Here's How It Works:
1. Open Your Library (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, iPod, etc)
2. Put It On Shuffle
3. Press Play
4. For Every Question, Type The Song That's Playing
5. When You Go To A New Question, Press The Next Button
6. Don't Lie & Try To Pretend You're Cool
7. Post Your Results

Opening Credits:
Tell Me - X Japan


Waking Up:
Why - Fightstar


First Day At School:
Madrigal - Malice Mizer


Falling In Love:
Senor Senora Senorita - Miyavi


Fight:
Soleil - Gackt


Breaking Up:
Kasumi - Dir en Grey


Prom:
What's Up? - 4 Non Blondes


Life's Okay:
Why - Takeharu Ishimoto, CCFFVII Mix


Mental Breakdown:
Cross Out The Stars - Fightstar


Driving:
Next Go Round - Nickelback


Flashback:
Since U Been Gone - Kelly Clarkson


Getting Back Together:
Feels Like Tonight - Daughtry


Wedding:
Date of Rebirth - Yoko Kanno & Origa


Final Battle:
Heart Shaped Box - Nirvana/Evanescence cover

Funeral:
St. Jimmy - Greenday

Characters belong to Square Enix
Lyrics belong to 30 Seconds To Mars

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Darkness had long since fallen by the time he managed to find his way back home. Home being defined in this case as a rather bleak apartment, but it was cheap, which was the main thing, and therefore sufficed. It was better than the slums - anything was better than the slums - that’s what he kept telling himself anyhow.

Reno hid a yawn behind his hand as he kicked the bottom of his front door while twisting the key at the same time and pushing inwards - stupid door always got stuck. He heaved a sigh as he kicked the door shut behind him, putting more strength than was needed into the kick - he was pissed off and tired. For once in his life, the young man could honestly hold his hand up and say he’d done a hard days’ work…fat bastard had refused to die!

The wiry Turk kicked off his dark sneakers as he passed the couch, resisting the urge to simply lay down and sleep - he would have gladly crawled into a hole somewhere and slept for a week, if the opportunity had arisen - but there was no way in hell he was going to allow himself to sleep with that much blood marring his skin, and as if getting splash-back from that fat idiot the President had wanted eliminated hadn’t been bad enough - he’d received an utter earful from Tseng because of the blood - well what did he expect in all fairness? Bang-band - no splatter?! He had flipped too though; even he had to admit that. Reno shook his head as he thought back over the words he literally yelled across the briefing room at the head-Turk upon being talked down to:
“I swear to fucking god yo! You don’t learn to get the hell off my back, you can go look for my replacement! I’ll fucking quit this shit, and y’know what?! I’d join AVALANCHE just to spite you all! Give ShinRa a run for it’s precious gil! You want things done differently, then stop giving me all the fucking assassin missions Tseng!”
He hated hindsight…it made you realise that you could have crossed a line, but it only makes you realise that after it’s been done and when you can do nothing about it. Still though, he had been severally pissed off - Tseng knew that - he knew how he worked, and knew they had only been empty words. With a slight sigh, he turned and headed straight for the shower, again ignoring the urge to crash on his couch.

The young man remained silent as the hot water beat down hard on his shoulders, slowly but surely erasing the proof of a successful mission to a possible competitor's household - he figured The President was an extremely insecure person...the slightest possibility of a competitor and he'd ordered for an elimination of said possibility. It was over another fifteen or twenty minutes before he stepped out of the shower, satisfied that all traces of blood had been washed down the drain...he paused over the sink as he wiped the condensation from the mirror - his reflection staring right back at him, he watched the mirror as he allowed his thoughts to wander yet again.

“When the hell did I sign up for this shit?!”

It was a stupid question to ask, even he knew that himself - he hadn't signed up for anything - he'd been signed in because he'd been causing too much hassle in the slums...the usual story; broken home, AWOL Dad, crack-head Mom, dealer uncle, whore aunt - sure, some neighbours had called Social Services and the whole deal - but it was always the same, they came, they investigated, they sent him to a foster home with overly friendly people who tried to make him talk about his feelings, and then sent him back to the hell-hole he'd come to recognise as his home - and people honestly wondered why he had turned out the way he had?! Still though, trust ShinRa to take a reportedly untameable kid and turn him into a top rate assassin. Reno shook his head as he turned away from the mirror, remembering all the years he'd spent in the sl

This is a oneshot/Songfic that I wrote a few months back, it's on my Fanfiction.Net account, the lyrics I used are; "Broken" by Seether & Amy Lee. The characters are from the Kingdom Hearts II, uh...this is kinda a more darker-ish thing I wrote a while back, so please be nice?LOL
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Broken.

He watched her closely, as he had done with months now; it was a cruel fate to die; to be caught between the limbo as he had been; forced to watch those of light enjoy their lives to the full, whilst he was left to reflect on where it had all went wrong in his...when exactly had it been when his heart had fallen captive to the darkness, and he was left...<B>empty</b>... Still though; he had found one highlight to his predicament; he was capable of watching over her...there was so much he still wanted to tell her, things he would now never have the chance to, and for some reason; he was sad. It hurt him to see her hurting in this way; he wanted to hold her and comfort her as he had back then...he could still see the smile that had adorned her pale lips the first time they'd spent the night together; just because she had been a prisoner didn't technically mean she had been off limits! Although; he hadn't intended the relationship to become one of such seriousness...but; at the same time; he hadn't complained; she had been the only one to ever make him fell...anything...she still did despite the fact he had digressed...and that alone was the source of her heartache, if he could; he would have gladly jumped the veil of demise itself to comfort her...to take the source of her pain away...

I wanted you to know; I love the way you laugh,

I wanna hold you high and steal your pain away...

I keep you photograph; and I know it serves me well.

I wanna hold you high and steal you pain...

Take her pain away; for her sake and his! Never once in his existence had Axel ever thought of the pain a heart could be capable of feeling, of causing, and now; whether he had one or not; his was breaking in two! He was alone beyond the veil; no one to pass the endless time with, forced to watch the trials and tribulations of his girlfriend and her, now, companions...he was hurting deep down inside, somewhere he had never felt pain before...he felt broken, broken-hearted.

Coz I'm broken when I'm lonesome,

And I don't feel right when you're gone away

He slowly reached out to touch her pale cheek as unshed tears were seen to be gathering within the cerulean depths of her irises...even though he knew throughout his very meaning; she would never feel it; she was gone from him, and there was not one thing he could do about it!

You've gone away; you don't feel me, anymore.

Who would have ever thought a supposed nobody could feel so...empty? So cold and distanced? Well she did, and had done for several months now. Sure; the Organization had fallen...but with it so had the one person who had ever made her feel anything...to anyone watching from the fighting side; they saw a young girl being kept against her will for the sake of her powers, and maybe they were right, to begin with anyway. She had been a prisoner at first, but he had paid attention to her; treated her as his equal...even made her laugh at times...but now he was gone too. He tried to help; and that was his repayment; Digression...it just didn't seem fair.

But it still puzzled her as to how someone so...sure of himself and of life could be a nobody; he was always laughing and smiling...more so when they had been together. Only one other member of the enigmatic group had ever known of the witch and the pyromaniac's relationship; and he had been a good friend; he still was to her; but it wasn't the same anymore; Roxas tried, but he couldn't uplift the girl's spirits no matter how hard he tried; the only person who had ever meant anything to her was gone...had died in an aid to help his other...Naminé blinked back hot t