tiogawolf

Pitbulls I lick I cuddle Am a 70 lbs lap dog A loyal friend Love to play Love my humans and other buddies with my giant heart Just want to please Follow my people around the house to see if I could make their day any better Never fought another thing in my life, so why do people hate me I went to a dog park, I thought I was going to make another friend, but the second the human saw me they went the other way Why Why don't they like me I never did anything wrong People say that pitbulls are vicious, but The only reason they fight is because the humans beat us, starve us, and throw us away if we lose, that is if we didn't die at t

Yes the weekend! No school tomorrow, I can’t wait for school to be over. Oh, wait, I have the host club. That is the worst part about Fridays, you think you can go home and have the weekend off. But then you remember you have to do something. Well, algebra two is almost over then I can go host. “Hey Kyouya-san, is there anything special going on in the club to day?” “No, today is a normal day. Why do you ask?” he replied still looking at his notes. “No reason, I was just wondering.” Ten minutes had passed and the three of us, Tamaki, Kyouya and I walked to the host club. It wouldn’t start for a

“Uuuuuuuuugggggghhhhhhhh” I said as I woke up. I hate mornings, I hate mornings, I hate mornings, especially Monday mornings. I took my shower which only made me more tired.  Then of course I did all of the morning routines. I dragged myself downstairs to eat but I didn’t have an appetite. The car took me to the school but I almost fell asleep during the 15 min. drive. “HEY YAKOMI-KUN!!!” Tamaki shouted in my face with his usual hyperness. “Shut up” I growled *wimper* I glared daggers at him only to send him to his emo corner. “That wasn’t very nice Yakomi-san” Kyouya said. I glared

I got up the next day and realized it was Sunday. I’m just going to lay down for a bit maybe doodle or something. Mom and dad won’t be home for a few more weeks so no family bonding time like usual. That might not be all that bad. Oh wait, we have a test on cellular respiration tomorrow as a recap of last year. Don’t have to study for that. Well, except for the Krebs cycle, no one REALLY understands that, I’m not sure if Krebs fully understands the Krebs cycle. After about ten minutes of studying I am done. Already bored. I don’t feel like TV, or going on the computer like I usually do. Let’s go explore aro

   “Yakomi~ it’s time to wake up”   “Uuuuuuuugggggggghhhhhhhhhhhh” I groaned as I was so rudely interrupted of pleasant sleep. There she is again. My nursemaid, she is really nice and has been one of my best friends since she stuck with my family through move after move.  She is kind of like a sister, considering she is like 28, it isn’t that outlandish. But it isn’t a fun time being stuck with the job of waking me up. That is why all of the other workers gave her the job. They know I would never do anything to her.   I dragged myself out of bed and got dressed. After the morning ritual of brushing

    I walked into school the next day and was instantly swept away by two arms. Great what do the twins want now? “Hey Hikaru, hey Kaoru what’s up?” They pulled you into away into a corner.    “Oh nothing, hey so who do you have class with, we mean what grade are you in?” they chanted in unison as now expected.    “I am in the same grade as Kyouya-san and Tamaki-san, why?”    “We just didn’t see you in our class so we wanted to know what class you are in” spoke who I think is Hikaru. The twins let go of me just to follow me to my class.    “Hey if you are in the same class

 Well. You got your hearing back after two surgeries performed by lady Tsunade herself. That was fortunate because if you didn’t get it back you would no longer be able to be a ninja. Back to the mission. You were all leaping from tree to tree. Finally the four of you made it to the Land of Rice Patties. It was about midnight so you pitched up two tents. Of course you slept with the same gender as was accustomed. Tomorrow morning you would set out on search of anything suspicious while waiting for the Leaf village to send mission specifics. It was the next day so you each split up in the small town. You came across what sounded like a

     Everyone sits down on the extravagant furniture so I can talk. “Well, you see… um… I don’t exactly know how to explain this. But it’s worth a shot; there are girls in my class that are always near me. They chat and giggle, and the guys took notice. They think I am somehow stealing all of the girls’ attention away from them. I am strong enough to hold my own, but really, who can take on so many guys at once.” I cringe thinking about the few bruises and scars they left from fights. Slowly I pull up a sleeve revealing bruises. Tamaki gasps as well as the others.     “So that’s why you

     I am Yakomi Tarinoka, and I will not put up with anyone or anything you repeated in your head over and over again as you stormed down the hall. It is only your fourth day of school as a second year in Ouran High School. So far half of the guys despised you, made fun of you, and bullied you.     You felt a hand on your shoulder and thought it was another student coming to harass you. Instantly you grabbed their arm with both of your hands and flung the heavy person over your shoulder. Pissed off as you were you didn’t care if the person was hurt. He landed on his back in front of you with a thud, driving all of the air out of his

 He walked right past you not even knowing that you exist. You hated when he did that! You were friends right? Ever since the academy days, you were like siblings. Always inseparable, joined at the hip some would say. Kiba Inuzuka, your best friend. Ever since you two were made gennin in the same squad he started acting funny. It was unnoticeable at first. Then you were made chunnin and the subtle differences appeared. You would try to get closer to him to find out what was going on but he always shied away. It was painful when you best friend is hesitant to talk to you anymore. You, Kiba, Shino, and Hinata were on a mission. Your mission