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Oh my god....that funny xD YamamotoXWall

This is my first fanfic; please be kind!

HAHA total crackfic. The pairing is WALL80, which I'm sure many of you support as your OTP! YEAHH!

I ain't sure what to write here so I shall leave it yes. It's short because I really cannot describe the relationship between a wall and a teen. It's a complicated thing.

Characters are not owned by me, they are owned by Amano-sensei; if they were mine then Bel would have gotten a crazy female partner [hey, fingers crossed that Viper is somewhat a crossdressing female], Chrome would have approached Hibari and Colonello would never have diedXP

Yep. My writing sucks in this fic but anyhow enjoy. Let the tears flow feely from your eyes as you read this extremely romantic fanfiction.

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The instant Takeshi hit the wall had been his moment of realization.

It had been there all that while, but only up till then had he noticed.

Never, in his 15 years of life so far, had he met face-to-face (literally) with such a strong, sturdy object that had prevented him from doing something rash. Hell, if the wall hadn't stopped him from charging, goodness knows what Genkishi might have done to him.

(Showed Takeshi his school-rule defying eyebrows and scaring him to death with his ugliness, maybe. See what good the wall did!)

O, what amazing hidden powers this barricade beheld! (…RIGHT.)

In fact, although the moment of impact had only lasted for a fleeting instant, as Takeshi's cheek made contact with the cold, hard wall he had felt a connection. Within that split second he had seen through its icy, harsh exterior and felt its true warmth.

There was no mistaking it.

Deep inside, both of them realised that they had been made for each other.

Words failed the rain guardian as he fell to the floor; being overwhelmed with emotion rendered him unable to speak. Stunned by its beauty, he tried to pick himself up but felt himself paralysed; mesmerized by it. (The wall, not Genkishi.) The phantom knight's faces blurred as it seemed to come into focus.

The baseball-cum-swordsman glanced at the sparkling wall weakly for one last time before losing consciousness.

But it was alright. He was content, for he had left a mark, an impression on it (once again, literally); and they would remember each other forever.

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Little did he know that that would be the last time he would ever see his beloved wall…

I mean, remember? Melone Base kind of got TOTALLY BLOWN UP.

WHOO. It's over!

LAWL IT WAS SO SHORT

Ya know, the first time I saw a Wall80 fic I was laughing so much I didn't actually read the fic. I was crying with laughter while reading the title.

(c) http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5407384/1/

"Hey, Terrortunte. Gib mir den Syrup." 
Lussuria versucht Fran zu überreden, ihn das ganze etwas freundlicher zu fragen, bis schließlich Squalo die Nerven verliert und Fran die Syrupflasche an den Kopf, beziehungsweise den Hut feuert.
"Danke, Schreihalskommandant."
"Halt die Fresse!"
"Sag mal, Fran", versucht Lussuria abzulenken.
"Haben wir eigentlich alle so schöne Spitznamen bei dir?"
Fran nickt eifrig. 
"Natürlich. Du bist die Terrortunte, das ist der Schreihalskommandant, das ist der Fake-Prinz und der Boss ist die männliche Menstruation", antwortet Fran gleichgültig.
...
Stille.
"Und... Wie heißt Levi?", hakt Lussuria nach.
Fran blinzelt.
"Wer ist Levi?"
Lussuria zeigt in Richtung des gesuchten Objekts.
"Da sitzt er doch, Fran!"
"Oh", jetzt hatte der Illusionist ihn auch bemerkt. "Ne, der ist zu häßlich um ihn zu beleidigen."






[c] http://www.fanfiktion.de/s/4f8e1f4900021cfc06621ef8

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Vincent van Gogh

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