simplicity {Lan}

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YOU CAN FEEL THE POUNDING WRAPPED AROUND YOUR CHEST

YAMAMOTOKOUHEI

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NOTHING'S TOO EXCESSIVE WHEN YOU'VE GOT NOTHING LEFT

Kouhei paced down the fairly quiet street, the sun beaming dimly in the sky. It wasn't a particular pleasant day; it was still pretty breezy and slightly moderately cold out. But nonetheless, he wanted to go out, he needed to inspiration for his novel. It was about noon on a lazy Sunday, with nothing to do but work on his passion. It was coming along pretty well, he had some basic ideas he had wanted to convey. Writing was one of his favourite pastimes infact, but hopefully it would become his career, soon as he could find a publisher...

So far, it was difficult work. They weren't interested in looking at a students work though they didn't really didn’t realize who they were dealing with, he was not like many older teens his age. But, alas, it was hard to get them to as much as peek at his work. A small sigh escaped his pale lips as he trudged the silent streets, pausing momentarily to run a hand through his short black hair.

He was fairly certain where he was headed, he had it all planned out. He didn't like rushing into things most days, it was far easy to know where you were going, to give you a basic rough idea or you'll just get lost and confused. He pondered up the hill to the Hie Shrine, a great place, no less to relax and give him some fresh plot ideas for the middle of his novel. He made his way up to the shrine and calmly sat on the patchy grass not far away from it.

He rummaged through his bag for his notebook, pulling it towards onto his lap. His eyes wandered around the tranquil place, happy to be alone on a day like this, so he could concentrate. There was nothing worse some annoying, not to mention stupid little distraction putting him off he jotted down the atmospheric proportions that this was place gave out, writing out in pure detail. Looking for inspiration sometimes was a bother, others it came rather natural. Today, he was struggling t think as he leant his back up against a tree, his book bag by his feet. He inhaled the fresh air deeply as he sat on the dew filled grass, trying to let the ideas flood to him, but unfortunately, it was alot easier said than done. His notebook was still held tightly in his eyes as he slowly opened them again, glancing around for any inspiration, any at all.

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•tags• Lan

•status• done!

•comments• sorry it's short

•word count• 422

•lyrics• DIE TONIGHT, LIVE FOREVER by InnerPartySystem

•credit• AMANDA THE PIRATE * @ CAUTION !

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[YAMAZAKI KISSUI]

What A Grand Day For A Picnic!

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Lan trotted up the stairs steadily, picnic basket swaying at his side, as he headed twords his destination: the Hie shrine. It was a wonderful shrine, and quite beautiful as well. I was nice, silent, and peaceful, even if the weather outside wasn't up to par with the scenery. Nevertheless, it was exactly what Lan liked to eat a good lunch too. He came for nothing more than that, though if something else did come along the way, he would be happy for it. He had packed for about 3 people, just in case. You never know.

As Lan approached the top, he noticed another figure near the shrine. Apon closer inspection, it seemed to be a boy no less. He looked older than him, and has a nice set of purple eyes to match his bluish hair. He aslo seemed to be quite the dignified and uptight person. Qualities that never really matched with Lan all to well. Maybe that wasn't the case? Well, 'you can judge a book by it's cover, but you usually end up reading less books that way' is a line Lan commonly used to get himself to know more people. It worked quite often. And with that thought in mind, he moved his way twords the boy.

He reached the shrine, and set his picnic basket down beside him. It has a wonderful atmosphere around it. Like something that couldn't just clearly be explained in words. He was near the boy as he sat on the grass, but not too close. He didn't really want to offend him and get into his personal space after all. At least not until he got to know him better. He knew better than that, though sometimes he acted as if he didn't in the first place. Scratch that: sometimes he acted as if he never really had any social skills at all. But that was just the kinda guy he was.

After staring at the shrine for a little bit, he turned twords the boy sitting near him. He smilied. ''Today seems like a good day, don't ya think? It's a bit chiily, but not enough to to ruin the day.'' He then picked up the picnic basket he had put beside him and held it up so the boy could see it. ''Anyway, are you hungry? I brought alot of food.'' He didn't think the boy would accept his little offer, seeing as he probably interupted him from whaever he was doing with the notebook he had in front of him. Even so, it was worth a shot, right?

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