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This is gonna be one-shots that I wrote for diffrent parts of our guild. Basically, FANFICTION! =D
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Of Refrigirators and Hide-and-Seek
For: Guardians
Summary: It was kind of ironic, really, Yuuki reflected. She was the Air Guardian, and she was about to suffocate in a fridge.
Warnings: CRACK. Little!Guardians. Volcan's three years older than the rest. The others are 8.
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"I'm bored." Aisu spoke up. Yuuki resisted the urge to roll her eyes and smack him with the fish that Veponie was playing with.

Alytir looked up from her book. "If you're so bored, do something about it."

Yuuki suddenly grinned and spoke up, "I KNOW WHAT TO DO! I KNOW I KNOW I KNOW!"

"Breathe, Yuuki." Veponie said without looking up.

Yuuki acted like Veponie hadn't spoken. "Let's play hide-n'-seek in the old junkyard!"

Iris grinned. "Yeah!!"

Volcan rolled his eyes. "You guys are so immature."

Yuuki simply stuck her tongue out at him. "You're only three years older than us, Mr. Poopy-pants!"

Alytir started hyperventilating at the swearing. Yuuki swallowed nervously. She really hoped that no one would tell her parents she said that.

"Let's play already!" Iris spoke up. "One two three NOT IT!!!"

"Not it!" Yuuki shouted.

"Not it!" Veponie quickly echoed.

"Not it." Alytir echoed.

"Ew, so not it!" Aisu spoke.

"SO VOLCAN'S IT!!" Yuuki shouted happily.

"No way." He spoke, not looking up from the paper he was scribbling on. He felt a tugging on his shirt. He looked down to see Veponie's chibi face staring up at him. 'Oh s**t.' He thought to himself.

"V-volcan, can't you please play with us?" She looked up at him through teary eyes. "Please?"

He sighed and shoved his paper away. "Fine."

"Yay!" Veponie screamed as she jumped up, all traces of tears gone. Volcan vaguely wondered why she could always trick him into stuff like this.

He sighed anyways and turned around. "Till the count of thirty. One...Two..."

Yuuki and the others raced off.

As Yuuki entered the junkyard, she immediatly saw the perfect hiding spot. An old fridge. She inwardly squealed, pulled it open, and hopped inside, pulling it closed behind her.

Well. It was dark in there. Yuuki hated the dark. She swallowed nervously. 'Just until he finds everyone else, then I'll be fine.'

Twenty-eight seconds later....

"Ready or not, here I come!" Volcan shouted before sitting back down to draw another sword.

Several Hours Later....

Well. It was still very dark in there. Yuuki reflected vaguely that it probably wasn't good she was so light headed. Suddenly she remebered something. A boy had died because he had been playing hide-and-seek and hid in a fridge.

Well.

This wasn't good.

Yuuki frantically hit the door. WHY had Volcan not found her yet? It was a pretty obvious hiding place. Then again, he probably reasoned that no one was stupid enough to hide in a fridge.

After around five minutes of continously hitting the door, she stopped. It was too hard.

She leaned back. It was kind of ironic, really, Yuuki reflected. She was the air guardian, and she was about to suffocate in a fridge.

She hit the door once more. It popped open and Yuuki tumbled out. Well, that was anti-climatic.

She quickly walked back to the clearing. Volcan was sitting in the clearing still, all alone. She glared at him, although he didn't seem to notice her, frustrating her even more.

She quickly walked over and smashed her foot into his drawing.

"What the-" He spoke, surprised and startled.

"You suck."
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And everyone except the fridge lived happily ever after! Totally.

once upon a time
For: Fantasy Book
Summary: For they were not the first with the book, only the last.
Author's Note: Am I the only one who finds it weird that I'm writing fanfiction for our guild?
Warnings: Um, emo-ness?
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She finds it in an old corner of the palace. She is just a maid, but even she can tell that the book was enchanted.

She flipped it open. She could not read, but she could tell there was writing on the inside.

She frowned. The rest of the book was blank.

Because it was enchanted, she couldn't just keep it. She would have to give it to someone. Who?

One person came to mind. Maybe.... She was a maid of the princess. If she simply 'dropped' the book while she was cleaning, the princess could find it, and she wouldn't have to worry.

She slipped quietly out of the hallway, never seeing the eyes on her.
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The visiting prince watches as the maid picks up the Fantasy Book. He frowns. She would not know of it's powers. If he could find her, he might be able to get it back....

He turned around and nearly ran into the princess. Her eyes widened as her face turned red.

He did not understand the princesses' strange attraction towards him. He knew that he was not particularily ugly, but this was over the top.

He watched her stutter some apology softly and walk quickly off.
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The princess has fleed to her room when a maid walks in. She handed the princess a book and runs out.

The princess walked over and picked it up. The cover read 'The Fantasy Book' in formal lettering.

She opened it and began to read.
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The prince walked into the princess's room. He spied her reading The Fantasy Book and frowned. Such a book in the hands of a silly, empty-headed girl would be bad.

He quickly walked over and snatched it out of her hands. She gasped in shock, obviously not expecting anyone to have entered.

She demanded an explanation as to why he was in her room. He replied that he would not need to talk to a girl such as herself. She glared and demanded he give her the book, then leave.

His response was simple: 'No.'

She lunged at him in a desperate attempt for the book. He shoved her back. She hit her dresser, several jars falling off and shattering.

She glared up and lunged again. He grabbed both her hands before she could get it. She swung in a circle and pushed.

He fell towards the window, the book still in his arms. Her eyes widened in shock and she lunged after him.

They fell out the window together.
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Later, when the maid heard of the incident, she blamed herself. It was later that night when her sister discovered her body, the maid having bitten off her own tongue.
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The sorcerer looked at the clock in his window. He grinned savagely as he looked at the paper in his hands.

'They are all gone.'

fin.

Espanol, English Papers, and iPods
For: Disturbed Academy
Summary: In which Yuuki signs them up for the Spanish Homework club and Syrie is confused.
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"Guess whaaaaaaaat?" Yuuki asked in a bright, sing-song voice. Syrie could feel her emo soul die slowly at the happiness.

Avi gulped nervously. "What?"

"WE'RE PART OF THE SPANISH HOMEWORK CLUB!"

Syrie inwardly killed herself.

Avi stared at Yuuki. "What. The. Hell."

"I tried to sign us up for the Art Club, but they said they didn't like me-"

"Gee, I wonder why?" Syrie muttered under her breathe, remebering the disaster with the pottery wheel.

"-so then I tried to sign us up for the English Club, but then they told me they had too many members, which was weird, because I only saw one name on the sheet-"

Avi thought back to the time when Syrie had plagirised one of her papers, causing several companies to sue the school.

"-and THEN I tried to get us into the Manga Fanclub, but they said we were too weird, which was odd, because I know for a fact that most manga characters look weirder than we do-"

Syrie remebered the time someone had asked Yuuki where she bought her dye. It hadn't been pretty, and the blood had been hard to get off the walls.

"-so the Spanish Homework Club ended up being the only one left!" Yuuki finished her tale.

"Ah." Syrie spoke, barely paying attention, still thinking of the pretty red color.

"It's right after school today! See you guys there!" Yuuki spoke as she ran off to her next class. Avi stood up and followed her, as Syrie ignored the bell and walked to the back of the school to go have a smoke.
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After School
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Yuuki grabbed Avi's arm from their last period class (Algerbra II) and pulled her to the Spanish classroom. To both of their surprises, Syrie was already in there, sitting next to a perky looking blonde.

"-and then she was like 'No way!' and I was like, 'Way!' and she said she didn't believe me and then-" The blonde babbled on. Syrie looked like she was dangerously close to killing said blonde.

Yuuki grabbed her arm and dragged her to the desk where she had already dropped Avi. She pulled a chair over and plopped down.

A teacher walked in. "¡Hola, y bienvenido a los Deberes españoles Golpean!"

Syrie blinked. "What the ******** teacher frowned and spoke, "El idioma, el idioma." He grinned brightly. "¡Y significo que en los sentidos de las palabras usted utiliza y el idioma que usted habla!"

Yuuki giggled. Syrie stared at her. "You UNDERSTAND that?"

"¡Si!" She grinned. Syrie blinked. "Um." Avi quickly scratched something onto a piece of paper. 'She's in AP Spanish, remeber?'

"Oh." Syrie watched as Yuuki talked animatedly with a hot guy. 'Lucky b***h.'
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Several Hours Later
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"¡Hasta manana!" Yuuki called as the trio walked out of the room. Several 'Adios'es and 'Hasta manana'es were heard.

"That was a nightmare," spoke Syrie. She had been forced to sit at a desk for three hours as Yuuki talked in Spanish.

"What are you talking about?! That was great!" Yuuki said animatedly.

"That was only cause the hot guy kept flirting with you," Avi spoke, sulking slightly.

"Well, at least the next meeting isn't till next week." Syrie let out a relieved sigh.

Yuuki looked at her strangely. "What are you talking about? The next meeting's tomorrow!"

"WHAAAAAAAAAAT?!"
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The California Times
January 14, 20XX- It was reported that two young women bribed a school principal into disbanding a club. This normally would not be so important if they had not killed all the members save one prior to meeting with the pricipal.
More information on page B1....

Why must you ******** pick on me!

Get over it, I make fun of everyone. You don't see Yanni-banana-spaz-cat complaining, do you?

Nevermore
For: Guardians
Summary For the times she can't remeber.
Author's notes/Warnings: Um, emoness? VolVep (Yes, I really must make pairing names), AisVep, and one-sided AisSar. Volcan's POV. Slight Aisu bashing. Volcan is four years older than Vep in this fic.
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In the next life that you meet, she can't remeber you. You introduce yourself, and she only smiles politely. The geisha make-up looks wrong on her, you think, too old for a girl of barely twelve. She pours your drink for you, but you push it away and stand. She looks at you, puzzled.

You walk to the door and open it. Before you leave, you turn at look at her. "Yes?" she speaks softly, puzzled. You frown and walk out.
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She has discovered her powers now, but not her memory. You watch as her and Aisu smile at each other, exchanging words. You wish that you were the one to save her from her prison, from the geisha house. Instead, it was him. Your hands curl into fists and you see Sarina watching them with a expression both regretful and jealous. Yuuki is glaring daggers at Aisu. Taranis and Phanes are too wrapped up in their little twisted relationship to notice anything else. But the worst is Alytear. The pity for you in her eyes is too much to bear.

You rise again, startling the other Guardians. "Volcan?" she asks you.

You're startled for a second. Her voice is the same beauty that it was in your last life. In your mind, you can see Eygpt, and your three children. They disappear as you see Aisu grab her hand. The smirk on his face is all to obvious.

You run out of the room.
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When you and Sarina are married, you know that there is no romantic obligation. You know that you will not be faithful, and neither will she. The rings on your fingers are cover, so you can sneak undetected into a country, after all, a couple is less suspicious than a pair of friends.

The ceremony is small, with Yuuki as the one who marries you. You remeber that she refused to do it for Aisu and Veponie, claiming that she would have no part in something like that. She had stared at you, demanding you to stop it. Even now, she is staring at you, waiting for you to say something, waiting for you to talk to Veponie, waiting for you to sweep Veponie off her feet into the sunset. You know this could never happen, but you can almost read her thoughts.

Her voice interupts your thoughts. "Do you, Volcan, take Sarina as your lawfully wedded wife?"

She stares at you still. You can almost hear the chant 'Nononono' in her head. "I do." You say stiffly. She frowns, before turning to Sarina.

"Do you, Sarina, take Volcan as your lawfully wedded husband?"

"I do."

"You may now kiss the bride." Your lips crash together. It feels wrong. You break apart after only a second. Veponie and Aisu are watching you, Veponie curiously, and Aisu triumphantly. You can see the rings on their fingers.

For the third time, you walk out on the happy couple, leaving Sarina to deal with the congratulations alone.
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It is a blood, brutal battle. Dodge, strike, kill; your body reacts automatically, leaving your mind to ponder the fate of the others. You spot Iris on the ground, leaning over Yuuki's body. Alytear is surrounded, five to one. You fare no better, fighting seven attackers off at once.

Sarina is gone. You don't know where; you're too preoccupied to honestly care. Your mind drifts to Veponie. You pray that she will survive this battle.

Suddenly, you are brought back from your thoughts.

Your opponent has stabbed you through the stomach.

You fall to the ground. You know that you won't have long to live. Already, your vision is growing hazy. You hear footsteps on the grass. Maybe it was Alytear, here to hear your last will and testement, to preserve your thoughts in stone? Or maybe Yuuki, one of your closer friends?

It was neither. Veponie crouches beside you, her eyes swimming with tears. Your mind supplies the image of Aisu's broken body, and you feel sickly pleased.

Her eyes seem diffrent. They have the same feel as the rest of theirs. Old beyond their years.

She leans forward and touches her lips to yours.

You whisper your first words to her since you met. "I love you."

Your eyes close, and her crying face is the last thing you see.

lol.

Rock Band
For: Guardians
Summary: [Shut up, you b*****d! You're disturbing my concentration!] He was a thief stealing from her house, and she was too busy kicking a** at Rock Band to pay any attention to him.
Warnings: Um, crack? VolVep. (I am addicted. Shut up Yanni.)

Volcan crept stealithily into the house, feeling vaguely ninja-like. It was empty, and he couldn't hear anything.

After looting most of the rooms, he headed towards the main prize: the second (spoiled) daughter of the family: Veponie. He had no idea why that name sounded familliar, nor did he care.

He stealthily pushed open the door to her room.

"I'LL KEEP YOU MY DIRTY LITTLE SECRET!"

Volcan was nearly thrown backwards at the sound of the music. He crept forward to see some girl-presumably the daughter- playing Rock Band, with the volume at max. He wondered vaguely why he hadn't heard her before.

"ARE YOU GONNA KEEP ******** STANDING THERE AND DISTURB MY CONCENTRATION OR ARE YOU GONNA COME IN?!" She shrieked at him. He walked akwardly into the room.

It was surprisingly punk-emo for such rich girl. Most of the colors were varying shades of blue. The only other color was black.

He watched as the girl smashed the drums to 'Dirty Little Secret.' He reached forward to a diamond necklace sitting haphazardly at the edge of her desk.

"GODDAMMIT STOP MOVING YOU'RE DISTURBING MY CONCENTRATION!" she roared at him as she missed several notes.

He blinked slightly. Didn't she know he was a thief?

"THAT INCLUDES BLINKING, b***h!"

He sat still, slightly afraid of this girl. It probably had something to do with the massive amounts of duct tape on her RB drum set, along with several other broken sets in her room. He noted that they were all broken by pounding. He gulped.

"DAMMIT STOP MOVING!"

After a minute, she was finally done. She turned to glare at him. She looked vaguely familiar, but he had no idea why. "Next time, you don't move. You don't blink, you don't even breathe when I am playing. Got it?"

He nodded, feeling slightly scared for his life. She relaxed slightly. "Good." She went to go sit on the chair she had been playing on.

"Um, aren't you all concerned that a complete stranger is in your bedroom?"

"Not really. I've seen worse men than you. Plus, you're scrawny." He watched her hit a button.

"I AM NOT SCRAWNY YOU-"

"SHUT UP YOU b*****d YOU ARE DISTUBING MY CONCENTRATION!"

He stood up very slowly.

"WHAT DID I TELL YOU ABOUT MOVING?!!!"

He froze, in a painfully uncomfortable position with his knees bent slightly, and his hand resting slightly on the bed.

Volcan was forced to stay that way for several minutes before the song ended, and before he could run away.

After that, Volcan was too scared of 'freaky spaz girls' to ever steal again, and Veponie had been too drunk to remeber him.

bcuz u R seme.