feeling he thought he'd never feel again if Al let him go now. He smiled slightly at his brother and waited for a reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===&lt;br /&gt;===&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grey eyes met golden, and there was a moment of silence before Alphonse smiled, still shaking, and responded, "I don't think either of those things will ever stop, Brother."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was true. As long as he could remember, his brother had always smiled in the face of trouble, shouldered everything on himself, taken all the blame so that no one else had to worry. Alphonse was the same, in a way, maybe even learning this trait from his brother over time. His brother never cried, and Alphonse knew that he was partly to blame for this, that Edward would never show weakness infront of his younger brother. And so Al had cried for him, for them both. As different as they seemed, they were still brothers, very much alike, and equaling out in eachother their faults.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brothers.... For the moment, that word held none of the previous negativity. Indeed, thinking back on it, he was glad. Without that connection, without each other, they'd be nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that bittersweet realization, however, came reality returning. He closed his eyes for a moment, regretting that time had begun once again, regretting the ache in his heart and the uneasiness in his stomach. He shuddered lightly again and looked away, slowly dropping his arms to his side, looking beaten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"......I'm sorry, Brother..... Please, don't think I hate you..... I don't. I could never. .......All I've wanted for as long as I can remember is to be able to be near you..... But... It's not right, is it? ......It can't be right.... Not the way I....... Not the way it should be....." the tears had stopped by now, but his voice was still hoarse, failing, ".......I don't know what to do......"&lt;/small&gt;</content>
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    <title>Oh, the things we do for love....</title>
    <published>2006-05-12T18:05:21Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-17T02:44:34Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Shiina Ringo - Yami Ni Ame Furu</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So I get bored.... And when I get bored, I force it upon my characters to amuse me. In doing so, We've ended up with a rather amusing set of surveys..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two of the names mentioned may be a bit odd to those of you who don't RP with me (Roku, and Edward Heiderich). I'll explain it in a note at the end. Also, the people these surveys are about (Ed Elric, Winry, and Roku) all live with Michi, so tese were kinda done as much to amuse her as myself... Each of mine (Al Elric, Al Heiderich, Ed Heiderich) had to do one for each of hers, so... Even if you ignore the ones that are RP-centric, the other ones (Al Elric x Ed Elric, Al Elric x Winry, Al Heiderich x Ed Elric, Al Heiderich x Winry) are pretty amusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com/S58502/Do_u_love_him/her.html"&gt;The Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;======&lt;br /&gt;ARU / EDO&lt;br /&gt;======&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Do u love him/her&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;About that special someone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Name?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Ed &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;How long have u known them?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;All My Life &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;How do u know them?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;My Brother &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What makes u smile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do they make u smile a lot?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Yes. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What do they do to make u smile:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;It's hard to describe... He's just... Ed. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do u find yourself smiling for no reason other than u were thinking of them:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Sometimes, yes. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cute little things&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Whats one thing that they do that u think is cute?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;He pouts like a kid.  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Whats the sweetest thing this person has done for u/or for someone else?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;He gave up everything for me. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;When they look at u do u blush?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Sometimes, I think. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do they blush?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;He does now.... &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you think...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;you will be together for a while?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Hopefully forever. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;You will love each other, or do u already?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I... I know we love each other, just.... How? &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;are they "The One":&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;*blushes* &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have they ever&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Taken care of u when u were sick?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;When I was little, yeah. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Bought u something bcos they wanted to not bcos u asked:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Usually when he's guilty. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Kissed u on the forehead/cheek/shoulder/ect just bcos they care:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;O///O ....when we were kids.... &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Are they&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;open to u:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;No. But I wish he was. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;still feeling akward around ur parents:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Um... *coughs* &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;still a little shy around u?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Didn't use to be, but now.... &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Drama&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Have u been in that first big argument yet?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I think so.... &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;if yes, how did u work thru it?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Winry made us talk, finally. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do u argue (not fight) on a regular basis:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Yeah, I guess.... &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;what usually ends up happening towards the end of the argument:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I manage to talk some sense into him and calm him down. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Who usually wins? why do u think that is?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I do! ^_^;; -- Probably because... Um... I'm sensible? o.o;; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;feelings&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;are u Happy your in this relationship?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Kind of. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;have u ever thought it wouldnt work out? why?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Yes. We're Brothers. x///x &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do u think they feel for u the same as u feel for them?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I.. He said... I don't know. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;have u ever been in love before?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I think so. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;do u think ur in love now?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I know so. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;the end&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;do u think it will end?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I hope not, but I'm always scared it will. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Would u still care for him/her if it did?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Of course! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;what would the reason for it ending be?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;He found someone else. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;what if they cheated but they told u about it... what would u do?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I... Would be very hurt. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;what if they lied to u?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;He usually does, to protect me. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;do u think this person would ever hurt u like that?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Probably, unintentionally. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;would u ever hurt them like that?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I..... .... May already have. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com/S58502/Do_u_love_him/her.html" title="Do u love him/her"&gt;Take this survey&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com/surveys" title="Bzoink Surveys"&gt;Find more surveys&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've been totally &lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com" title="Bzoink"&gt;Bzoink*d&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;======&lt;br /&gt;ARU / WIN&lt;br /&gt;======&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Do u love him/her&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;About that special someone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Name?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Winry &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;How long have u known them?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Almost all my life. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;How do u know them?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Literally the girl next door. ^_^ &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What makes u smile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do they make u smile a lot?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Yes. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What do they do to make u smile:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Um.... She's Winry? ^^;; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do u find yourself smiling for no reason other than u were thinking of them:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Yeah. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cute little things&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Whats one thing that they do that u think is cute?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;When she gets so happy about her work. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Whats the sweetest thing this person has done for u/or for someone else?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;She helped my brother with his automail. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;When they look at u do u blush?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Sometimes. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do they blush?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I don't know. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you think...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;you will be together for a while?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I hope so. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;You will love each other, or do u already?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Erm... &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;are they "The One":&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;*fidgets* &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have they ever&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Taken care of u when u were sick?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I remember her coming over and trying to play nurse a few times.... &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Bought u something bcos they wanted to not bcos u asked:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I think so. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Kissed u on the forehead/cheek/shoulder/ect just bcos they care:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Yeah. *blush* &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Are they&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;open to u:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Most of the time, yeah. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;still feeling akward around ur parents:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;...... ...... *coughs* &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;still a little shy around u?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I don't think so. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Drama&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Have u been in that first big argument yet?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I usually just get scolded. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;if yes, how did u work thru it?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Stay quiet and nod, avoid the wrench. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do u argue (not fight) on a regular basis:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Not at all. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;what usually ends up happening towards the end of the argument:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;A wrench-smack. x_x;; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Who usually wins? why do u think that is?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Winry -- She's the only one left conscious. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;feelings&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;are u Happy your in this relationship?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Yeah. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;have u ever thought it wouldnt work out? why?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Maybe.... Because she'd get tired of waiting. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do u think they feel for u the same as u feel for them?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Maybe, it depends. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;have u ever been in love before?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Yes. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;do u think ur in love now?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I.... Don't know. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;the end&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;do u think it will end?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Hopefully not for a long time. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Would u still care for him/her if it did?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Of course! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;what would the reason for it ending be?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;She'd get tired ofdealing with everything. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;what if they cheated but they told u about it... what would u do?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I'd be upset. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;what if they lied to u?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Depends on what the lie was for. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;do u think this person would ever hurt u like that?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;No. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;would u ever hurt them like that?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;If I have, I'm sorry. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com/S58502/Do_u_love_him/her.html" title="Do u love him/her"&gt;Take this survey&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com/surveys" title="Bzoink Surveys"&gt;Find more surveys&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've been totally &lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com" title="Bzoink"&gt;Bzoink*d&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;======&lt;br /&gt;ARU / ROKU&lt;br /&gt;======&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Do u love him/her&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;About that special someone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Name?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Roku &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;How long have u known them?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;About.... Six months? &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;How do u know them?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;She liked trashcans? ^^;; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What makes u smile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do they make u smile a lot?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Yes. ^_^ &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What do they do to make u smile:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;She's cute and funny and a kitty. &amp;lt;3 &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do u find yourself smiling for no reason other than u were thinking of them:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Sometimes. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cute little things&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Whats one thing that they do that u think is cute?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Turns into a kitten! &amp;lt;3 &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Whats the sweetest thing this person has done for u/or for someone else?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Tries to help me even if it doesn't help her. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;When they look at u do u blush?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Not sure. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do they blush?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Alot of the time, yes. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you think...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;you will be together for a while?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Hopefully. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;You will love each other, or do u already?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;..... ...... ....... *fidgets* &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;are they "The One":&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Um.... &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have they ever&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Taken care of u when u were sick?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Yes! She brought me soup. ^_^ &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Bought u something bcos they wanted to not bcos u asked:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Yeah. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Kissed u on the forehead/cheek/shoulder/ect just bcos they care:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Um.... Yes. *blushes* &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Are they&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;open to u:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Sometimes overly so.  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;still feeling akward around ur parents:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;*cough* &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;still a little shy around u?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Sometimes. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Drama&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Have u been in that first big argument yet?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;No. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;if yes, how did u work thru it?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;We usually get along. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do u argue (not fight) on a regular basis:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Maybe jokingly. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;what usually ends up happening towards the end of the argument:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Things are back to normal? &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Who usually wins? why do u think that is?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I think it's even -- We just get along well. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;feelings&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;are u Happy your in this relationship?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Yeah. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;have u ever thought it wouldnt work out? why?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Yes... ..... ..... Because.... ..... *looks away* &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do u think they feel for u the same as u feel for them?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I don't know. I know she likes me alot. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;have u ever been in love before?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Yes. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;do u think ur in love now?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;O///O;;; ......Um.... &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;the end&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;do u think it will end?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Maybe. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Would u still care for him/her if it did?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Yes. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;what would the reason for it ending be?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;She'd find someone more important, who would be better for her. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;what if they cheated but they told u about it... what would u do?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;She kind of.. Has.... &amp;gt;&amp;gt;;; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;what if they lied to u?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;She kind of has... &amp;gt;&amp;gt;;;; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;do u think this person would ever hurt u like that?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Not intentionally, no. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;would u ever hurt them like that?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I don't know. I hope not. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com/S58502/Do_u_love_him/her.html" title="Do u love him/her"&gt;Take this survey&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com/surveys" title="Bzoink Surveys"&gt;Find more surveys&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've been totally &lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com" title="Bzoink"&gt;Bzoink*d&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;======&lt;br /&gt;HEID / EDO&lt;br /&gt;======&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Do u love him/her&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;About that special someone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Name?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Edward &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;How long have u known them?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Here, or in Munich? &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;How do u know them?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I lived with an alternate version of him for awhile. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What makes u smile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do they make u smile a lot?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;He did. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What do they do to make u smile:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I don't know... He was Edward. *smiles* &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do u find yourself smiling for no reason other than u were thinking of them:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Yes. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cute little things&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Whats one thing that they do that u think is cute?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;He acts like a cat. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Whats the sweetest thing this person has done for u/or for someone else?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;He was really devoted to his younger brother. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;When they look at u do u blush?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I may have, sometimes.... &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do they blush?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Only when I caught him looking -- Probably because I reminded him of Al. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you think...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;you will be together for a while?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;We weren't, really... And even if it had stayed that way, I'm sick... &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;You will love each other, or do u already?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;..... O///O;;; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;are they "The One":&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Erwhat?? x///X;; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have they ever&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Taken care of u when u were sick?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I never told him how sick I was..... But he took care of me when I had the flu, I think. Though not well... &amp;gt;&amp;gt;;;; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Bought u something bcos they wanted to not bcos u asked:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Yes, but not gracefully. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Kissed u on the forehead/cheek/shoulder/ect just bcos they care:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;O/////O;;;;;; .......No. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Are they&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;open to u:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Couldn't have been more secretive. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;still feeling akward around ur parents:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;My parents died. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;still a little shy around u?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I don't think he ever really was... Guess I was too much like his brother for anything like that. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Drama&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Have u been in that first big argument yet?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Yes. We fought alot about his secretiveness, and his Father. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;if yes, how did u work thru it?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;We both went our separate ways for a few hours, cooled down, and eventually things were okay again. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do u argue (not fight) on a regular basis:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Mostly about work, science, and his aversion to dairy.  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;what usually ends up happening towards the end of the argument:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;He gets flustered, clams up, and pouts like a pissy cat. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Who usually wins? why do u think that is?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I do -- Probably because I remind him of Al. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;feelings&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;are u Happy your in this relationship?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I was, yeah. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;have u ever thought it wouldnt work out? why?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Yes. He wanted to go home, and I was sick... &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do u think they feel for u the same as u feel for them?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I guess I'll never know, huh? &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;have u ever been in love before?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Not sure.... &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;do u think ur in love now?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;*coughs up lung* X////X;;;;; ...... ......? &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;the end&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;do u think it will end?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I think it already did. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Would u still care for him/her if it did?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I do. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;what would the reason for it ending be?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I'd die, he'd find his brother and be happy ever after. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;what if they cheated but they told u about it... what would u do?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I'd be hurt, but probably have expected it. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;what if they lied to u?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I'm beginning to think he always did. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;do u think this person would ever hurt u like that?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I don't think he realized it hurt. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;would u ever hurt them like that?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;No..... But I didn't tell him I was sick, so maybe I did. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com/S58502/Do_u_love_him/her.html" title="Do u love him/her"&gt;Take this survey&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com/surveys" title="Bzoink Surveys"&gt;Find more surveys&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've been totally &lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com" title="Bzoink"&gt;Bzoink*d&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;======&lt;br /&gt;HEID / WIN&lt;br /&gt;======&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Do u love him/her&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;About that special someone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Name?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Winry &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;How long have u known them?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Maybe six months? &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;How do u know them?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Introduced through a common love for machinery? &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What makes u smile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do they make u smile a lot?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;...Yes. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What do they do to make u smile:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;She's smart, and pretty, and good with mechanics. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do u find yourself smiling for no reason other than u were thinking of them:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;....Yes. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cute little things&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Whats one thing that they do that u think is cute?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;When she's really excited, she does this little dance/squeal thing... ^_^;; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Whats the sweetest thing this person has done for u/or for someone else?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;She helped Edward all those years.... &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;When they look at u do u blush?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Unfortunately, yes. x_x;; ...All the time. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do they blush?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I don't think so. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you think...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;you will be together for a while?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I probably annoy her. ^_^;; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;You will love each other, or do u already?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;....... ..... *blushes* &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;are they "The One":&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;*blushes MORE* &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have they ever&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Taken care of u when u were sick?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;No. I usually hide out when it gets too bad. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Bought u something bcos they wanted to not bcos u asked:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Not yet, I'd rather buy something for her. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Kissed u on the forehead/cheek/shoulder/ect just bcos they care:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;*blush* No... &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Are they&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;open to u:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I guess... We talk alot while working. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;still feeling akward around ur parents:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;My parents died. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;still a little shy around u?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I don't know if she -can- be shy.... ^^;; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Drama&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Have u been in that first big argument yet?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Nope. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;if yes, how did u work thru it?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I suppose we'd talk? &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do u argue (not fight) on a regular basis:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Only about schematics. ^_^;; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;what usually ends up happening towards the end of the argument:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I'm guessing I'd get clocked with a wrench. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Who usually wins? why do u think that is?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;She may. -- I'm told she can get violent. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;feelings&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;are u Happy your in this relationship?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Yes. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;have u ever thought it wouldnt work out? why?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Yeah. I don't think I stand a chance against some of the others. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do u think they feel for u the same as u feel for them?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Probably not. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;have u ever been in love before?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;........Maybe. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;do u think ur in love now?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;*blushes* ....I don't know. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;the end&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;do u think it will end?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Probably. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Would u still care for him/her if it did?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Yes. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;what would the reason for it ending be?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;She'd get annoyed with me, or date someone else. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;what if they cheated but they told u about it... what would u do?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;It would upset me, I guess. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;what if they lied to u?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I'd be hurt, but I'm sure there'd be a reason for it. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;do u think this person would ever hurt u like that?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I don't know. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;would u ever hurt them like that?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I'd try not to. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com/S58502/Do_u_love_him/her.html" title="Do u love him/her"&gt;Take this survey&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com/surveys" title="Bzoink Surveys"&gt;Find more surveys&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've been totally &lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com" title="Bzoink"&gt;Bzoink*d&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;======&lt;br /&gt;HEID / ROKU&lt;br /&gt;======&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Do u love him/her&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;About that special someone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Name?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Roku &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;How long have u known them?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;A few months. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;How do u know them?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Met her though Alphonse. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What makes u smile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do they make u smile a lot?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I guess. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What do they do to make u smile:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;She's cute, and really nice. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do u find yourself smiling for no reason other than u were thinking of them:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Maybe sometimes. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cute little things&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Whats one thing that they do that u think is cute?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I think she may be cuteness incarnate. o_o;; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Whats the sweetest thing this person has done for u/or for someone else?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Almost everything she does. o_O;; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;When they look at u do u blush?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Not really. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do they blush?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Maybe? &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you think...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;you will be together for a while?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;She told us all we'd never get rid of her. ^_^;; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;You will love each other, or do u already?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Um....  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;are they "The One":&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;...... ....... ........ &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have they ever&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Taken care of u when u were sick?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I don't think so, but I know she probably would. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Bought u something bcos they wanted to not bcos u asked:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Not yet. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Kissed u on the forehead/cheek/shoulder/ect just bcos they care:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;She may have..... o///o;; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Are they&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;open to u:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Overly so. &amp;gt;&amp;gt;;; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;still feeling akward around ur parents:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;My parents died. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;still a little shy around u?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Sometimes. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Drama&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Have u been in that first big argument yet?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;No. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;if yes, how did u work thru it?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;We usually get along. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do u argue (not fight) on a regular basis:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Not at all. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;what usually ends up happening towards the end of the argument:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;We'd probably just laugh it off and go get ice cream.  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Who usually wins? why do u think that is?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I think it'd be pretty even. --- We get along alright. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;feelings&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;are u Happy your in this relationship?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I think so, yes. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;have u ever thought it wouldnt work out? why?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Um... Yes..... &amp;gt;&amp;gt;;;; ....I'm sick, and she seems to like alot of people. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do u think they feel for u the same as u feel for them?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Probably not. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;have u ever been in love before?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;...I think so. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;do u think ur in love now?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;..... ........ ......... &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;the end&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;do u think it will end?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Don't know. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Would u still care for him/her if it did?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Yes. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;what would the reason for it ending be?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I'd die, or she'd date other people. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;what if they cheated but they told u about it... what would u do?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I'd pretty much expect it, considering. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;what if they lied to u?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I doubt she would. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;do u think this person would ever hurt u like that?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Not meaning to, no. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;would u ever hurt them like that?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;....I don't know. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com/S58502/Do_u_love_him/her.html" title="Do u love him/her"&gt;Take this survey&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com/surveys" title="Bzoink Surveys"&gt;Find more surveys&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've been totally &lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com" title="Bzoink"&gt;Bzoink*d&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;======&lt;br /&gt;ED / EDO&lt;br /&gt;======&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Do u love him/her&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;About that special someone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Name?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Ed &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;How long have u known them?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Only by association. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;How do u know them?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;My reflection, yo. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What makes u smile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do they make u smile a lot?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Erm... No idea. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What do they do to make u smile:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Be my reflection? XD;; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do u find yourself smiling for no reason other than u were thinking of them:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Uhm... &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cute little things&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Whats one thing that they do that u think is cute?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Spaz out like a little kid.  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Whats the sweetest thing this person has done for u/or for someone else?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Took care of my little brother. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;When they look at u do u blush?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I dunno.. I may. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do they blush?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I could make it happen. *grins* &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you think...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;you will be together for a while?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Seems inevitable, at this point. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;You will love each other, or do u already?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;UHM... &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;are they "The One":&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Ahahaha.... Masturbation? ^^;; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have they ever&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Taken care of u when u were sick?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Nah, I don't get sick, I'm god. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Bought u something bcos they wanted to not bcos u asked:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;No, but presents are always welcome. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Kissed u on the forehead/cheek/shoulder/ect just bcos they care:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;o_O;;; ...None. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Are they&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;open to u:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Doubt it. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;still feeling akward around ur parents:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;They're dead. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;still a little shy around u?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Probably, since we haven't really met yet. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Drama&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Have u been in that first big argument yet?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Nah, but there will be one. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;if yes, how did u work thru it?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;We'd make out. XD;; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do u argue (not fight) on a regular basis:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I bet we would. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;what usually ends up happening towards the end of the argument:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;MAKEUP SEX!! XD;;; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Who usually wins? why do u think that is?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Me, because I'm taller. &amp;lt;3 &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;feelings&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;are u Happy your in this relationship?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Eh... &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;have u ever thought it wouldnt work out? why?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Yes. Dude, it's ME... &amp;gt;&amp;gt;;; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do u think they feel for u the same as u feel for them?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Oh yes, oh, oh baby.. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;have u ever been in love before?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Maybe... &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;do u think ur in love now?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Dude, do I look narcissistic to you? I think so...  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;the end&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;do u think it will end?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Nah, I love myself....  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Would u still care for him/her if it did?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Eh.... &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;what would the reason for it ending be?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;We'd kill each other. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;what if they cheated but they told u about it... what would u do?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Bitchslap. Tie him up and punnish him. *grins* &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;what if they lied to u?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I'd know. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;do u think this person would ever hurt u like that?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Maybe, that lying little whore.... *laughs*  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;would u ever hurt them like that?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Not like that, but in funner ways, hell yeah. *smirks* &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com/S58502/Do_u_love_him/her.html" title="Do u love him/her"&gt;Take this survey&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com/surveys" title="Bzoink Surveys"&gt;Find more surveys&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've been totally &lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com" title="Bzoink"&gt;Bzoink*d&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;======&lt;br /&gt;ED / WIN&lt;br /&gt;======&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Do u love him/her&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;About that special someone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Name?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Winry &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;How long have u known them?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Sadly, not long enough. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;How do u know them?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I'm her stalker, baby. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What makes u smile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do they make u smile a lot?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Yes. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What do they do to make u smile:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Dude.. HOTTNESS. All over. Love that girl. O_O;; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do u find yourself smiling for no reason other than u were thinking of them:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;All the time... Mmm... &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cute little things&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Whats one thing that they do that u think is cute?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Everything? &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Whats the sweetest thing this person has done for u/or for someone else?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;She's nice to my brother. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;When they look at u do u blush?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Nah. Maybe sometimes. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do they blush?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I'd love it if she did. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you think...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;you will be together for a while?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Dude... I'm her stalker. &amp;gt;&amp;gt;;; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;You will love each other, or do u already?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Oh yes, the love is so deep!! Even if she doesn't know it yet...  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;are they "The One":&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Maybe... *grins* &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have they ever&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Taken care of u when u were sick?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Nope, but I'd get sick just so she could. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Bought u something bcos they wanted to not bcos u asked:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;No. I'd rather buy her things, anyway. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Kissed u on the forehead/cheek/shoulder/ect just bcos they care:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;O///O;; I wish.... &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Are they&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;open to u:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Heh... Open.. *laughs* &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;still feeling akward around ur parents:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;They're dead. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;still a little shy around u?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Probably scared of me after reading all this. ^_^;; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Drama&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Have u been in that first big argument yet?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Nah. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;if yes, how did u work thru it?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I'm just so charming.... &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do u argue (not fight) on a regular basis:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I'd try not to. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;what usually ends up happening towards the end of the argument:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I've heard she uses that wrench quite well... &amp;gt;&amp;gt;;; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Who usually wins? why do u think that is?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Her. -- I'd want her on top. XD;; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;feelings&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;are u Happy your in this relationship?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Not really... She doesn't know me that well... ;__; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;have u ever thought it wouldnt work out? why?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Yeah. I'll probably freak her out with this. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do u think they feel for u the same as u feel for them?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Nah, I wish. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;have u ever been in love before?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Probably. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;do u think ur in love now?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Of course. *grins* &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;the end&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;do u think it will end?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Probably before it starts. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Would u still care for him/her if it did?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;She can't get rid of me. @_@ &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;what would the reason for it ending be?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Dude, I'm making myself sound like a freaky stalker. XD;; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;what if they cheated but they told u about it... what would u do?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I'd cry. ;__; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;what if they lied to u?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I'd blissfully believe it. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;do u think this person would ever hurt u like that?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Nah, our love is too strong. *laughs* &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;would u ever hurt them like that?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Of cousre not! What do you take me for? &amp;gt;&amp;gt;;; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com/S58502/Do_u_love_him/her.html" title="Do u love him/her"&gt;Take this survey&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com/surveys" title="Bzoink Surveys"&gt;Find more surveys&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've been totally &lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com" title="Bzoink"&gt;Bzoink*d&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;======&lt;br /&gt;ED / ROKU&lt;br /&gt;======&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Do u love him/her&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;About that special someone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Name?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Roku &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;How long have u known them?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Only a little while. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;How do u know them?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;She's my fangirl. *grins* &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What makes u smile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do they make u smile a lot?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Yeah. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What do they do to make u smile:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;She's a cuddly little kiiboo. &amp;lt;3 &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do u find yourself smiling for no reason other than u were thinking of them:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I guess... &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cute little things&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Whats one thing that they do that u think is cute?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Everything? o_O;; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Whats the sweetest thing this person has done for u/or for someone else?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Made out with me as a boy... XD;;; .... No, totally kidding. X_X;; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;When they look at u do u blush?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Nah.  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do they blush?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Of course. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you think...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;you will be together for a while?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Yeah. ^_^ &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;You will love each other, or do u already?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Love, lust, what have you...  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;are they "The One":&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;One of many.... &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have they ever&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Taken care of u when u were sick?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I feel like I should get sick just to see... &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Bought u something bcos they wanted to not bcos u asked:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Not yet... &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Kissed u on the forehead/cheek/shoulder/ect just bcos they care:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Yes. *grins* I feel so loved. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Are they&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;open to u:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;O///O;; Sometimes freakishly so... &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;still feeling akward around ur parents:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;They're dead. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;still a little shy around u?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Can she ever be shy? o_O;; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Drama&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Have u been in that first big argument yet?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Nope. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;if yes, how did u work thru it?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Hot makout party. XD;; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do u argue (not fight) on a regular basis:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Nah, just teasing. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;what usually ends up happening towards the end of the argument:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Somebody laughs. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Who usually wins? why do u think that is?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Me. -- Because I'm just that cool. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;feelings&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;are u Happy your in this relationship?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Yeah. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;have u ever thought it wouldnt work out? why?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Nah. Because I said so. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do u think they feel for u the same as u feel for them?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Eh... Who knows? &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;have u ever been in love before?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Maybe... &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;do u think ur in love now?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I dunno. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;the end&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;do u think it will end?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Never. ^_^ &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Would u still care for him/her if it did?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Eh... &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;what would the reason for it ending be?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;The world exploding. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;what if they cheated but they told u about it... what would u do?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Ask to be invited next time? o_o;; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;what if they lied to u?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;People don't lie to me. I'm psychic. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;do u think this person would ever hurt u like that?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Nah, I'm just too lovable. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;would u ever hurt them like that?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Of course not.... 9_9;; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com/S58502/Do_u_love_him/her.html" title="Do u love him/her"&gt;Take this survey&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com/surveys" title="Bzoink Surveys"&gt;Find more surveys&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've been totally &lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com" title="Bzoink"&gt;Bzoink*d&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;======&lt;br /&gt;======&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Note: Explanations on characters.... &lt;b&gt;Ed Heiderich&lt;/b&gt; spawned from my curiosity about the boy Ed killed with the zeppelin in the end of the series, the fact that I loved Truth from the manga, and the what if question "If Truth got Ed's arm and leg, what happens when Ed gives a whole body? What if there was a ToukaKoukan between this other boy and Truth, an exchange of a body for a life?" -- So we basically have the exchange that Ed-boy gets to keep his life if he shares his body with Truth. The last name of "Heiderich" for this boy came from an idea in &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_kalikamaxwell' lj:user='kalikamaxwell' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://kalikamaxwell.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://kalikamaxwell.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;kalikamaxwell&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'s story 'Brothers', in which the boy who died was actually Al Heiderich's older brother, thus furthering the parallell between the two worlds. That, and I was just too lazy to find him a new last name. XD;;; ------ Now, as for &lt;b&gt;Roku&lt;/b&gt;... That one's totally Michi's fault, and totally confusing. Long story short, she's a little catgirl that was a fan of the show, and Al Elric in general. She ended up talking to him on the phone once, and totally embarrassing herself when she said her favorite character was that "trashcan guy"... Of course, when she found out she was talking to AL, and that he had his body back, she was quite embarrassed. Then she developed a crush, and since Al's too nice to tell anyone to go away, they kept talking and becamse friends. Now, through Al, she's met most of the other cast, and seems to have a crush on Both sets of Eds and Als... x_X;;;]</content>
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    <title>The Truth Is... [The End of the World is Also the Beginning] --- Parts 4-7</title>
    <published>2006-05-04T06:59:17Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-04T06:59:17Z</updated>
    <lj:music>TV in BG</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; The Truth Is... [The End of the World is Also the Beginning]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Authors:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_al_x_kitty' lj:user='al_x_kitty' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://al-x-kitty.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://al-x-kitty.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;al_x_kitty&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, Michi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating:&lt;/b&gt; ?PG? (not sure yet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Genre:&lt;/b&gt; ?Romance/Angst? (not sure yet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pairing:&lt;/b&gt; Elricest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Warning:&lt;/b&gt; WIP, everything subject to change, or not get finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Earlier:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://al-x-kitty.livejournal.com/1007.html"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://al-x-kitty.livejournal.com/1299.html"&gt;2-3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edward took in the boy standing before him. He looked like his brother, but Edward knew there was many differences since they were younger. Both of them had been forced to grow up before they should have had to, neither got to experience the full joys of childhood before fate and circumstance ripped them from their innocence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alphonse looked fidgety and just as nervous as he did. How could two brothers as close as they had been act like almost perfect strangers meeting for the first time. It almost seemed like a cruel joke someone had played on the boys. Almost like someone set them up, told them 'here you are, be together…then we’re going to mess with you and make it so no matter what things will always be awkward…UNLESS you find out a way, some reason or trick to fixing it.' It was almost funny if you thought about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edward smelled the air slightly, his nose picking up an unfamiliar smell from the almost unfamiliar boy in front of him. It was almost as if Alphonse was wearing Havoc’s clothing. Or…maybe…no it couldn’t be. He noted the almost vacant look behind his brother’s seemingly innocent gaze, wishing that somehow he could replace the innocence fate took prematurely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost holding his breath he waited for some sort of response, something to tell him that it really was Alphonse standing in front of him and not just some apparition pretending to be his brother. He silently urged his brother to say something, do something, anything that would bring the familiarity he sought back to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Niisan..” came an almost too faint to hear statement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edward let out the breath he held wondering for a brief moment if his brother was even standing there and it wasn’t just his sleep deprived mind playing tricks on him. Shaking it off mentally, he smiled a bit and opened the door wider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Excuse the clutter…You can come in if you want.” Edward said, but silently screamed, ‘Please come in….’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edward resigned himself to allowing the hopeful delusion, or maybe, by someone's grace, reality to take over and give him a chance to speak with his brother. He just prayed that this was not a dream or an insomnia induced delusion, and that his brother was really there. Because sleep deprivation and the many blows to the head he’d received from an enraged Winry with her wrench could very well be the cause of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===&lt;br /&gt;===&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His own words had been so quiet, quieter than he'd intended them. Wondering to himself exactly how it was possible for his vochal chords to fail so miserably, he frowned inwardly at himself. Then, he heard it again. A voice he's heard so often in the past, so recently in the present but from another's lips, a voice that had always equated warmth, life, happiness to him. A voice that now, for a reason he didn't dare think of until the time came to voice it, made him unbelievably uncomfortable. More and more, he was a stranger to himself. It had been so long..... So long since anything had been right that he wasn't sure what right was, whether it even existed, or if he'd twisted things too far in his mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You can come in if you want."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though he'd been waiting for an invitation, one that he wouldn't have needed in the past, these words now seemed akin to a threat to him. Yes. Come inside. Let the world break apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was hard to keep control of himself, hard not to just throw himself at his brother and cry. Cry for what? He wasn't sure, yet he was. So many reasons, some dating back longer than he could fathom. Yes he managed somehow to keep himself in check, to smile that sweet smile at his brother, to step over the threshold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The room was a bit messy, thankfully. A previous Alphonse would have scolded his brother for it and wished that his sibling could learn to be more tidy, but now he welcomed the sight as it gave him something else to focus on. This was his brother's room. This was his brother, laying all over the floor, embodied in discarded laundry and books and miscellaneous objects. It was all familiar things, yet they bore an almost ominous feel. It's the same. Nothing's the same. We're the Elric Brothers. Forever and always. Brothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He felt a twinge of repressed guilt over that last thought, reminding himself of why he was here, and, closing his eyes, he sighed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"'Niisan...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still the only word he could say. One of the fist words he'd ever learned, and definately the one most used in his vocabulary. It had been said happily, sadly, angrily.... But now, coming out of this body that almost felt more hollow than the previous one, it just sounded tired, pained, not how he wanted to hear himself, and not how he wanted to feel. Things should be normal, but they weren't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===&lt;br /&gt;===&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The state of his room was embarrassing to say the least. He waited for the words of scolding he normally received in regards to things like this, but they would not come. It almost hurt, the familiar scolding was almost something that was looked forward to, but now it was lost in the void of unspoken words. Guilt washed over him for the mess and he coughed slightly out of embarrassment as he closed the door behind them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Placing one hand sheepishly behind his head he managed, “You can sit on the bed if you want, I don’t really have anywhere else you can sit…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The silence inbetween statements filled his mind with more doubts and fears than he wanted to acknowledge, let alone face. Why was it so hard just to talk to his own brother? His own flesh and blood?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One word: awkwardness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seemed almost like a fog that hung in the air, surrounding the brothers, being inhaled with every breath, absorbed into their skin like a virus or plague. Nothing seemed to penetrate the thick, almost choking essence that hung between the two. The smile on Alphonse’s face almost seemed to bring the reality of their plight into view. It seemed forced, unreal, painted on Alphonse’s doll-like face. It was almost if that’s what they were -- dolls, someone's play things to pick up and discard whenever they were bored. Like some sick and twisted author who was writing the biography of  their lives could no longer think of what to write, like they wanted so see how much pain, hurt, anger, guilt, anguish, and torture he could put the young boys through before they would crack. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That limit was approaching quickly, but what was to come of all of it? Edward’s own mind could not fathom what was next for them. Where would they go, would it be as brothers or strangers, friends or enemies, lovers or…? None of the questions could be answered by Edward alone, or even between the two of them. They might never be answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Niisan…”again pierced the silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah Al?” was his hesitant reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was that all his brother could say? ‘Niisan…’ it was almost like a curse, an evil word damning him to the forgotten realms of time and space. Like a bad record stuck on repeat, never to go forward, never to finish the song and dance that was set to repeat for eternity, constantly subjecting it’s dancers to the miseries that came with that song and section of music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===&lt;br /&gt;===&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had intended to just sit on the bed as had been offered, he really had, but as he stepped over random objects to reach his destination he found himself instead just flopping down on it with no will left to right himself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Brother, I..." he paused, staring up at the ceiling, at first trying to pick his words carefully, then giving up when no thought process seemed to work, ".....I can't do this."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He closed his eyes, throwing an arm across his face in the vain hope that maybe darkness could help to clear his mind. This was too much. It wasn't right for him to be so nervous, so closed off, not around the one who mattered most. He had to speak, he knew, but what it was that he was going to say... That was a mystery. So instead, he just spoke, hoping that eventually the words coming out would make sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Brother, we need to talk... I'm sorry. I didn't want this to happen. I didn't think.... I wasn't going to say anything, and then you did, and I have no idea......"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was talking so fast, so desperately, and he had no idea what it was he was really saying. He felt tired, sick, short of breath. He was doing something wrong, saying something wrong. Maybe even being here was wrong, but it didn't matter, because he couldn't leave now. He felt like crying, like screaming, like hitting something, like....  His mind wandered for a moment, and he colored a bit behind his arm, cringing slightly and biting his lip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was all too unreal. Too many things had happened in the course of a few months, and he was confused beyond belief. Even without the torrent of emotional and mental havoc, there was still the problem of getting used to everything else. He wasn't even sure of how he felt, he just knew that everything was wrong.&lt;/small&gt;</content>
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    <title>The Truth Is... [The End of the World is Also the Beginning]  --- Parts 2 &amp; 3</title>
    <published>2006-05-04T04:45:33Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-04T04:48:51Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Oh my god, it's actually continuing so far!! XD&lt;br /&gt;The Ed Pat in this is done by my fiance, and is at this point the best writing I've seen from her yet. This is good, because I was worried. &amp;gt;&amp;gt;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; The Truth Is... [The End of the World is Also the Beginning]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Authors:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_al_x_kitty' lj:user='al_x_kitty' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://al-x-kitty.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://al-x-kitty.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;al_x_kitty&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, Michi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating:&lt;/b&gt; ?PG? (not sure yet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Genre:&lt;/b&gt; ?Romance/Angst? (not sure yet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pairing:&lt;/b&gt; Elricest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Warning:&lt;/b&gt; WIP, everything subject to change, or not get finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Earlier:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://al-x-kitty.livejournal.com/1007.html"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edward Elric lay passed out on his bed for the first time in a few days. Something had kept him awake and caused the dark circles under his eyes to darken. Images kept flashing behind fluttering eyelids that startled him awake, again. He stared up at the ceiling tiredly, cursing himself for not being able to stay asleep. Why did he care if his brother seemed to like the Heid’s more? Why did he care if his brother traded something for his arm and leg back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frustrated he pounded his fist deep into his pillow and climbed out of bed. Wearing only a black tank top and black shorts he made his way into the bathroom and turned on a very warm shower. He waited for the water to heat up while staring at himself in the mirror. The boy that looked back at him almost bared no resemblance to what he used to see. He’d all but told his own brother that he liked him in a way that was less then brotherly. He knew deep down somehow he’d messed things up between them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those thoughts plaguing his mind he took off his clothes and climbed into the steaming shower. He almost pleaded with the water to wash away his mistakes and thoughts as it pounded down on his naked form. He leaned forward against the wall, allowing the heated water cascade down his back and down the drain. He imagined the water darkening like he felt his soul would reflect in color. Brown dirt, red blood, and blackness….as stupid as he felt it sounded he wished the water would actually take the pain and hurt away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His amber eyes stared down at the arm his brother had given something to get back for him. It almost seemed like a foreign object on him, like it was no longer his. It was like some gift he’d given to someone only to get it back again next Christmas. He stared at the arm in thought for so long the water was starting to run cold. Cursing he grabbed the shampoo and started washing his hair before the water could get frigid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He’d quickly finished his shower and stepped from the now ice cold water, shivering he grabbed a bath towel and began to dry off. Once he’d finished drying himself off Edward took a brush and slowly brushed out his knotted hair. He wrapped the towel around his waist and walked back into his room. He went over to the dresser and grabbed a pair of boxers, pants, and another black tank top. He pulled the clothes on but left his drying hair loose around his shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hadn’t helped, he thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again it never did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With an exasperated sigh he sprawled back out on the bed. He’d only laid back down for a few minutes when he heard a knock on his door. Looking slightly perturbed Edward slowly climbed off of his bed and made his way to the door. He looked out the peep hole and his eyes got wide. Alphonse?! Why was he there? Was he coming to tell him that he needed to get away from him? Was there something wrong with his health? His heart started to pound like it was going to explode from his chest as he unlocked the door. He took a deep breath and slowly opened the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hey Al…” he managed around the lump of fear in his throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===&lt;br /&gt;===&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alphonse knocked. Quietly? Perhaps too quietly, though it had seemed loud enough to echo through the halls, cutting through thoughts running too swiftly though a mind to be classified as coherent. What followed was silence. Standing there, he wrestled with himself over whether to knock again or bolt, almost choosing the latter and postponing the disaster that was sure to follow the door's opening for a later date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, by the time he had come to a solid decision, he was sure that he'd heard movement on the other side of the door. Some rustling, a sign that there was indeed someone beyond it. In another moment or so, the door opened, and he found himself facing his greatest fears, his reason for being, his older brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, he was unable to speak, perhaps not even fully registering that the image he was seeing was the present. The person who had answered the door, a boy still really, stood there, looking at him with a slightly worried expression painted on his tired face. Did he already know? He watched the blonde boy infront of him stand there, taking in every little detail to be had should this be the last time he had such a chance. He looked so tired.... Maybe this was his fault, too. He'd always been the cause of his brother's worry, always the cause of his pain. Even now that everything was supposed to be fixed, it wasn't. He was still tormenting his brother, after all these years. The thought, as it always had, made him sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He stood there for what may have been seconds, maybe minutes, but it felt like hours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey Al..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such simple words, spearing through the silence and shattering his reverie, almost causing him to jump. Yes, he was here, this was now. Suddenly, he felt even more uneasy knowing he was under his brother's gaze, though feeling so had seemed impossible to him moments before. He shuffled his feet, knowing that more silence would only make the situation more awkward, but any words he could say were refusing to exit him as he ordered. Finally, looking down towards the floor, he forced out the only word he could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"'Niisan...." The voice was quiet, tone soft and slightly plaintive. Part of him knew this was ridiculous, that after so many years, he shouldn't be so afraid of the only one that mattered, but damned if that part could convince the rest of him.&lt;/small&gt;</content>
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    <title>Backstory, of sorts?</title>
    <published>2006-05-03T22:42:39Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Eventually, things will get brought up, I know... So I figured it was smart enough just to post this now rather than wait for it.&lt;br /&gt;Before the RP story down there, some fun stuff happened. (kinda)&lt;br /&gt;This is what happens when I have two different messangers, and no one to talk to -- So I end up RPing with myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="maroon"&gt;+&amp;lt; touka/ \koukan &amp;gt;+   [{(-=|~*truth*~|=-)}]:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ...Hey there. *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="navy"&gt;&amp;lt;"....The truth is...."&amp;gt;   -=*??+.Aru.+??*=-:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ....Um? o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="maroon"&gt;+&amp;lt; touka/ \koukan &amp;gt;+   [{(-=|~*truth*~|=-)}]:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; How're you feeling, kid?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="navy"&gt;&amp;lt;"....The truth is...."&amp;gt;   -=*??+.Aru.+??*=-:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Alright, I guess. ...Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="maroon"&gt;+&amp;lt; touka/ \koukan &amp;gt;+   [{(-=|~*truth*~|=-)}]:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; *shrugs* Just wondering. ...You're not feeling tired, or dizzy, or anything, are you? *speculative look*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="navy"&gt;&amp;lt;"....The truth is...."&amp;gt;   -=*??+.Aru.+??*=-:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ....... No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="maroon"&gt;+&amp;lt; touka/ \koukan &amp;gt;+   [{(-=|~*truth*~|=-)}]:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Is that so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="navy"&gt;&amp;lt;"....The truth is...."&amp;gt;   -=*??+.Aru.+??*=-:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ..... ....... ....... A little bit, but it's normal, isnt' it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="maroon"&gt;+&amp;lt; touka/ \koukan &amp;gt;+   [{(-=|~*truth*~|=-)}]:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Oh, sure it is... Especially when you're unstable like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="navy"&gt;&amp;lt;"....The truth is...."&amp;gt;   -=*??+.Aru.+??*=-:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Un.... Stable......?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="maroon"&gt;+&amp;lt; touka/ \koukan &amp;gt;+   [{(-=|~*truth*~|=-)}]:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; *nods* You didn't think everything would be perfect, did you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="navy"&gt;&amp;lt;"....The truth is...."&amp;gt;   -=*??+.Aru.+??*=-:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; *blinks* Well.... I thought that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="maroon"&gt;+&amp;lt; touka/ \koukan &amp;gt;+   [{(-=|~*truth*~|=-)}]:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Nothing's perfect, kid.&lt;br /&gt; Which brings me to my next question....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="navy"&gt;&amp;lt;"....The truth is...."&amp;gt;   -=*??+.Aru.+??*=-:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="maroon"&gt;+&amp;lt; touka/ \koukan &amp;gt;+   [{(-=|~*truth*~|=-)}]:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Well.... Do you still want what you asked me for earlier?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="navy"&gt;&amp;lt;"....The truth is...."&amp;gt;   -=*??+.Aru.+??*=-:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; What I.... You mean 'Niisan's...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="maroon"&gt;+&amp;lt; touka/ \koukan &amp;gt;+   [{(-=|~*truth*~|=-)}]:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Yup.&lt;br /&gt; So, do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="navy"&gt;&amp;lt;"....The truth is...."&amp;gt;   -=*??+.Aru.+??*=-:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ....... .......... ....... &lt;br /&gt; yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="maroon"&gt;+&amp;lt; touka/ \koukan &amp;gt;+   [{(-=|~*truth*~|=-)}]:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ...I see. *grins*&lt;br /&gt; That's great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="navy"&gt;&amp;lt;"....The truth is...."&amp;gt;   -=*??+.Aru.+??*=-:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; .....What did you want in return?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="maroon"&gt;+&amp;lt; touka/ \koukan &amp;gt;+   [{(-=|~*truth*~|=-)}]:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ah! How nice, you cut right to the chase....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="navy"&gt;&amp;lt;"....The truth is...."&amp;gt;   -=*??+.Aru.+??*=-:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Just tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="maroon"&gt;+&amp;lt; touka/ \koukan &amp;gt;+   [{(-=|~*truth*~|=-)}]:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Hnn... Your brother seemed more than slightly concerned when I mentioned something about a deal to him....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="navy"&gt;&amp;lt;"....The truth is...."&amp;gt;   -=*??+.Aru.+??*=-:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 'Niisan? You didn't....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="maroon"&gt;+&amp;lt; touka/ \koukan &amp;gt;+   [{(-=|~*truth*~|=-)}]:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I didn't give any names, or what the deal was -- Of course, there's nothing worked out yet anyway, but there's no fun in telling him that -- I just said that there was already someone willing to make a trade for his limbs, and he assumed....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="navy"&gt;&amp;lt;"....The truth is...."&amp;gt;   -=*??+.Aru.+??*=-:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ........ ....... ..... Oh no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="maroon"&gt;+&amp;lt; touka/ \koukan &amp;gt;+   [{(-=|~*truth*~|=-)}]:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Oh yes, indeed.&lt;br /&gt; So I guess from now on we'll have to be secretive, or quick, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="navy"&gt;&amp;lt;"....The truth is...."&amp;gt;   -=*??+.Aru.+??*=-:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; *sighs* Poor 'Niisan.... I don't want him to worry.... Maybe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="maroon"&gt;+&amp;lt; touka/ \koukan &amp;gt;+   [{(-=|~*truth*~|=-)}]:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; You want to back out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="navy"&gt;&amp;lt;"....The truth is...."&amp;gt;   -=*??+.Aru.+??*=-:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ...Mn.... No. I owe him enough to do this, if the price isn't too steep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="maroon"&gt;+&amp;lt; touka/ \koukan &amp;gt;+   [{(-=|~*truth*~|=-)}]:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ah... Well, good.&lt;br /&gt; I'd hate for this little adventure to end so soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="navy"&gt;&amp;lt;"....The truth is...."&amp;gt;   -=*??+.Aru.+??*=-:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It won't... be dangerous... Will it?&lt;br /&gt; Because 'Niisan and Winry.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="maroon"&gt;+&amp;lt; touka/ \koukan &amp;gt;+   [{(-=|~*truth*~|=-)}]:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ahahaha~! What do you take me for?&lt;br /&gt; I'm not trying to start a war with a Wrench Toting Harpy or a Mini Bean, here.... I'm merely trying to make a deal.&lt;br /&gt; I know what I'm doing.&lt;br /&gt; Harming you won't get me anywhere. .....And besides, it's less fun to just make the trade that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="navy"&gt;&amp;lt;"....The truth is...."&amp;gt;   -=*??+.Aru.+??*=-:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ...So.... What did you want in exchange?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="maroon"&gt;+&amp;lt; touka/ \koukan &amp;gt;+   [{(-=|~*truth*~|=-)}]:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Well, that depends.... *smirks* How much are you willing to do for your brother?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="navy"&gt;&amp;lt;"....The truth is...."&amp;gt;   -=*??+.Aru.+??*=-:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="maroon"&gt;+&amp;lt; touka/ \koukan &amp;gt;+   [{(-=|~*truth*~|=-)}]:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; My! That answer was fast.&lt;br /&gt; Anything, hm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="navy"&gt;&amp;lt;"....The truth is...."&amp;gt;   -=*??+.Aru.+??*=-:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; *nods* .....I owe him my life, twice over, and then some.... There's nothing I wouldn't do for him. Even if it meant dying....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="maroon"&gt;+&amp;lt; touka/ \koukan &amp;gt;+   [{(-=|~*truth*~|=-)}]:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Dying? Really now, I'm not that cruel.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="navy"&gt;&amp;lt;"....The truth is...."&amp;gt;   -=*??+.Aru.+??*=-:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ........ .......... ........... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="maroon"&gt;+&amp;lt; touka/ \koukan &amp;gt;+   [{(-=|~*truth*~|=-)}]:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Oh, contrary to popular belief, I'm not.&lt;br /&gt; No, I have something non-life-threatening in mind, actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="navy"&gt;&amp;lt;"....The truth is...."&amp;gt;   -=*??+.Aru.+??*=-:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ....... .......... ..........I guess that's a relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="maroon"&gt;+&amp;lt; touka/ \koukan &amp;gt;+   [{(-=|~*truth*~|=-)}]:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; *raises eyebrow* You guess? I could always just make it a completely even trade, your limbs for his, you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="navy"&gt;&amp;lt;"....The truth is...."&amp;gt;   -=*??+.Aru.+??*=-:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; If that's what it takes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="maroon"&gt;+&amp;lt; touka/ \koukan &amp;gt;+   [{(-=|~*truth*~|=-)}]:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Well, too bad for you -- That's not it.&lt;br /&gt; Like I said, I don't want to harm you.... Permanently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="navy"&gt;&amp;lt;"....The truth is...."&amp;gt;   -=*??+.Aru.+??*=-:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ....... ....... ....... What do you mean by adding the 'permanently' on to it? o.o;;&lt;br /&gt; You're going to hurt me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="maroon"&gt;+&amp;lt; touka/ \koukan &amp;gt;+   [{(-=|~*truth*~|=-)}]:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; You said you'd do 'anything'..... Right? *smirks* That means 'anything', doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="navy"&gt;&amp;lt;"....The truth is...."&amp;gt;   -=*??+.Aru.+??*=-:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ....... ..... What do you mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="maroon"&gt;+&amp;lt; touka/ \koukan &amp;gt;+   [{(-=|~*truth*~|=-)}]:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I want your body, little Elric.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="navy"&gt;&amp;lt;"....The truth is...."&amp;gt;   -=*??+.Aru.+??*=-:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; My........ But I just got it back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="maroon"&gt;+&amp;lt; touka/ \koukan &amp;gt;+   [{(-=|~*truth*~|=-)}]:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; *smiles* No, not like I had it before.... This time..... I want it in a different way. *small smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="navy"&gt;&amp;lt;"....The truth is...."&amp;gt;   -=*??+.Aru.+??*=-:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; O__O;;; Excuse me??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="maroon"&gt;+&amp;lt; touka/ \koukan &amp;gt;+   [{(-=|~*truth*~|=-)}]:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Just what I said, I want you.&lt;br /&gt; Seems like a fair enough trade to me -- Actually, it's more than fair, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="navy"&gt;&amp;lt;"....The truth is...."&amp;gt;   -=*??+.Aru.+??*=-:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; .......I....... Are you saying that you want me to.....?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="maroon"&gt;+&amp;lt; touka/ \koukan &amp;gt;+   [{(-=|~*truth*~|=-)}]:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; If you're as perverted as the internet history says you are, then yes, I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="navy"&gt;&amp;lt;"....The truth is...."&amp;gt;   -=*??+.Aru.+??*=-:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ........... ............. ......... ..........What all is that going to entail?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="maroon"&gt;+&amp;lt; touka/ \koukan &amp;gt;+   [{(-=|~*truth*~|=-)}]:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; *amused* Not too much resistance, I like it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="navy"&gt;&amp;lt;"....The truth is...."&amp;gt;   -=*??+.Aru.+??*=-:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Please... Just tell me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="maroon"&gt;+&amp;lt; touka/ \koukan &amp;gt;+   [{(-=|~*truth*~|=-)}]:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I want you to give yourself to me, fully, for a few days, until I feel that I'm done with you. Is that alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="navy"&gt;&amp;lt;"....The truth is...."&amp;gt;   -=*??+.Aru.+??*=-:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Fully....? You mean like....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="maroon"&gt;+&amp;lt; touka/ \koukan &amp;gt;+   [{(-=|~*truth*~|=-)}]:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; You will be my property, and do everything I ask of you.&lt;br /&gt; Everything.&lt;br /&gt; Breaking of the agreement on your part in any way renders the entire bargain null and void.&lt;br /&gt; Disagreements?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="navy"&gt;&amp;lt;"....The truth is...."&amp;gt;   -=*??+.Aru.+??*=-:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ....... ......... ........ ........ No.&lt;br /&gt; I'm fine with it.&lt;br /&gt; Just promise me..... 'Niisan will be back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="maroon"&gt;+&amp;lt; touka/ \koukan &amp;gt;+   [{(-=|~*truth*~|=-)}]:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; *grins* Of course. Though I can't promise that I can do anything for your condition... But we'll see.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="navy"&gt;&amp;lt;"....The truth is...."&amp;gt;   -=*??+.Aru.+??*=-:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It's alright if you can't. I'm fine with that. I just want my brother to be okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="maroon"&gt;+&amp;lt; touka/ \koukan &amp;gt;+   [{(-=|~*truth*~|=-)}]:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; *nods* So long as there's no interference, everything should be just fine.&lt;br /&gt; So...... ToukaKoukan? (smiles, and out of nowhere a pice of paper appears in his hand, unfurling to reveal a contract)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="navy"&gt;&amp;lt;"....The truth is...."&amp;gt;   -=*??+.Aru.+??*=-:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ......... ......... .......... ......... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="maroon"&gt;+&amp;lt; touka/ \koukan &amp;gt;+   [{(-=|~*truth*~|=-)}]:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; (holds out a pen) .......If you want to back out, now's the last chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="navy"&gt;&amp;lt;"....The truth is...."&amp;gt;   -=*??+.Aru.+??*=-:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; .......... ......... ......... No. (takes the pen, signing the document next to his X ) .......I want to help my brother. I owe him this much....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="maroon"&gt;+&amp;lt; touka/ \koukan &amp;gt;+   [{(-=|~*truth*~|=-)}]:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; (his grin widens as he watches the younger Elric sign the paper, then takes it and the pen back from him) .........Lovely..... Could you..? (motions to the boy to turn around so that he can use him as a table to sign on -- when Alphonse does, he pulls the boy's shirt up over his back to sign the paper on bare skin) ........Alright..... Here..... We...... Go....... There! It's a deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="navy"&gt;&amp;lt;"....The truth is...."&amp;gt;   -=*??+.Aru.+??*=-:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; (Alphonse sighs as if he were expecting something terrible to happen -- no sooner had the sigh escaped his lips, the paper begins glowing with a bright light akin to the philosopher's stone, shrinking, and with another--more pained--gasp from Alphonse, it dissappears into the skin of the small of his back, leaving an alchemical seal) .....Ah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="maroon"&gt;+&amp;lt; touka/ \koukan &amp;gt;+   [{(-=|~*truth*~|=-)}]:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Oh.... Did I forget to mention that there might be a slight burning sensation? I'm sorry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="navy"&gt;&amp;lt;"....The truth is...."&amp;gt;   -=*??+.Aru.+??*=-:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; (breathing heavily, falls to his knees on the floor) ........It's.... I'm fine.....  So what happens now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="maroon"&gt;+&amp;lt; touka/ \koukan &amp;gt;+   [{(-=|~*truth*~|=-)}]:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Now...... We wait and see...... *smiles* &lt;br /&gt;I expect this to be more entertaining even than when I first met the two of you..... Though I suppose it's up to you to prove me right... Isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="navy"&gt;&amp;lt;"....The truth is...."&amp;gt;   -=*??+.Aru.+??*=-:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; (cringes, but nods with resolve, lifting his face to look up at his new 'owner') .......Yes, aruji....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="maroon"&gt;+&amp;lt; touka/ \koukan &amp;gt;+   [{(-=|~*truth*~|=-)}]:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; (looks down at the boy a moment before resting his hand on the top of Alphonse's head) ......Perfect..... So far, so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="navy"&gt;&amp;lt;"....The truth is...."&amp;gt;   -=*??+.Aru.+??*=-:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ........ ....... ......... .........&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:al_x_kitty:1007</id>
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    <title>Though no one will Read this...</title>
    <published>2006-05-03T22:14:09Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-03T22:14:09Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Travis - Writing to Reach You</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Due to an odd ongoing RP with my fiance and I, there started today what may very well be a small joint fic. Not sure though... However, I'll post the beginning, done by me, here..... Keep in mind this was written right after I woke up this morning, and was written fairly hurriedly, since I was late for school. &amp;gt;&amp;gt;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; The Truth Is... [The End of the World is Also the Beginning]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating:&lt;/b&gt; ?PG? (not sure yet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Genre:&lt;/b&gt; ?Romance/Angst? (not sure yet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pairing:&lt;/b&gt; Elricest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Warning:&lt;/b&gt; WIP, everything subject to change, or not get finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alphonse Elric sighed and readied himself for the apocalypse, straightening his shirt, righting strands of hair, and crushing a cigarette out under his boot. This was it. This was all. This was nothing. He could do this. He was terrified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaking himself back to reality again, he strode over to one of the many sinks to be found in the communal bathroom at Michi's, turning on the faucet and dipping his hands in the water to wash from his face any traces there may be of sweat, grime, or tears. After another shaky sigh, he dropped his hands, rubbing them dry on the bottom of his shirt, and inspected himself in the mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wide grey eyes stared back at him, eyes that broadcast innocence and goodwill that had been trained and practiced since there were no eyes there at all. These eyes, with faint traces of hidden, deeper, less happy thoughts, were set in a face that still looked fairly young for it's proposed fifteen year age. Alphonse blinked slowly, watching his reflection in the mirror do the same, wondering at the face that was supposedly his, this face that he was still not yet used to, surrounded by hair that eerily copied a style so familiar, yet not quite right. He had to close his eyes for a moment, blocking out the sight of this strange boy that he was, going back to the familiar blankness, imitating the empty nothingness he had grown so used to. He had to think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absently, he reached a hand back to touch the the symbol that had been placed on his back, the only spot to mar the body that was -- almost -- the result of nearly five years worth of scars carried by his brother. His eyes refocussed on the mirror, and he was almost surprised to catch himself smiling, slightly morbidly, at the thought that no matter what, his brother would always be the one with the scars, and no matter what, the only thing that would hold him to himself, remind him who and where he was, would end up being a small red mark placed on him by an Edward, symbolizing his devotion, blind faith, and love for his brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was time to go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pulling himself away from the mirror, each step towards the door -- towards his doom -- feeling more leaden than when his legs had truly been made of iron. He had planned everything he wanted to say, thinking out as many different possible scenarios as there was chance for them to happen, even including the minute possibility of alien abduction -- Which, right now, would suit him just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a short walk that wasn't remembered, he found himself once again facing a gate into oblivion, though not the one he might have preferred. Facing his brother's door, all of his planned words and strategies were forgotten. It was all he could do to focus himself enough on the thought that he could not run, that he had to stay, to do this. Why? He couldn't remember, but it had to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shakilly, he raised his hand, and wondered if the world would crash down when he knocked.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Note: Due to the odd mentality that exists with me and the people I RP with, some things referred to may be confusing, but so far there isn't anything that would require much concern. But, if this is continued, and there are references that need explaining, I'll make extra notes to explain them.]</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:al_x_kitty:661</id>
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    <title>GOOD LORD!!</title>
    <published>2006-05-02T02:23:37Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-02T02:23:37Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Lain -- Duvet -- Cyberia Remix</lj:music>
    <content type="html">And so.... It begins.... Within my first hour or so on here.... I have joined like... 50 comms..... x_x;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel... So... Not right..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet... Life is good.</content>
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