InuYasha Fan Fiction / Crossover Fan Fiction / Crescent Moon Fan Fiction ❯ Full Moon Beauty ❯ Inside Into Life (Sorta...) ( Prologue )
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By: Takai-Tsubasa 
Sorta like Kagome's diary....
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction / Crossover Fan Fiction / Crescent Moon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Hentai | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 04.19.2006 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.1K | Visits: 968 | Status: Work In Progress
Sorta like Kagome's diary....
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction / Crossover Fan Fiction / Crescent Moon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Hentai | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 04.19.2006 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.1K | Visits: 968 | Status: Work In Progress
Disclaimer: I do not own Crescent Moon or Inuyasha.
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Full Moon Beauty
Prologue: Inside Into Life (Sorta...)
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The song known by all the Lunar Race. Beautiful and full of sadness. I have never heard of the legend, but I did experience it. In some sort of way it wasn't any of the things that so many people thought it would be. It's all the same to me I mean I have encountered and killed so many demons myself. Yet I befriended some somewhat nice ones, and the cutest of things I never imagined that their would be a race that lived by the phases of the moon.
And just my luck to fall for a blood sucker. All I did was sing my heart out and be discovered, eh sorta. Just sing.
It's something new that I have picked up. After the whole “thing” that happened in my life I just wanted something productive. I come up with my own songs. I don't use anyone else's I just find it wrong, it feels wrong is more around the lines that I would describe it as. No one should take another song and sing it as if it were their own. It's like taking another's soul and keeping the sweet melody it produces into a horrified version of the melody. Tell me, am I scaring you? I am terribly sorry.
Just the concept of what your supposed to do. Better to write your own songs and sing them yourself then taking another's and singing it yourself. It actually gives me a bit of hope if someone does this for I fear that this world is coming to an end with all of it's cruelty and sadness.
Nothing like a world I have seen. Unpolluted with all the harmful gases in the air. All clean with it's own piece of tranquility. I searched for little things in that world. The world me and him had to leave.
It isn't that bad though since I have him by my side. My “Knight in Shining Armor” or more like “Grump in Red Wooled Armor,” but that is another story. Right now I just want to talk about the things that happened to me.
It was just about a year ago when I finished my little search, and parted from my second family with the “Grump in Red Wooled Armor.” I still can't believe even to this day that he came with me. We gave up trying to be with each other though. Even though I know he loves me, mine has now turned into only that of friendly love. I look at him like a very very very overprotective brother, but like always I don't say anything to him to not hurt him. Like I do with almost every person I meet.
They would think I was doing it out of selfishness, but wrong-O! I'm doing it because I am to darn nice.
It's a burden I swear! I can't stand being so damn weak with my feelings sometimes. I want to be strong, not to cry so easily, not to get so emotional that I burst into tears. I am very blessed though to have a strong temper. Means that I won't give up so easily. That is the only strong part of me I think.
My heart is almost broken into two right now. Everyday I am getting sicker and sicker. I think it's from missing the ones I left behind so much. I necessarily am not sure what would be the reason for my sickness, but I keep it under wraps so not to make the Grump worry.
Good news is that I am making my new found dreams come true!
I was just hired as a singer to some bar on the other side of town. Now I know, “why not find a job somewhere closer to the shrine?” You see the only reason I took the job is because I felt a strong pull to it. The atmosphere of the place is amazing. Every time I go in it always leaves me breathless for a moment.
There are other singers, and they are way better then me. Though they say with some practice I could be even greater. The Grump hates it that I'm even going to that place even when I don't have to work. I just can't help it, I mean who could. I always see the same people every night, and maybe once in a while a new face, but then that new face becomes a regular customer.
I think it's the music those three create. Though one of them hasn't been on awhile. I wonder if something is wrong with him, but there I go again with my niceness. I hate it so. Go away you damnable thing! I don't need you!
Ok, enough of that back to the thing at hand.
Like I said earlier I feel in love with a blood sucker and all because of that I was taken into a situation and found out what I really was Sad to say, but I'm really not human. That was a bit of a shocker to the Grump.
It was to me as well since i fainted. I don't know how many times, but that is something I don't want to talk about.
Just remember the reason for my babbling is that well life is full of surprises, and there are other things out that need our understanding, help, protection, but mostly love. I found that out through so many trials. I bear them heavily in my mind with the scares on my back.
The hurt look the Grump had when he found out my true feelings for him just put me to some other understandings. So many tears shed and yet now it's alright. So many trials of pain and I am still alive, alive, and well for a long time now....
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A/N: I am just dead tired. Not my first fanfic, and not one of my best, but it's just the prologue. There will be more chapters if I get at least two reviews stating they want it continued. Or else this poor baby is going to go bye bye forever.
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Full Moon Beauty
Prologue: Inside Into Life (Sorta...)
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The song known by all the Lunar Race. Beautiful and full of sadness. I have never heard of the legend, but I did experience it. In some sort of way it wasn't any of the things that so many people thought it would be. It's all the same to me I mean I have encountered and killed so many demons myself. Yet I befriended some somewhat nice ones, and the cutest of things I never imagined that their would be a race that lived by the phases of the moon.
And just my luck to fall for a blood sucker. All I did was sing my heart out and be discovered, eh sorta. Just sing.
It's something new that I have picked up. After the whole “thing” that happened in my life I just wanted something productive. I come up with my own songs. I don't use anyone else's I just find it wrong, it feels wrong is more around the lines that I would describe it as. No one should take another song and sing it as if it were their own. It's like taking another's soul and keeping the sweet melody it produces into a horrified version of the melody. Tell me, am I scaring you? I am terribly sorry.
Just the concept of what your supposed to do. Better to write your own songs and sing them yourself then taking another's and singing it yourself. It actually gives me a bit of hope if someone does this for I fear that this world is coming to an end with all of it's cruelty and sadness.
Nothing like a world I have seen. Unpolluted with all the harmful gases in the air. All clean with it's own piece of tranquility. I searched for little things in that world. The world me and him had to leave.
It isn't that bad though since I have him by my side. My “Knight in Shining Armor” or more like “Grump in Red Wooled Armor,” but that is another story. Right now I just want to talk about the things that happened to me.
It was just about a year ago when I finished my little search, and parted from my second family with the “Grump in Red Wooled Armor.” I still can't believe even to this day that he came with me. We gave up trying to be with each other though. Even though I know he loves me, mine has now turned into only that of friendly love. I look at him like a very very very overprotective brother, but like always I don't say anything to him to not hurt him. Like I do with almost every person I meet.
They would think I was doing it out of selfishness, but wrong-O! I'm doing it because I am to darn nice.
It's a burden I swear! I can't stand being so damn weak with my feelings sometimes. I want to be strong, not to cry so easily, not to get so emotional that I burst into tears. I am very blessed though to have a strong temper. Means that I won't give up so easily. That is the only strong part of me I think.
My heart is almost broken into two right now. Everyday I am getting sicker and sicker. I think it's from missing the ones I left behind so much. I necessarily am not sure what would be the reason for my sickness, but I keep it under wraps so not to make the Grump worry.
Good news is that I am making my new found dreams come true!
I was just hired as a singer to some bar on the other side of town. Now I know, “why not find a job somewhere closer to the shrine?” You see the only reason I took the job is because I felt a strong pull to it. The atmosphere of the place is amazing. Every time I go in it always leaves me breathless for a moment.
There are other singers, and they are way better then me. Though they say with some practice I could be even greater. The Grump hates it that I'm even going to that place even when I don't have to work. I just can't help it, I mean who could. I always see the same people every night, and maybe once in a while a new face, but then that new face becomes a regular customer.
I think it's the music those three create. Though one of them hasn't been on awhile. I wonder if something is wrong with him, but there I go again with my niceness. I hate it so. Go away you damnable thing! I don't need you!
Ok, enough of that back to the thing at hand.
Like I said earlier I feel in love with a blood sucker and all because of that I was taken into a situation and found out what I really was Sad to say, but I'm really not human. That was a bit of a shocker to the Grump.
It was to me as well since i fainted. I don't know how many times, but that is something I don't want to talk about.
Just remember the reason for my babbling is that well life is full of surprises, and there are other things out that need our understanding, help, protection, but mostly love. I found that out through so many trials. I bear them heavily in my mind with the scares on my back.
The hurt look the Grump had when he found out my true feelings for him just put me to some other understandings. So many tears shed and yet now it's alright. So many trials of pain and I am still alive, alive, and well for a long time now....
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A/N: I am just dead tired. Not my first fanfic, and not one of my best, but it's just the prologue. There will be more chapters if I get at least two reviews stating they want it continued. Or else this poor baby is going to go bye bye forever.