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Saturday, December 10, 2005


Nightmares
Nightmares - By : Kath (12/8/05)



I didn’t like him too much. He was one of those guy that you only barely trusted but they seemed to trust you completely. Even though I may not of liked him, couldn’t mean I couldn’t watch him. He sat on the deck, his short black hair lightly blown back from his face. He always did this, always stayed out on deck, that white, form fitting tee-shirt of his clinging to his body after a hard, sweat educed workout. Those three golden earrings that pierced into his left ear always chimed together with the slight breeze and shown brightly in the mid day sun. If it was so hot out, then why did he always wear those black pants and those black boots? He never seemed to change his wardrobe. Then again, neither did I. Always the same thing, a blue dress shirt, black slacks, and a black jacket with a matching tie. Why did I constantly wear a suite? Only the God’s know that answer. I sighed deeply, concentrating back on him. I could see him clearly throughout the window over the sink. Damien would never know how much he caught my attention. He was handsome, I had to admit. Bronzed skin pulled tightly over firm muscle. Broad shoulders that gave him a defined pose. A glare that could send shivers down anyone’s spine, but a smile that could warm up the coldest of hearts.

“And to think…that rat bastard’s younger then me.” I smirked at myself, lightly shaking my head. “Come on Jeff, you’ve got to stop getting so distracted.” I scolded myself, I needed to get back to work. I continued to chop up the vegetables set in front of me. Had I forgotten to mention that I was the head chef on the ship I was them sailing on? I suppose I did, and also, Damien was the first mate. I smiled, he was younger then I was and he had a higher rank then me too. I bitterly laughed at myself. I set the vegetables off to the side, going to fix up a small dish of sliced meats. It was too damn hot outside to use the stove or the oven so I didn’t. I finished my chores quickly and then made a small dip for the vegetables. I finished within record time and decided to go lay down for a bit of a nap before dinner because I hadn’t been getting a lot of sleep in the past few weeks due to some damn nightmares that I’d been having.

I jumped down the stares to the men’s bunkroom and seeing as it was empty, I went over and laid down on the couch. I sighed deeply as I rested my head against the arm of the couch and curled up on one of my sides to try and get to sleep. Before I knew it, I had quickly dozed off.

I woke up at the sound of screams, amazed to find they were my own. My hand automatically went to my heart, trying hard to slow the fast beating muscle in vain. I panted heavily, trying to control my breathing, also in vain. I wiped my sleeve against my head to try and get some of the sweat out of my vision. I pushed my blond hair our of my face, the damn hair always would sit over my left eye and never seemed to want to move no matter how mush I tried to get it to stick. I cleaned my face with my sleeve and slowly laid back down on the couch, my hand going back to my racing heart. I wasn’t sure what time it was, but it must have been late. Damien was asleep next to me in one of the hammocks against the wall so I figured that dinner had passed and I’d just missed it. I shrugged slightly and turned back over onto my side, trying to go back to sleep for the night.

I tossed and turned for what seemed like hours at a time. Finally I sat up and rubbed my eyes lazily, getting out of bed and deciding I might as well go start breakfast. I slowly climbed up the stares to the kitchen, opening the overhead door with a slight shove of my hand and dragging myself into the galley. I started cooking, and didn’t stop cooking. When I was cooking, I lost myself in the art of it all, all the aroma’s that would pass under my nose as I cooked my food to perfection, never burning a single thing that touched the stove. Everything about it, everything about cooking, it was my life. I had grown up on the sea, wanting to be a chef and always training to become better. At the age of 19 I was known as the greatest chef on all the sea’s, and now at the age of 25, I still hold that title. I was so lost in concentration that I hadn’t even realized Damien walk in the room until he tapped me on the shoulder. I jumped, scared out of my skin and almost burnt myself against the stove top.

“What the hell!? Damien! You scared the living shit out of me!” I was angry, I never was to be interrupted when I was cooking, my first rule, and he damn well knew it.

“I just thought you could use some help is all.” his light blue eyes stared up at me, worry showing in his face and I bit my lower lip. Did I really need his help? I mean, I had been a bit self absorbed as of recent due to the fact that I didn’t want to tell anyone about my nightmares but Damien usually never talked to me, only when he had to like when we were defending the ship or something like that. It struck me as more then odd. I frowned and stared at him.

“What are you playing at?” my eyebrow raised towards my hairline in a questioning matter.

“Nothing…I just thought you could use some help or something.” he looked distracted, not looking directly at me just somewhere off to the right of my shoulder. I gave a quick glace over my shoulder just to see that all that was there was the same old pans that always hung there. I looked back at him but he still wasn’t looking at me. I sighed.

“Fine, you can wash dished if you really want to help.” he just nodded and walked over to the sink as I went back to the stove. I looked at him through the corner of my eye as he washed. He took every step slowly, as if learning how to do it perfectly. He would dip a plate into the warm, soapy water and then take a damp cloth and start rubbing at it gently, making sure to get off every single stain. Then he’d take the dry cloth and get every last drop of water off before setting it in the drying rack and moving onto the next dish. I was again distracted by him that I almost burn the stir-fry I was working on. I quickly salvaged it and put it off to the side with the rest of the food I had already managed to finish. Well, I knew one thing. The crew was going to have a big breakfast.

When breakfast was finished, I went over and started washing dishes like I always did. I had gotten about half way through the stack of newly dirtied dishes when Damien had appeared beside me, holding out a hand to take the washed dish to dry. I stared for a moment before slowly handing it to him. We cleaned in slow silence, the only thing disturbing it was before I passed every dish I would say “Damien” to warn him another dish was done. We continued like this until the last of the dishes were finished. I smiled at him in thanks after we had finished everything and I went to clean up the rest of the galley, washing the table, cleaning off the stove, and sweeping the floor. When I turned around, I realized that all of this was already done. I looked over to Damien and he just gave me a sheepish smile before quietly exiting the galley.

I smiled to myself. He was a nice enough kid, only 3 years younger then I was and he had a kind heart, even if he rarely showed it. I sat down at the table, thinking over my dreams for the past few weeks.

In my nightmares, I was running. From what was I running? I had no clue but I just kept running until I slammed into a wall I hadn’t known was there. The spot light shown down on me and I was blinded for a moment as I staggered to find my way. When I finally had gotten my sight back I was standing in a small white room, an asleep looking Damien laying in a hospital bed of some sort. I looked at the doctors standing next to his bed but they couldn’t see me I supposed. The doctor with the clipboard kept speaking to his nurse and I caught what they were saying.

“There’s no hope nurse, he’s not going to make it.” the doctor looked down, a sad expression crossing his face and the nurse burst out into tears. My eyes widened slightly as I went next to Damien’s bed. There was no way he was…that he was…no. I couldn’t believe that!

“Damien….Damien wake up!” I grabbed his shoulders and shook him but he acted as if nothing had happened, his eyes still closed and still in a sleep like trance. I could feel the tears pricking at the back of my eyes but tried to hold them back. This couldn’t be happening…he couldn’t be…couldn’t be gone…no…not possible.

“Wake up Damien! Wake up!” I cried as I shook him. “No! NO!!!” It’s then that I would wake up.

“No what?” I shook myself out of my stupor and looked over to the door where Damien was standing, a confused look in his icy blue eyes. I rubbed at my temples, the pressure of a headache building.

“It’s nothing kid, don’t worry about it.” I saw him turn to leave and stopped him. “Hey Damien…” he turned to face me.

“Yeah Jeff?” his voice was solid and real and I smiled slightly.

“You’re not going anywhere right? I mean, you’re not just going to up and kick the bucket or anything like that?” he looked at me confused for a moment but just smiles slightly.

“Don’t worry Jeff, I’m not going to go and die on you without any warning alright?” he smiled fully, his bright white teeth shown past his pale lips and it was contagious, and I found myself smiling too.

“Thanks Damien.” I said under my breath and he nodded before he turned back around and left the room. I smiled to myself as I laid my head in my pillowed arms back on the kitchen table. Maybe I could trust this kid after all.

That's it, I hope you all enjoyed!

~*~Kath~*~

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Thursday, October 20, 2005


Song Writing Class
ok so hi everyone! i kno i haven't been on in a long time heh heh ^^" sry i've been really busy with all this other crap n stuff (also, sry if i type something wrong but u still kno wat it is cauz i'm using a laptop n i'm not use to it yet)

ok so i have lit club 2day after school, then i was suppose 2 have marching band practice but i'm in the lip synk so i'm proforming in that. oh yeah, n also i've turned like all goth/emo type cauz i got money to buy stuff. ^^ yeah so we're playing a MCR (my chemical romance) song for lip synk it's "helena" i wanted to do "you know what they do to guy's like us in prison" but it had like, death in it and stuff like that so i couldn't n i also tryed to to "to the end" but it mention's drugs so no that. ok yeah so song writing class right? that's wat i'm in right now, n i'm talking 2 all u guy's lucky u! well we're in the library to work on this project but i finished it last night cauz i'm a good little gurl. ^^ ok yeah so i'm doing a project on The Beatles n i had to get a John Lennon, Paul McCartney and George Harrison song, with lyrics and pictures...i got that all done in about 3 minutes cauz i'm a big Beatles fan n so it was easy. ^^ ok well i'm gunna go.

Ja Mata Ne

~*~Kath~*~

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Monday, August 29, 2005


Reply to this please
WHAT WOULD YOU DO IF:

I said I liked you?
I kissed you?
I lived next door to you?
I stole something?
I was hospitalized?
I ran away from home?
I got into a fight and you weren't there?

WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT MY:
Personality?
Eyes?
Face?
Hair?
Clothes?
Mannerisms?
Family?
Sense of Humor?


WOULD YOU:
Be my friend?
Have sex with me?
Lie to make me feel better?
Spread rumors about me?
Keep a secret if I told you one?
Loan me some cash?
Hold my hand?
Take a bullet for me?
Keep in touch?
Try and solve my problems?
Love me?
Date me?


put an x in the () for each you would do for me.
then reply to this post

() go out with me?
() give me your number?
() let me kiss you?
() watch a movie with me...even a really sappy one?
() let me take you out to dinner?
() take a shower with me?
() be my bf/gf?
() have a fling with me?
() Listen to me if I called you crying even if you were out with all of your friends?
() buy me a drink like a sobe or soda?
() take me home for the night?
() Would you let me sleep in your bed?
() Sing car karaoke w/ me?
() sit in the doctors office with me because I didn't want to go alone?
() re-post this for me to answer your questions?
() Let me give you a piggyback ride?
() Come pick me up at 3 am because my car ran out of gas in the middle of nowhere?

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Pissed off
i'm so pissed off right now...i was trying 2 edit my site n i go 2 delete a post....n i delete the wrong one!!! omg it's so.....grr! sry if i deleted a comment u left for me that i didn't get 2 read because i got rid of it, i didn't mean too! sry ppl

Ja mata ne

~*~Kate~*~

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Sunday, July 3, 2005


Ok i'm writing a OP fanfic n wanted 2 kno if nE1 wanted 2 read it...i'm posting the first few chapters on here (they're really short) tell me wat u think so far!
Disclaimers

I do not own One Piece. Simple as that. I do however, own J.J. aka Shard, Joe, Sammy, and Samuel aka Sam. No Flames Please!

“The Great Authoress Pan”

P.s. I know Sanji really doesn’t have a room behind the kitchen and he sleeps down in the bunk room with all the other guy’s but for this story…he has a room behind the kitchen…it’s like a pantry ok? But it has his stuff in it. On with the story! No Flames Please!

“The Great Authoress Pan”

Zoro

We had docked the port with, like always, our flag out, showing everyone at the docks we were pirates. The name’s Zoro, you don’t like it, then shove off. I’m the first mate on our ship and also a master swordsman. Nami is a thief and our navigator, Usopp is a marksman, replacement captain and a handyman, Sanji is our head chef, and Luffy is out captain. We’re all a little strange but Luffy is the weirdest.

Besides him being a little crazy in the head, he has weird powers. He ate a devil fruit at an early age and he became a rubber man. Hard to believe but you should see him fight! Glad I don’t have to fight him.

We walked along the dock but no one seemed to notice us. There was, what seemed to be, a fight in the center square. So we went to find out what was going on.



Sanji

We arrived into the center square to find out what was going on. Zoro had thought there was a fight, and it’s true that there was screaming, but it was that of a helpless woman, not that of a person who could fight back.

We pushed through the crowed and found a large man, about six foot tall, beating on a young woman. She was curled up on the ground, bleeding and screaming in pain. People were cheering for the man, egging him on to hurt her more.

“Kill her, kill her, kill her!” they cheered and I couldn’t stand it.

“STOP!” I ran and blocked the next kick he was aiming for her head. People were looking at me like I was insane. “Didn’t ‘che hear me? I told you to stop hurting the poor girl.”



Zoro

“…I told you to stop hurting the poor girl.” Sanji was standing over the girl, his hands in his pockets and balancing on his one leg as he blocked the man with his other. His face was locked in a snarling glare and a half smoked cigarette hanging out of his mouth.

Only a few things could get Sanji this pissed off, and hurting a defenseless woman was one of them.

“That b*st*rd…hurting a girl much smaller than he is.” I muttered under my breath. I wasn’t going to stand for it. I drew out my cursed sword and before anything could be said, I ran and I stabbed the man through the chest. The next thing you knew, the man was lying on the ground, dead. I didn’t even flinch as the blood stained my shirt.



Sanji

The blood splattered on the ground, and on Zoro, and on the girl, and also on myself. I’d have to hurt Zoro later for ruining my favorite jacket, and it’s very expensive too. I didn’t care at the time being, I was helping the girl on the ground. I picked her up and started to carry her back to the ship. My nakama knew she needed help and they just fallowed me back to the ship.

When we arrived back to the ship, I took her to my room behind the kitchen and laid her down on my bed. Grabbing some wet cloth’s and a first-aid-kit, I walked back into my room to clean and bandage her wounds.

I finished cleaning her up in about a half of an hour. She was in horrible condition. She had a lot of cuts along her body and bruises too. Mainly along her stomach. Things didn’t look like they would get any better.



Zoro

I stayed outside the kitchen, waiting for Sanji to finish helping the girl. I don’t know why I reacted the way I did, something just made me snap inside and triggered me to do what I did.

Sanji walked out of the kitchen door and I stood up, meeting his gaze. He was pale and looked upset. I knew that this meant bad news.

“I’m sorry Zoro…but” he looked down and I got ready for the heart break, “she’ll be fine in a couple of days, with some good food and much needed sleep.” he was smiling! That lying bastard tricked me!

“You b*st*rd, if you weren’t our cook, you’d be dead by now.” and he laughed at me, smiling more.



Sanji

“…you’d be dead by now.” I couldn’t help but laugh and smile at him. Zoro was so gullible at some times.

“Sorry Zoro, I couldn’t help myself, it was just perfect timing!” he let go of my, now ruined jacket, and pushed past me into my room.

He sat on the floor next to my bed where she was asleep. Her wounds were covered and there were some scratches and bruises on her face. You only could see the wounds on her face because she was covered by my blanket up to her chin.

“She’s gunna be okay you know.” I said, standing over her on the other side of my bed. I sat down next to her and brushed the stray strands of hair from her face.

“She’s beautiful.” Zoro said and I just looked at him and nodded.



Zoro

“She’s beautiful.” I didn’t think he heard me since I was talking to myself, but sure enough Sanji looked at me and nodded. She really is beautiful. She has short brown hair, a pale, lean face, and from what I could tell before, she has blue eyes and small rounded glasses that sit on the base of her nose, but she looked better without them.

Everyone looks peaceful when they’re asleep but she didn’t look asleep. She looked more like she was dead, and the only thing that eased my nerves was the steady rise and fall of her chest. I sighed deeply, leaning against the wall facing the side of the bed. All there was left to do was wait until she got better and woke up.

“You might as well just go to sleep.” Sanji said to me over her. She would be out for the next few days.



J.J

I don’t remember much of what happened, all I remember is Joe beating me, but someone stopped him, yelling out to stop, and then I was covered in blood that wasn’t my own.

I could feel someone sitting next to me on the bed I was lying on, I also smelled smoke from a cigarette, most likely from the person sitting next to me. I wasn’t sure what to expect but still I opened my eyes slowly, staring up at the wooden ceiling. The man with the cigarette had blond hair covering half of his face and he was pale with worry. I tried to say something but my throat was dry and nothing came out, but he did notice me and he put a cup to my lips. I drank hastily for my dry throat.

“So you’re finally awake, glad to see it.” I looked over to the man sitting in the corner who spoke.



Sanji

“…glad to see it.” this was the first time Zoro had spoken in the last three days. The girl was awake and I had given her some herbs in liquid form for the pain. I smiled down at her.

“You look hungry.” and she nodded. “I better go make you some food then.” I got up and went into the kitchen to fix some food for her. I got her something light. A couple rolls and some fruit.

When I walked back in my room, Zoro was sitting on the bed next to her and she was crying. Zoro had an arm around her shoulder and she cried into his chest. I set the food down on my bedside table.

“What’s wrong?” I asked, a little worried. And then Zoro spoke.

“The man I killed was her father.”



Zoro

When Sanji left the room and went into the kitchen I got up and sat next to the girl. Which reminded me…

“So what’s your name?” she was looking at the ceiling and she turned her head towards me.

“Jionachi Jikata…but you can call me J.J…it’s much easier to remember.” So her name was J.J, okay easy enough. “Uhm…sir? What happened to the man in the square?” sighing I told her he was dead. Without warning she burst into tears. I put my arm around her and asked what was wrong. That’s when she said the man who was beating her was her father. Sanji walked back in and placed a plate of food down.

“What’s wrong?” he asked.

“The man I killed was her father.”



J.J

Dead. Joe, my only family left, my father, was dead. Yes he beat me daily and occasionally he raped me but he was the only family I had left and now he was gone.

“It’s ok, everything will be alright.” the man with the green hair spoke to me, he was holding me tightly as I cried into his chest.

“I never asked you,” I looked up at them, brushing my tears away, “what are your name’s?” Zoro was the name of the green haired samurai and Sanji was the name of the blond cook. I looked over at the bedside table and Sanji had brought me some food.

“Go ahead and eat, you can have as much as you want.” he smiled, and I picked I picked up some of the food and started eating. It was really good and I was glad there was such a good cook on their ship.



Sanji

She ate the food quickly. As soon as she finished she looked better. Some on the color had returned back into her face.

“You should go back to sleep.” Zoro was sitting on the bed next to J.J as he spoke to her.

“No…I want to meet everyone else.” J.J was sitting up on the bed, leaning against Zoro and the back board for support.

“I think it would be better if they came to see you instead.” I was about to move towards the door when Zoro said that he’d find everyone else. So he got up and walked out the door, only after he was sure J.J secure leaning against the back board. I sat down next to her and we began to talk.



Zoro

I walked around the ship, looking foe Luffy, Nami and Usopp. They all were in their normal placed they hung out and as soon as they saw me, they immediately asked,

“How is she?” I told them she was fine, her name was J.J and the man I killed was her father. I was about to go back into Sanji’s room but I heard a noise and stopped for a minute.

“What the he*l?” I opened the door and almost fainted. Sanji was leaning over J.J and they were kissing. My eyes were wide as I stared at them, sitting on Sanji’s bed, in his room, kissing. J.J pushed Sanji away and whispered to him,

“I’m sorry…but I’m just not ready.”



J.J

“I’m sorry…but I’m just not ready.” I pushed Sanji away from me. I had been talking to him about my life and he asked me if I had a boyfriend and I said I didn’t. He got closer and closer to me and I was pushed back against the headboard and he did it, he kissed me.

Before I realized what had happened, Sanji had been ripped off of the bed, thrown against the wall, and had been punched in the face.

“D*mn f***ing love cook! Keep your hands off of her!” it was Zoro. He continued to punch Sanji until someone screamed,

“Stop it! Stop!” and only then did I realize that it was me who was yelling at Zoro.

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Thursday, June 23, 2005


6-23-05
ok well notihng really going on today seeing as it's summer vacation n there's usualy nothing 2 do! well some good news, i have band practice 2night n i don't have 2 deal with hodgson! woohoo! he's not gunna be here for the next month! if u don't kno who hodgson is, he's our band director...i'd go into further detail but i could be arrested. '_' uhm...yea...

ok well i also got some of the books i have to read for english class next year. the 1 i'm reading now "The Catcher In The Rye" is alot better then my brother told me it would be. it has cursing in it n all this other stuff n it's really good. well from my POV it is nEway. ok well i g2g, i have 2 read n get ready for band.

Ja Mata!

~*~Kate~*~

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Lucrisa's Song
If you are lost in your way,
Deep in an awesome story.
Don’t be condemned to fate,
Cling to your lonesome body.

Now your to close to the pain,
Let all the rain go further.
Come back and kiss me again,
Mother oh do not bother.

In a chorus of pain,
Taking you back to proper ways.
Its so easy to find,
If you could remind me.

Now you are lost in your way,
Deep in a awesome story.
So I will find you again,
Kiss your frolicsome body.

( Now you are lost in your way,
Deep in a awesome story.
So I will find you again,
Kiss your frolicsome body. )

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Wednesday, June 15, 2005


wensday
ok well i got finished my sci. and helth test's done 2day n they were really easy. but i have math and english 2morrow. -_- i'm gunna fail. o god help me. ok well i g2g study

Ja mata

~*~Kate~*~

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Tuesday, June 14, 2005


first day of finals
ok today was the first day of finals and it was actully easy. that's only because i had tech & career and tolerance for final exams today. 2morrow i have IPES (science) and helth. well.....wish me luck!

Ja mata

~*~Kate~*~

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Wednesday, June 8, 2005


Wensday
it's wensday and we have yet another free day in tech and career class. ok well there's only 3 more day's left till finals and then there's only 5 day's of finals so there's only 8 day's of skewl left n they're not even full day's! omg this is so awsome! o n i'm just saying sry now cauz with summer n all i might just forget to go online n get all this done n stuff like that. ok well i g2g.

Ja mata

~*~Kate~*~

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