Rant about anything: Malec,Malec,Malec

Summer Writing Challenge (Even if it's not summer anymore, just let me finish it)

4. Rant about anything

I just thought that after all the defending I've done for these guys to the people who kept on putting blame for their break up, it's much better to reminisce what lures us all to this lovely pairing in the first place. :)

Okay, there's always something that leaves me breathless whenever I read either Magnus or Alec's lines in the whole Shadowhunter series. Maybe I'm just biased or something but I can't help writing their lines in a piece of paper no matter how 'unquotable' the line may be, I even get the urge to cut their lines off the book sometimes!

I just love the pairing, really. I mean Magnus treats Alec like some sort of princess, prince on his case but it's the treatment we all girls would love to experience from someone we love. He's doing favors after favors for him. Doing every single thing to make Alec's life easier. It's the intensity of the love Magnus's possess that leaves me overwhelmed every single time.

But of course, Alec is not the type to just simply leech on Magnus.. he's capable in his own ways. He fought well, he's pretty realistic and broad minded. He's timid and contemplative despite all the flaws he's got plus he's manning up and does every responsibility bestowed on him. May it be his duty as a brother or as a Shadowhunter. And as we all know, he's the one who actually asked the High Warlock of Brooklyn out! He keeps to himself since he doesn't know how to express himself better in words and that makes him pleasantly unpredictable and ultimately lovable in Magnus's perspective :3 Not to mention that he really really loves Magnus with the entirety of his being that losing Magnus is out of the question for this man. It will kill him.

Good night!  

Hikanoo: Brighter than the sun

Summer Writing Challenge

HikaNoo: Brighter than the sun

Stop me on the corner
I swear you hit me like a vision
I, I, I wasn't expecting
But who am I to tell faith where it's supposed to go with it?


Passing by strangers, both young and old, some giving him peaceful and sweet smiles, some simply nodding at him, some ignoring him at all. Among those people Hikaru came across to, he loved those who are too busy, immersed in the presence of their loved ones to notice him at all. He would admit it, he quite like the attention on him his friends used to say came from his undeniably attention-grabbing aura and smile, but he loved seeing people in love more that he loved that attention. He saw a young couple pushing their young son in the swing as he turned around the corner that led to the park. He smiled as he passed by them and he saw the young child grin at him and gave him a peace sign. He laughed out loud. If people in this place are this friendly, he wouldn't mind making this his permanent jogging route, besides the Sakura trees that lined this particular path are really beautiful, with the sunlight passing through the thick leaves just in the right amount that you could enjoy basking in it. Unlike in the previous path wherein it's too hot and there are too many students glaring or flirting with each other for him to actually enjoy his morning jogs. Only, this path is farther from the University but he's jogging anyway so what's the difference a few blocks make? 

As Hikaru continued on his jog waving his hand to the child and smiling at the couple, he saw another man jogging a few meters in front of him. He wasn't so sure why but he got curious with the man even though it was just his back that he saw but he felt a different aura coming from the man that made him quite relax. The slender man in front of him with black curly hair that rest at the nape of his neck wore a black jogging pants quite similar to what Hikaru wore and a blue rubber shoes and gray shirt. Sweat are visible from his gray shirt, the man then pulled something from his pocket and tied his hair revealing his creamy white nape that made Hikaru blush by the thought of looking at a man and observing something so intimate without even knowing what the man looked like.

Don't you blink you might miss it
See we got a right to just love it or leave it
You find it and keep it
Cause it ain't every day you get the chance to say..


Hikaru decided to slow down his pace and match the man's pace to continue observing. He saw a girl wave and smile at the man and he saw the man waved back at her and continued on. Hikaru saw the girl blush and looked longingly at the man's back. Hikaru smiled at himself thinking that the man must be handsome indeed for a pretty girl to smile like that. When he looked back at the man he saw him standing at the side of the path talking to an elderly couple and saw the old lady give him an apple. Hikaru realized that he was at rest in the middle of the path gaping like a fish so he pretended to fix his shoe lace waiting for the man to continue on his path. For a while he got scared that the man would finally stop there without giving him the chance to actually talk to him. That thought struck Hikaru, 'When did I actually start planning to talk to him?' grimacing, he finally stood up just in time for the man to resume his previous pace. They were turning a corner when suddenly the man increased his pace into a full run that left Hikaru unconsciously running after him. When he turned the corner, he saw the man standing in the side of the path looking at the lake before him. He shook his sweaty hair and the hair band feel without him noticing and he continue to walk on the grass and sat by the lake. Hikaru pick up the band and tried to catch his breath and followed the man.


Oh this is how it starts, lightning strikes the heart
It goes off like a gun, brighter than the sun.
Oh, it could be the stars, falling from the sky
Shining how we want, brighter than the sun.

"I believe this is yours?" Hikaru said standing beside the man. The man looked up at him and suddenly grinned. The man was not handsome as Hikaru thought..he was beautiful. He has porcelain white skin and perfect nose and sensual thin lips, but what caught Hikaru's attention more was the brown eyes that seemed to be expecting his presence.

"Ahh, my stalker. Yes that's mine." The man said with an expecting smile and reached for the band.

"Eh?!" Hikaru asked bewildered, blushing by the thought of being caught.

"Are you not the one piercing his gaze at me since earlier? If I am a butter then I would be well melted now." The man grinned.

"Not that it's a bad thing though, is it?" He added patting the grass beside him motioning for Hikaru to sit down. Hikaru sat down with a blush still on his face while silently berating himself for staring too much at the same time admiring the beautiful face and front of him almost in disbelief that he got to talk to that mysterious person he was so interested since earlier.

"I'm sorry for staring..I'm Yaotome Hikaru." Hikaru introduced himself thinking that he could actually remove that "stalker" label on him if he properly introduced himself.

"Ahh that name sort of suit you don't you think? I'm Inoo Kei." Inoo smiled once again and finally lay down in the grass.

"Soo what have you found from your thorough observation of my back, Yaotome-san?" Hikaru managed to laugh with the sarcastic tone Inoo used.

"I'm sorry again for staring too much..well that you sort of have a very relaxing aura and that girl you waved at earlier is in love with you and that you looked pretty friendly..and that you have a pretty sensual nape..actually." Hikaru smiled as he lay down on the grass as well.

"Wow, you think so?" Inoo asked without removing his gaze at the clouds that were drifting by.

"Uh-huh." Hikaru answered. They settled into a comfortable silence with Inoo watching the clouds pass by and Hikaru thinking about the rather interesting guy beside him.


I never seen it, but I found this love I'm undefeated.
You better leave, I'm better than anything I've ever had
Cause you're so damn beautiful read it,
It's time and deliver it let's seal it.
Boy we go together like peanuts and paydays and molly and reggae. 


"So what does this beautiful person doing alone on such a fine day?" Hikaru asked leaning his elbow on the grass to get a better look at the man beside him.

"What? You mean me?" Inoo was pulled back from his reverie.

"I don't see anybody else who I would actually call beautiful, really." Hikaru answered urging him.

"Well..there's you." Inoo said with a smile.

"Me? Beautiful? I've never heard anyone use that word on me before." Hikaru laughed.

"Well there's me for a start." Inoo laughed as well.

"But to answer your question, I was alone because I just broke up with my boyfriend and best friend for years..well I'm pretty stupid really. I knew it, players will always be players in both aspect of the word."

"Well, what does he play?" Hikaru asked perked up by the term "boyfriend".

"Soccer." Inoo answered.

"Wait..is this Yabu-kun from the soccer club?" Hikaru asked assuming that Inoo is from the same university as well. Inoo gaped at him like a fish out of the water.

"H--how did you know?" Hikaru smiled and lay back once again.

"Well I assumed we're from the same university and the only one who looked like a 'player' in the soccer team was Yabu-kun. We were classmates in Humanities last semester.

"Wow, it's a pretty small world." Inoo sighed.

"Uh-huh." Hikaru answered.


Everything is like a way out, cause we shine down
Even when the light's out but I can see see you glow
Got my head up in the rafters, got me happy ever after
Never felt this way before, ain't this way before.


Hikaru was humming his new favorite song when they settled into another comfortable silence when suddenly the clouds were replaced by a wide eyed Inoo Kei.

"Was that Suit and Tie you were humming?!" He asked bewildered with a grin slowly settling on his face. Hikaru grinned back finding another similarity between them.

"You're a Justin Timberlake fan too?" Hikaru asked.

"I am! Phew! Finally someone who I could share this obsession with! Yabu used to say I'm too high maintenance that why can't I simply like other Japanese artist.." Inoo trailed off.

"Well one can't simply miss Justin's awesomeness. Especially his Grammys performance..." Hikaru said distracting Inoo from his thoughts about Yabu.

"Isn't it?!" Inoo shouted and the both of them laughed by how childish Inoo seemed. When the laughter died down, Inoo grabbed Hikaru's shoulder and looked at him.

"Ne, Hikaru..aren't you uncomfortable by the thought that I'm gay?" Inoo asked waiting for the worst.

"No, instead of uncomfortable..I would admit I felt relieved." Hikaru admitted looking at Inoo.

"Really? I mean I would be sad if you were uncomfortable..thanks, Hikaru." Inoo smiled..this time a smile that held so many promised opportunities for Hikaru.

"So that means we could hang out again next time?" Hikaru asked hopeful.

"I guess we could meet in the campus or maybe we could have coffee sometimes.." Inoo said.

"Or maybe I could just make this my permanent jogging path, don't you think?" Hikaru suggested.

"That would be the best idea." Inoo agreed.


In spite of being ultimately observant, this time Hikaru let the people pass by unnoticed. The both of them immersed in each other's presence like two people in love.

1. Write a short autobiography

Well, I've planned lots of summer projects as a remedy to my tendency to laze all throughout summer but as well..my grandmother had been sick and had passed away, I haven't done much other that staying with her throughout her struggle which I would still gladly do if she's still with us. I just hope she's happy now in heaven.

So instead of lazing around and doing nothing with my life, I will try to accomplish some projects with the little time left of my summer vacation.

1. Write a short autobiography

I used to think that I have some sort of summer curse wherein injuries seem to find their way to me amidst the heat of the scorching sun back in the hometown where I grew up in. Way back when I was a toddler, they said, I stepped on  burning bush and as proof I've got this tiny brown scar on my right ankle. When I heard that, I shrugged and maybe thanked god that I could not remember what sort of agony am I in that time. The next summer after that I heard, I nearly choke while eating and my grandfather literally pushed his fingers down my throat. Then there's the snake incident, the dog bite incident, the car accident, the 'almost' car accident then the huge tree branch that fell due to a lightning a few inches away from me when I was out playing in the rain which left me still shivering whenever I hear thunders. The next thing I remember is the bike accident that left me in a now faint and barely visible scar on the bridge of my nose.

As I grew older though, I started thinking that the summer curse has grown bored of my physical pains and shifted to somewhere more fragile and intolerant of pain than the physique. This is the second summer wherein I found myself in a very depressing and self-loathing mood and I'm starting to get tired of it, really. And this year my grandmother died and left me with a broken heart. I was actually pretty normal as a girl in all those possible 'girlish' aspects but what earns me some sort of incredulous looks, I believe is how I spend my time.  I think I was even more sociable way back in 2nd grade than I am right now. Although I have dozens of friends and I'm usually updated with their problems and lives, (usually leaving me with no time for my own problems) I still made it a point that nothing much from or about me is spilled out. Not from the lack of trust or anything, I just like keeping to myself. I'm not the type to get comforted by letting out a problem to a friend, I don't know why but as I grew older I prefer the silence of an empty house of the serenity of the night leaving me up late most of the nights preferably in the company of a good book. 

On the 12th year of my life here on earth, I first fell in love with a very close friend..well I don't remember much anyways.

On the 13th, I've met again the guy who will become my best friend through out my high school years.

On the 14th year, I've made lots of discoveries. ;) I've learned that I like waaay too many genre of songs and I don't even care if it's on a completely foreign language or not. I've learned about the wonderful world of anime and writing, and I've met the girl who will become another good and lovely best friend who's been stuck with me till now.

On th 15th, I've discovered the wonderful world of yaoi and the passion and realism of love that came with it.

On the 16th, I became scared of the sensation of falling (not like falling in love, doofs.) as in literally falling because of another car accident.

On the 17th, I fell in love with hardcore and philosophical literatures of Milan kundera and Haruki Murakami.

On the 18th, I've learned that half of the words I say have sexual innuendos on it, and no, I'm not sexually frustrated or anything... And I learned how painful it is to lose someone forever.

The years before those are like a blur to me and the only things I remember were: the ulcer I've got in 1st grade, mom leaving for overseas work, the three lovely sisters in the neighborhood, my lovely books, and my classmates who are scared and intimidated at me at the same time, and of course my fear of snakes.

And currently, I have this feeling that I'm a really bad fangirl, because I have so many fandoms I don't think my heart can still take it anymore.

Girlfriend extraordinaire of the High Warlock of Brooklyn, the Magnificent Magnus Bane, alumnus of Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and wizardry, resident of 221B baker Street, Loves Blue Telephone Boxes. Parabatai. Will be travelling solo in a few years from now then will settle in Japan and study in Keio University or prolly work in NHK and marry Ninomiya Kazunari if Ohno would let me or at least that's what I see in my dreams.

Okay, those are rubbish.

Here's a little serious me:

Name's Kathleen. 18. Journalism student of the Royal and Pontifical University of Santo Tomas. Youngest of three. Mom's cooking is nice. Dad's laptop is almost mine. Ambivert. I have different sets of friends for my different sets of personalities, so many they couldn't really understand each other.