Post by krystalepyon on Jan 31, 2008 7:52:53 GMT -5
So, I was going through some old notes for a fic and I noticed that some words are inexplicably... blue. I don't know why but they're blue. I typed it up on my phone which doesn't have colours and I opened it in Word Pad... which also doesn't have colours. It must be some kind of hidden message! Anyone who can make sense out of these words gets... Um... gets a point of Karma! XD Yeah, that'll do. ^.^
Blue words:
If you know about that, then
purposes,
going
a certain
involving Yukimura's father
nodded and
Sore ga okite. (That's all, folks.)
There's MORE! Same story, different chapter!
leaning
wall
for at least an hour and a half
what kind of
doing
And then there's this HUGE chunk:
Suddenly, movement on his level drew his eyes, and he turned to see Fumiya-sensei raise his umbrella. It took a moment or two for the teacher to notice him.
"Oshitari-kun!" he exclaimed, jogging over.
Oshitari nodded with the barest politeness. "Sensei," he greeted.
"What are you doing in the rain?" Fumiyma fussed as though he was worried.
"I left behind something important," Oshitari replied, nodding towards the clubroom.
"Oh, well I'm sure Atobe-kun has probably locked up already. You'll have to get it tomorrow," Fumiya lied, rather convincingly.
"Ah, too bad. It was my umbrella," Oshitari replied, smirking a little at the coach's bemusement.
After generously offering Oshitari a ride, which was declined, Fumiya-sensei took his leave, Oshitari walking in the opposite direction as though his car was waiting. Once he was sure the bastard was gone, he doubled back towards the school. The light was still on, which meant that Atobe was still there.
The tensai’s eyes hardened.
*
Atobe heard noises. Instinctually, he recognized them as the sounds of another person, but frankly, he didn’t care. Whoever it was, be it Fumiya-sensei, another teacher, or even the school’s janitor, Atobe simply lay face up, sprawled over the desk with his feet on a chair. He hadn’t moved in five minutes. He wasn’t going to start now.
However, as he was lifted into strong arms, he groaned and opened his eyes. Instantly he felt his cheeks grow hot with embarrassment.
He wanted to yell at Oshitari for many reasons. Tears almost welled up in his eyes, but all too easily they were smothered.
“You’re wet,” was all he said, his voicing sounding flat and dull even to himself.
I guess that kinda kills my little game, huh? Seriously, though. WTF?? That's so WEIRD!
Blue words:
If you know about that, then
purposes,
going
a certain
involving Yukimura's father
nodded and
Sore ga okite. (That's all, folks.)
There's MORE! Same story, different chapter!
leaning
wall
for at least an hour and a half
what kind of
doing
And then there's this HUGE chunk:
Suddenly, movement on his level drew his eyes, and he turned to see Fumiya-sensei raise his umbrella. It took a moment or two for the teacher to notice him.
"Oshitari-kun!" he exclaimed, jogging over.
Oshitari nodded with the barest politeness. "Sensei," he greeted.
"What are you doing in the rain?" Fumiyma fussed as though he was worried.
"I left behind something important," Oshitari replied, nodding towards the clubroom.
"Oh, well I'm sure Atobe-kun has probably locked up already. You'll have to get it tomorrow," Fumiya lied, rather convincingly.
"Ah, too bad. It was my umbrella," Oshitari replied, smirking a little at the coach's bemusement.
After generously offering Oshitari a ride, which was declined, Fumiya-sensei took his leave, Oshitari walking in the opposite direction as though his car was waiting. Once he was sure the bastard was gone, he doubled back towards the school. The light was still on, which meant that Atobe was still there.
The tensai’s eyes hardened.
*
Atobe heard noises. Instinctually, he recognized them as the sounds of another person, but frankly, he didn’t care. Whoever it was, be it Fumiya-sensei, another teacher, or even the school’s janitor, Atobe simply lay face up, sprawled over the desk with his feet on a chair. He hadn’t moved in five minutes. He wasn’t going to start now.
However, as he was lifted into strong arms, he groaned and opened his eyes. Instantly he felt his cheeks grow hot with embarrassment.
He wanted to yell at Oshitari for many reasons. Tears almost welled up in his eyes, but all too easily they were smothered.
“You’re wet,” was all he said, his voicing sounding flat and dull even to himself.
I guess that kinda kills my little game, huh? Seriously, though. WTF?? That's so WEIRD!
