Liar

Stile: Buntstifte, Pastellkreide
Datum: 11.08.2007 / 12.08.2007
Benötigte Zeit: etwa 10 Stunden
Musik: AaMl-Soundtrack 1-5 (vor allem "Hikari", "New day has come (Celine Dion)", "Laetitia (E Nomine)", schwedisches Lied, dessen Titel ich nicht schreiben kann, "Say you, say me", chinesische AaMl-songs)
FanArt to FanFiction: Eine FanFiction von OneWinged Muse von deviantART

*Liar* - FanArt zu einer englischen FanFiction auf deviantART von OneWingedMuse ~~~request~~~

Leserichtung japanisch

Yo, wie der Titel schon sagt, nä? ^^ Ich hoffe, der Text sagt euch auch in etwa, was das alles heißen soll *g*
Hier ist der original Auszug, den ich von OneWingedMuse bekommen habe, um das Bild zu zeichnen:

Story (c)OneWingedMuse on DA - Auszug:
The rain pounded down so hard that she couldn’t see. Misty slipped up the cobble stone path. The mud sucked her feet under and she fell just outside the swinging gate. Mud seeped down her legs like blood, running with the rain.
She lifted her head. Ash was only a few feet away with Pidgeot all ready to be mounted.
“Ash wait!” She screamed over the thrashing winds.
He didn’t hear. Pikachu’s ears twitched.
Misty climbed to her feet clumsily and raced forward. She caught him before he was able to mount. She threw her arms out and caught him from behind- tightly crushing him in a hug she knew he wouldn’t easily be able to break from.
“Please… Don’t go Ash.” She whispered into his shoulder.
He was wet, just like her. But he smelt sweet. He always smelt good, in a way she could never explain.
Ash turned and Misty loosened her grip. She had expected for him make an excuse. To try to get away. But he surprised her.
Ash hugged her. He tucked his arm behind her and lifted her slightly off her feet.
“This way’s more comfortable, Mist,” said Ash softly into her ear.
Her voice broke and melted in her mouth. She could only hold him back. She knew he was going to leave, even if she begged him not to.
“Please, I don’t want to lose you.”
“You won’t.” His voice was surprisingly cheerful. He pulled away from her. There was a smile on his face. Misty could tell it was just there to make her feel better. Ash was an excellent actor. “I’m only going to the pokemon center up the road. Won’t be gone for more then an hour. Tell Gary I’ll be back soon, okay?”
She wanted to scream… to scratch him, beat him, hurt him in any way she could. Misty hated him so much. She wanted to shout, “You liar!”
But she only smiled and said, “Okay.”
Like some weakling. Like some pathetic little kitten. Something inside her died with her words… She was letting Ash go.
Pidgeot was looking nervously to the skies. Pikachu was miserably clutching onto the pokemon’s worn saddle. It was obvious the pokemon wasn’t thrilled with the idea of flight- especially in this storm.
Ash paused yet again before mounting. He came back to her, and held her tightly by the shoulders. His touch was so real. She was too tired to fight it.
Ash leaned forward and pressed his lips neatly on her forehead. It wasn’t an affectionate kiss. It was one of pity and Misty knew it. She only just closed her eyes and tried to enjoy it.
“I’ll see you later, Misty,” he whispered to her.
And then he was gone.

So und jetzt Preisfrage: Warum regnet es da nicht?! - Weil ich keinen Regen zeichnen kann und das Bild es mir nicht wert war, zu versauen ;___; das hat es ned verdient!!
Warum hat Misty so ultrakurze Haare? Weil es sich die Autorin so vorgestellt hat :3
Warum zieht Ash Misty nicht nach oben, so wie es im Text steht? Weil der mir auch ohne diese besch... Pose sauviele Nerven demoliert hat!! *zu seinen Haaren und dem Cappy schiel* (ich hab ihn nachts im Traum deswegen sogar angeschrieen XD° *dat MiyaViech hat n Knall*)

In diesem Sinne XD
mata ne ;P