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Author’s Note : Well, the years go by and we only get older. I would say in the best way that fiction, especially about young adults, lets you dream about the future. I wanted to write about the opposite - about getting older and closing those doors you held open in your mind. I hope you enjoyed t ...

A few years on.... ____ -- The chime of the airport bells and announcements in Narita airport are trying to tell me something. What they are saying, I’m not so sure. Da-dum. “Flight JAL 166 to Cairo is seeking final boarding call and passengers, please Gate 21”. Da-dum. “Flight United 78, Code Share ...

A great deal of time has passed since I’ve been active in this community, and I suspect many familiar faces to me have moved on. That being said, KS came to me at a formative time in my life, and I am always grateful for the time I have spent here and other parts of the community. This story came to ...

I step into the classroom and it seems like no time has passed at all. The smell of old, slightly plasticized textbooks hangs in the air. The desks, chairs, and shelves are casually battered but still stand the test of time. Even though he isn’t here now, I expect to see Mutou in the corner of my e ...

If you've made it this far, thanks for sticking around. If you just stumbled across this, I hope you enjoyed it. This route was done without an editor or readers, but hopefully that didn't impact quality too much. As it stands, this probably is the end of the Ritsu Route. I don't think I'll write ...

====== Some dumb act/chapters about Hisao finding his way, a brief fling with the character of your choosing (how scandy), and a year passes. ================ The Epilogue. The player passes for the Rakuten Open 2014 came a week ago. Miura, Miki, and Nakai, Hisao. All Access, Player Guest of Tainaka ...

The text appears out of nowhere. From Ritsu Tainaka. “Come to the Shanghai for lunch?” It’s been around three months or so now since Ritsu’s been gone. We texted frequently at the start, but there eventually there was just too little left to talk about. As of today, we haven’t talked for a week. In t ...

as someone who wrote saki before (and is escaping finals by regressing to see if my fan-fic has been deleted yet) it's good to see that someone is taking a fresh look at saki. i wrote the somewhat miserable continuation to themocaw's route that i've promised myself to edit from cringeworthy status ...

may i submit an author remark about the saki pseudo route

"from semisoftcheese: please don't read it because i'm rewriting it, it's kind of poor quality. rewrites will be posted in pastebin and eventually re-edited into the thread."

thanks

Reyhan wrote:Yes! An update! Really enjoying this one. Great job man!

thanks dude

the next chapter might take a while

also i should have updated the title of the post

oh well

Black is the color of death. As I watch the casket being lowered into the ground, straight in front of me, I feel no emotion. In Western countries, the color white denotes purity and cleanliness. However, in ancient Asian cultures as well, white is representative of death. The girl next to me is ...

But house isn’t as appropriate house as playboy mansion. House what now? Like a Hollywood mansion from the movies, this house has a wraparound driveway with a garage underneath the main building. Deja vu And Ritsu doesn’t seen like a driver who can’t handle her car. seem The "I don't know what I wan ...

“Hey, Hisao, come help me pick these turnips!” I can only groan a reply. “Whyyyyyyyyyyy” A loud sigh can be heard in from the neighboring garden. “Fine, fine.” A lower mutter makes its way through seconds later. “Lowlife.” I give a half-smile and roll over, trying to go back to sleep. It’s so hot aro ...

thank you everyone for your replies. i really struggled with whether this was a postable chapter or not, so it's good to know it wasn't a complete train wreck. You just included all of the characters from K-On in this fic. +100 internets for you, sir. thank you. i'm glad you're enjoying it. Someone ...

Ugh. Today I had to wake up early again. My brain is so foggy at these early hours, and the sky is still dark. A week ago, Ritsu said she had a surprise for me. The “surprise” turned out to be two VIP passes to the Rakuten Open--some big tennis tournament. She said they were gifts from her old fri ...