Noijaku Stories

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Well it wasn't a slap in the face but it's all Noiz needed to sort his mind out ... She goes by the name of Mynt. She says it fits because of her eyes. I think it fits too, though her eyes are like a hybrid colour. A mix of lime and mint green. Piercing yet innocent. Appropriate for the fantasies. Fitting for her line of work. I had only met her twice before but those times were long ago. Almost as if it were a lifetime ago. If you compare the circumstances under which we met this time, you wouldn't even think we were the same people. We're not the same people.

It was cold on Midorijima, most people were wrapped in warm clothing. With this thought in mind Koujaku had decided it was perfect weather for hot chocolate. "Noiz, if you don't move I'll burn you!" Noiz kept getting in the wat as Koujaku tried to avoid spilling the kettle of boiling hot water everywhere. "I don't think I've burned myself since I got Scrapped." Noiz commented, "I wonder what it feels like..." He looked at Koujaku who was frowning, obviously unimpressed with Noiz's thought.

Es una "carta" de Noiz, para quien quiera que ustedes se les ocurra, puede ser para Aoba, puede ser para Koujaku, o quien sea. Me inspiré mucho hoy ^^

Protagonistas: Koujaku y Noiz Sinopsis: No es realidad virtual, no es la vida real, no es Rhyme, no es....un simple sueño, se siente vivo, pero a la vez no, muchas voces escuchamos desde lejos, que cada vez se van acercando más, con malas intenciones, ambos lo sentimos. Puedo sentir dolor. Puedo sentir ira. No es nada bueno lo que se esconde debajo de nuestra piel, podemos sentir que todo a nuestro alrededor se hace más sombrío con su presencia, nuestros corazones se aceleran a un ritmo anormal....Y de un zarpazo nos quita la vida. Pero después despertamos. No creemos que solamente es.....Una pesadilla.

Sometimes, the only way to find solace is through working with someone you despise.

Esta es la tercera parte de mi AU de Mechas de Dramatical Murder. Me está encantando escribir esta historia para ustedes, y espero que la estén disfrutando como yo.