...ophelia wants her own journal...

Happy Birthday YuuYuu, Oneshot (Tenimyu - Kamakari Kenta/Seto Yuusuke)

Fri, 24 Oct 2008 21:49:07 GMT

Title: Happy Birthday YuuYuu
Author: Len
Fandom: Tenimyu
Pairing: Kamakari Kenta/Seto Yuusuke
Rating: PG
Warnings: None.
Disclaimer: I don't know Kamakari Kenta and Seto Yuusuke.
A/N: For my Lily~ *hugs* I love you. ♥♥♥♥♥

Kamakari Kenta looked at the crowd surrouding the birthday boy. He was frustrated at the fact that he has to share Seto Yuusuke with everyone on his special day. He decided to buy cake earlier for Yuusuke. He hid it so that no one would see. But then, Aoyagi Ruito had to follow him when he went to get the cake to greet the birthday boy at exactly 12 midnight. Obviously, he saw the cake and invited everyone to greet Yuusuke a happy birthday.

I already shared the gift for him. Why do I also have to share him now? He thought annoyingly. Besides, I also bought the cake and now YuuYuu thinks everyone bought the cake for him.

The team chipped in to buy Yuusuke an iPod. This was in fact Kenta's idea. Everything was his idea. But somehow what happened was, he was set aside while everyone greeted the Choutarou actor a happy birthday.

"Thank you for the cake and the iPod!" Yuusuke said gratefully, with the wide smile on his face. Kenta couldn't help but stare at the cuteness of his doubles partner.

Ah, who cares if he doesn't know this was all my idea. Seeing the smile is worth it. Kenta thought, calming down and laughing along with others. Yuusuke's smile showed so much happiness that Kenta doesn't want to be annoyed anymore. He stared fondly as Yuusuke took the chocolate piece with his name and took a bite on it.

"KenKen knows what to buy for me, ne?" Yuusuke looked at Kenta, giving a smile different from what he showed the others. At that point, Kenta's heart melted.

Kenta cleared his throat. "Of course," Kenta said haughtily, moving towards Yuuusuke. "After all, I'm a failure for a doubles partner if I don't know what makes him happy." Kenta reached for Yuusuke's hair and ruffled it.

"Ah, that's not what'll make me happy." Yuusuke shook Kenta's hand off his head. He reached for Kenta's back jean pocket and slid his hand into it. Kenta froze at that minute, unsure as to what to think on why Yuusuke did that -- that thing that'll so tempt Kenta to drag him away from that room and keep him all to himself.

Yuusuke pulled out Kenta's cellphone and flipped it open. "I want a picture. I'll post it in my blog." Yuusuke smirked at Kenta as he knows Kenta was already thinking of something else aside from that.

Kenta laughed nervously. He took the cellphone from Yuusuke's hand and went to Yuusuke's back, posing and positioining the cellphone in front of them. "I'll post it in my blog too," he declared.

Yuusuke laughed. He raised the cake in front of him and pretending to eat it, looking at the cellphone and smiling at it. Kenta smiled as well and clicked the cellphone's camera to take the picture.

"Thank you!" Yuusuke smiled as Kenta sent the picture to Yuusuke's phone so that he can blog it later. Yuusuke was staring at their picture, smiling at how funny the picture looked like.

"YuuYuu." Kenta called, disrupting his thoughts.

"Hmmm?" Yuusuke replied, looking up at Kenta.

Kenta pushed the cake that Yuusuke was holding towards his face, smothering the cake onto the birthday boy. "Happy Birthday YuuYuu!"

And yes, Kenta wasn't frustrated anymore since he knows that he's the only one who can make Yuusuke's birthday a happy one.

I'll never win against him, Oneshot (Tenimyu - Kamakari Kenta/Seto Yuusuke)

Wed, 10 Sep 2008 13:39:21 GMT

Title: I'll never win against him
Author: Len
Fandom: Tenimyu
Pairing: Kamakari Kenta/Seto Yuusuke
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Smut?
Disclaimer: I don't know Kamakari Kenta and Seto Yuusuke.
A/N: For the girl who loves me more than she loves porn. I love you more than I love porn! ♥ Title courtesy of Lily as well. :)

When Kamakari Kenta invited Seto Yuusuke to his apartment, this wasn't what he had in mind. No, he didn't like what he was seeing. Sitting beside him on his bed was his new doubles partner, pushing the buttons away, playing a Dragonball Z on his Playstation. What annoyed Kenta the most was the fact that he didn't want this situation. He asked Yuusuke to come over to spend time with him -- quality time. But what met him was Yuusuke's excitement to eagerly try out the new game.

This was the time Kenta wished he was a Playstation controller... At least Yuusuke's hands were all over it.

Kenta's eyes were at the younger boy beside him. Clearly, Yuusuke was so engrossed into the game to notice that Kenta was already undressing him in his mind. When he met Yuusuke, he was taken away by the innocent look the younger boy possesses. Yuusuke, however, was the complete opposite. Since they were closer in age, Yuusuke is mature and naughty at the same time. He can keep up with Kenta's thinking and quickly they were able to be close to one another. Too close, in fact.

Although at this moment, Yuusuke was not in his mature and naughty self.

As if sensing Kenta's stare, Yuusuke paused the game and looked at Kenta. "Hey, do you want to do something else?" He asked Kenta with a mischievous glint on his eyes.

Kenta took that as an initiative from Yuusuke. He grabbed the controller from Yuusuke and threw it on the floor. He pushed the taller boy onto the couch and climbed on top, planting a kiss on Yuusuke's lips.

"Boy, you're fast." Yuusuke smirked, stroking Kenta's hair.

"Well, we shouldn't waste any time." Kenta argued. "We would've done this earlier if someone wasn't busy smashing around Piccolo." There was a hint of sarcasm in Kenta's tone. Yuusuke smiled when Kenta was like this -- being stubborn and sarcastic to him. Yuusuke wrapped his arms around Kenta's neck, pulling the boy closer for another kiss. This time, Yuusuke forced his tongue to Kenta's mouth, sending the message to his partner that he's ready for more.

Kenta allowed Yuusuke to kiss him passionately. What he learned about Yuusuke was that this boy was affectionate and he would take every opportunity to show that he cares for Kenta.

Kenta continued to let Yuusuke kiss him, feeling the touch of the younger boy's hand sliding up and down his back. Still on top of the taller boy, he unbuttoned Yuusuke's top, feeling the skin it exposed. He released his lips from Yuusuke and started licking down Yuusuke's neck, biting the skin every once in a while.

Slowly, Kenta made his way down, touching Yuusuke's body, making sure no portion is left untouched. Yuusuke's skin was so smooth and it's no secret that Kenta can't get his hands off Yuusuke. He reached his destination and unzipped Yuusuke's pants, sliding his hands inside and taking Yuusuke's thing into his hand. He smiled slyly at Yuusuke stared back at him with the same sly smile. Kenta took this a signal that he should go further.

He took all of Yuusuke into his mouth. Kenta sucked longingly. Never did Kenta go down on anyone as he felt that it's a sign of submitting himself to the other person. But for Yuusuke, he was willing enough.

Yuusuke closed his eyes and felt the sensation of Kenta's mouth all over him. He tangled his hands with the older boy's hair. Every lick from Kenta brought Yuusuke closer to his release. He pulled Kenta's hair, motioning Shishido's actor to slide up and face him.

"You didn't like it?" Kenta smirked, planting a kiss on Yuusuke's forehead. "My technique's pretty good."

"Well," Yuusuke started, pushing Kenta off him and rolled over to pin the smaller boy under him. "You learned from the best."

Yuusuke stripped Kenta of shirt and started placing kisses all over Kenta's body. Kenta can't get over how soft Yuusuke's lips were. Yuusuke made a trail of kisses from his neck, chest and stomach until he faced Kenta's crotch. Yuusuke freed Kenta's bulge and kissed its tip before slowly licking it up and down.

Kenta always wonder why Yuusuke was so used to doing this. He remembered asking Yuusuke if there was someone else before him. To which Yuusuke would reply with a question of was there someone else before him.

Kenta arched his body in pleasure of Yuusuke's felatio. It drives him crazy that Yuusuke's tongue can send thrills to his body.

"Yuusuke..." Kenta whispered, ruffling Yuusuke's hair. He wanted more. He wanted Yuusuke.

Yuusuke stopped what he was doing and looked up. He was met with the longing from Kenta's eyes. Choutarou’s actor nodded and he understood what Kenta wanted. Between them, it just takes a look into each other eyes to know what the other desires.

Reaching out, Yuusuke grabbed a tube that was lying on Kenta's drawer, pouring some lotion on his hands and started massaging it over Kenta's. He then climbed off Kenta and laid down beside Kenta.

Kenta went on top of Yuusuke's naked body. He planted a kiss on Yuusuke's lips, reassuring his partner that he'll be gentle and it'll not hurt.

Kenta positioned himself at Yuusuke's opening, getting ready to enter. Yuusuke closed his eyes and prepared himself. Slowly, Kenta pushed himself inside Yuusuke, whispering sweet nothings to the boy, distracting him from the pain. Kenta pushed deeper and deeper until all of him was inside Yuusuke which resulted to a soft moan from the other boy.

In rhythm, Kenta thrust himself in and out of Yuusuke while kissing Yuusuke's neck, giving it a suck from time to time. He wrapped his fingers around Yuusuke's, jerking it in the same pace as his penetration.

Yuusuke dug his nails into Kenta's skin, forgetting that he might scratch the other boy. He can't take the satisfaction he's feeling at the moment. A few thrusts later, he released into Kenta's hands, biting to the other's shoulders to stifle a scream.

At that point, Kenta made one final push and reached his climax, collapsing on top of Yuusuke.

He climbed off Yuusuke and settled beside the tired boy. He took Yuusuke in his arms who settled and dozed off without saying a word.

Kenta shook his head. "How can you sleep at me after all that?" He stroke Yuusuke's hair before kissing it. Honestly, Kenta is unsure of his feelings for Yuusuke but right now, he enjoys his company and he enjoys this. "What am I going to do with you?" Kenta sighed before being interrupted by a sound from the television.

He looked at the television to see the title screen of the Dragonball game that was left forgotten. He laughed and said, "Ah, YuuYuu, this will be the only game you can win."

Fate, Choice, Control, Oneshot (Tenimyu - Kamakari Kenta/Seto Yuusuke)

Mon, 08 Sep 2008 04:51:39 GMT

Title: Fate, Choice, Control
Author: Len
Fandom: Tenimyu
Pairing: Kamakari Kenta/Seto Yuusuke
Rating: PG
Warnings: None.
Disclaimer: I don't know Kamakari Kenta and Seto Yuusuke
A/N: For my Lily~ *hugs* For two years of friendship. :)

Meeting you was fate...

Kamakari Kenta stared at the person, sitting beside him, quietly listening to the other members introduce themselves. Yes, this isn't Date Kouji. He never really knew the reason as to why the former Choutarou actor wasn't back in Tenimyu, but he never really pushed it further to find out. He and Kouji has lost contact of each other since last year and he never really made an effort to communicate with the younger actor either.

He shook his head of memories of his former cast member and paid attention back to the tall boy who was introducing himself to the group. He will be replacing Date Kouji, meaning Kenta would have to get along with him. Kenta found himself curious of the little boy as he felt that his aura is different from Kouji's. He seems more mature. His voice shows excited in playing the role of Choutarou Ohtori. Kenta can't help but smile as he already felt a good vibe from his new co-actor. He knew he'd get along perfectly fine with him. After all, who has heard of a doubles pair without chemistry?

***

Seto Yuusuke introduced himself in front of everyone. He was nervous speaking in front of such a large group as these were composed of popular actors who have made their mark in the musical industry. He knew that he'll be filling in a very important role so he had to be very confident and not disappoint his fellow actors, most of them coming from the original cast.

When his manager informed him that he was casted as Choutarou Ohtori in the upcoming Prince of Tennis Musical, he was very excited. More so, he was included in Hyoutei A. Hyoutei A will have some of the original cast members back and it meant that the pressure is on him to live up to the original Choutarou. Yuusuke will never back out of this. He wanted this role and he'll do his best with it.

What worried him the most though is his partnership with Kamakari Kenta. His doubles partner was sitting beside him but he never really had a chance to introduce himself as Kenta sat down as soon as the meeting started. He'd seen the Shishido actor goofing around with his former Hyoutei teammates and Yuusuke was shy to approach them. He knew Kenta was close to the previous actor who played Choutarou and Yuusuke wants that Kenta will be close to him as well. After all, who has heard of a doubles pair without chemistry?

***

Seto Yuusuke finished his introduction and sat back down. He looked at the person beside him to listen to his own introduction. He found himself staring at Kamakari Kenta's eyes.

"Kamakari Kenta." The actor smiled widely at him and held out his hand. Kenta is known to have an amazing smile and this smile quickly captured Yuusuke's heart.

Yuusuke shook Kenta's hand. "Seto Yuusuke. I'm looking forward to working with you."

Becoming your friend was a choice...

Seto Yuusuke was struggling with his dance moves. He was an okay dancer. He's not the type who has two left foot but somehow, he is having difficulties dancing with a racket in hand, making mistakes in the positions his racket should be at. He has to get used to it. He has to do good in this. He was chosen to be with Hyoutei A. This meant that MMV had confidence that he can deliver Choutarou's role perfectly.

One night, he decided to stay after rehearsals to practice his dance steps. Kenta was nice enough to show him the moves. He was so patient with Yuusuke earlier.

"It'll be better if you hold the racket here," Kenta suggested, holding Yusuke's hand and sliding them down the racket.

Yuusuke blushed at that earlier memory. Kenta's hand was so warm and it makes him feel at ease. He was really grateful that Kenta was his doubles partner as Kenta was comfortable to be with.

"Strong enough to fight!" Yuusuke pumped his in the air. "I can do it!"

***

Kamakari Kenta forgot his cellphone in the rehearsals room. Kenta laughed at himself at how stupid he was. He recalled what happened earlier to find reasons as to why he forgot his cellphone. However, what came into mind was his small session with Yuusuke earlier. Yuusuke was having troubles with his dance as he felt awkward dancing with a racket. Yuusuke was a good dancer so there was no problem with him learning the moves.

Kenta blushed at the earlier memory. He was holding Yuusuke's hand and somehow, it felt so good to touch his skin. Yuusuke was really nice, however, he was also shy. Kenta tries hard to make him feel uncomfortable with but maybe he's not doing a good job.

He opened the door to see someone standing in the middle of the room. Yuusuke. One has just to admire the determination of the boy. Kenta smiled as he knew that Yuusuke was there because he wanted to perfect his moves.

***

"That's right! Strong enough to fight!" Kenta echoed after deciding to step in and join his doubles partner.

"What are you doing here, Kamakari-san?" Yuusuke was surprised to see Kenta in the same room. He was embarrassed as well. He didn't want Kenta to see him practicing like this. He wanted to prove to Kenta that he can do it independently without relying on him.

Kenta picked up a spare racket on the floor. "Well, I have some free time so why don't I help you. Besides, doubles partners depend on each other, right, YuuYuu?" Kenta winked at Yuusuke.

"YuuYuu?" Yuusuke was surprised at what KenKen called him.

Kenta smirked and balanced the racket in his finger like what Shishido does. "Yeah. It's better if you call me KenKen as well. All my close friends call me."

"Okay... KenKen!" Yuusuke smiled. No wonder Kamakari Kenta has a lot of fans. He was very charismatic and he cares for other people. Yuusuke knows that of everyone in Hyoutei, he would be close to Kenta.

But falling in love with you was beyond my control.

Kamakari Kenta had a weekly radio show. He missed having a radio show so Kira Kira Radio was a good opportunity for him. For this week, his guest is Seto Yuusuke.

The past few weeks have been very fun for him and Yuusuke. After rehearsals, they usually go out for a bite. Sometimes, Yuusuke would stay over his apartment and he'd stay over Yuusuke's. Yuusuke seems more comfortable with him.

When it was announced that Yuusuke will be guesting, he was happy. Really happy. He wanted Yuusuke to be in his radio show since it started and the opportunity has finally arrived. It was funny how he became so excited with Yuusuke's guesting. The night before, he was hanging out with Yuusuke at his apartment and he was teasing him about what questions he will be asking.

"I'm going to ask if you're seeing someone right now." Kenta teased Yuusuke.

Yuusuke threw pillow at Kenta. "Well, you know the answer to that. I'm not dating anyone."

Kenta eyed Yuusuke suspiciously. "I doubt that. You look like someone who is in love."

Yuusuke coughed. "No, no. I am not in love. I guess I am not sure if I am in love with this person."

Secretly, Kenta hoped that Yuusuke was talking about him.

***

Seto Yuusuke was waiting for the radio show to start. His guesting on Kira Kira Radio was the best news he's heard since it was announced that he will play Choutarou. He was excited and happy.

Kenta was going over the interview with the director. Yuusuke can't help but stare at Kenta from where he's standing. Last night, when they were joking around, Yuusuke had the sudden urge to confess his feelings to Kenta. But then, he doesn't know if what he's feeling is love. Yes, he's not sure. He's also afraid to admit it. However, one thing's for sure, Kenta is the most important person in his life now.

Kenta approached him and flicked his forehead. "Oi, YuuYuu, I have the topics ready. We're going to talk about your love life."

Yuusuke glared at Kenta. "You wouldn't dare! My manager said those topics will be off limits."

Kenta laughed, pinching Yuusuke's cheeks. "Has anyone told you how cute you look when you get mad?"

Yuusuke brows furrowed. "Shut up." He gave Kenta a playful punch and walked away, blushing furiously.

Secretly, Yuusuke wished that Kenta really meant what he said.

***

The interview was over. Kenta and Yuusuke were outside the studio, taking pictures of themselves.

"I'll blog about this." Kenta said. "I'll post our pictures as well."

"Yeah, me too." Yuusuke agreed, staring at their picture on his cellphone.

"Yuusuke..." Kenta started. He wanted to ask Yuusuke a question that has been nagging him all night. But well, Kenta was scared to do so. Because if he didn't like the answer he was going to hear, he doesn't know how he would handle it.

"Hmmm?" Yuusuke stared at Kenta's eyes, wondering what the other boy wanted to say. Kenta has amazing eyes and every time Yuusuke looks deep into his eyes, he is captivated.

"Nothing." Kenta replied. He can't risk losing the friendship. Not now. He'll give it time until Yuusuke tells him who he likes.

Funny thing though, in his mind, Yuusuke wanted Kenta to ask him who he likes. For then, he'd admit that it is Kenta.

Keitai Denwa, Oneshot (Tenimyu - Shirota Yuu/Aiba Hiroki)

Mon, 11 Aug 2008 11:18:33 GMT

Title: Keitai Denwa
Author: Len
Fandom: Tenimyu
Pairing: Shirota Yuu/Aiba Hiroki
Rating: PG
Prompt: Cellphone
Warnings: None.
Disclaimer: I do not know Shirota Yuu and Aiba Hiroki. ^__^
A/N: For Nikki caelestin~ This is my first time writing Shirota and Aiba. ^^;; I will fail but at least I tried? I have another Minami/Doori fic for Nikki but I think a ShiroAi fic is a better birthday fic for her. ^___^

From: shirotayu@watanabepro.co.jp
To: aibahiroki@avex.co.jp
Subject: Lunch?

Hey~!!! (^____^) Are you free for lunch? I have some time before the taping of my guest appearance. I was hoping if you're free for lunch. Mail me as soon as you can. I want to see you.

Aiba Hiroki sighed at the message he received. As much as he wants to see this person, he has no time. It's been like this for the past 3 months, they've both been so busy with their projects and that they never have a chance to see each other. They occasionally send mails to each other and call each other on the phone.

...But those weren't enough. He misses lying down in his arms. He misses holding his hand. He misses him.

From: aibahiroki@avex.co.jp
To: shirotayu@watanabepro.co.jp
Subject: Re: Lunch?

I'm sorry. (T__T) I have a Cool-Up photoshoot around that time. How about dinner? (^__^) Rehearsals finish early today so I can see you.

He pressed the Send button, hoping that the former Tezuka actor is free for dinner. Chances are, he wasn't. It's not bad to hope though.

Aiba closed his phone and stared at his FOMA SH904i. He loves this phone so much. He remembered the time they went to buy new phones. Shirota wanted to buy the blue one and he wanted to buy the pink one. Much to their disappointment, both colors weren't available. Aiba settled for the white one while Shirota settled for the black one.

"I really wanted the pink one," Aiba complained. The pink one was really stylish compared to the white one.

Shirota shook his head. "This one's better." He took the phone from Aiba and opened it. He typed something in and gave it back to Aiba. "This way, it'll compliment my black cellphone."

In a way, what Shirota said didn't really make sense. Aiba just laughed at the silliness of his boyfriend and opened his cellphone. He started entering names and he saw that Shirota already took the liberty of entering his cellphone number in Aiba's cellphone. Aiba smiled as he started entering his family's cellphone numbers and his manager's as well. He heard a click and he looked up to see Shirota's cellphone in front of him. On the screen was a snapshot of Aiba smiling while entering the phone numbers.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. This phone's camera doesn't do you justice." Shirota declared. They proceeded to take random pictures of each other using their new cellphones.

Aiba never deleted those first pictures. He never deleted any pictures since his cellphone has a big memory capacity. In fact, Shirota even has his own folder. He was looking at them when the message alert sounded.

From: shirotayu@watanbepro.co.jp
To: aibahiroki@avex.co.jp
Subject: Re: Lunch?

Ah, I'm not free. (-___-) I have to go to this special Rookies dinner for us. I guess we have to try scheduling it next time. Take care! Have fun at the photoshoot.

I knew it, Aiba thought. Sometimes he wished that both of them were still in Tenimyu. At least with that, they'd see each other everyday. Shirota has long graduated from Tenimyu and even if Aiba's back, the Tezuka who will be waiting for his Fuji will not be Shirota.

From: aibahiroki@avex.co.jp
To: shirotayu@watanabepro.co.jp
Subject: Re: Lunch?

It's okay. (^^;;) Our schedules are too tight. I'll see you when I see you. Take care. Have fun at dinner.

With that, he closed his phone and placed it in his back pocket.

The photoshoot was fun as usual and it involved horses. Aiba laughed as he remembered the time Shirota wore a horse costume on his head before. His manager took a picture of him with one of the horses. Aiba made a mental note to send it to Shirota later.

The day went by normally. After the Cool Up photoshoot, Aiba went to the Tenimyu rehearsals. The fifth cast was a fun bunch to hang out with. After rehearsals, they invited Aiba to join them for dinner. Aiba obliged since he was free anyway. The dinner was enjoyable and it distracted him from missing Shirota.

After dinner, Aiba decided to go home, declining the offer to go to coffee afterwards. He bid the fifth cast members goodbye and walked the other direction towards his apartment. He took out his cellphone to check for messages but he only received on from Doori, wanting to know how he was. He sent a quick reply to Doori before he made a new message to Shirota.

From: aibahiroki@avex.co.jp
To: shirotayu@watanabepro.co.jp
Subject: Good night.

How was your dinner? I'm on my way home. I had dinner with the fifth cast earlier. I'll tell you about it when I get to see you, ne? Good night. Sweet dreams. I love you.

Aiba sent the message. Shirota might still be out, he wondered. It would be a bad idea to call him since he didn't want to disturb the other actor. Shirota would reply immediately anyway.

It was a 20 minute walk to Aiba's apartment and as Aiba was walking, he noticed couples walking hand in hand in the streets. He sighed as he missed Shirota again. Maybe he should suggest that they have a day off and spend the day together. Maybe go on trip or just stay at home and watch movies. Aiba wanted to just be with Shirota.

Aiba reached his apartment without getting a reply from Shirota. It was odd for him not to reply within ten minutes. Aiba decided that Shirota might have been very busy. He left his cellphone on the counter before going for a shower, preparing himself for bed.

Aiba opened the television to see if there was anything good to watch. He was flipping through the channels as he saw a commercial for Rookies. He saw his boyfriend's familiar face and stared at it. These were the days that Aiba was lonely that even the sound of Shirota's voice will be enough.

"I want to hear his voice." Aiba murmured as he watched Shirota on TV. At that instant, his cellphone rang.

Aiba rushed to the counter, picking up the cellphone and answering it without looking at who was calling. "Hello?"

"It's me." The voice he wanted to hear was on the other end. Aiba wanted to cry at that moment but it would worry the other person. Somehow, without even telling him, Shirota would know when the right time it was to call Aiba. Even if Aiba's longing of seeing Shirota grows as they spend more time apart, he knows that Shirota will always find a way to make his presence felt.

"How was dinner?" Aiba asked, settling himself on the couch.

"It was fun. I hoped your were there though. You'll love the food..." Shirota launched into an account of his dinner. Aiba made himself comfortable as he knew that this conversation will last through the night.

Coffee Talk, Oneshot, (Tenimyu - Minami Keisuke/Sakurada Doori)

Thu, 17 Jul 2008 09:17:22 GMT

Title: Coffee Talk
Authors: Len
Fandom: Tenimyu
Pairing: Minami Keisuke/Sakurada Doori
Rating: PG
Warnings: None.
Disclaimer: I do not know Minami Keisuke and Sakurada Doori. :)
A/N: Well, they both had Starbucks pictures in their blogs. I know they both have! :D Dedicated to caelestin and dtn because they're the only MinaDoori fans I know. This pair needs more love.
Beta by Sara drabblebusiness

Minami Keisuke and Sakurada Doori has just finished taping for the third cast's Tenimyu Supporters DVD. This was probably the last time all of the third generation of Seigaku regulars will be together. Since some of them have work, Minami and Doori decided to go straight home. On their way out, Aiba Hiroki approached them.

"Kei-chan~ Doori~ Do you want to go and grab something to drink?" Aiba asked his two co-actors. Aiba was fairly close to everyone. However, he had a particular liking to Minami and Doori.

Doori hesitated. He really wanted to go home and hang out with Minami. This was the last day he could really hang out with the other boy until Minami would be busy with his Dear Boys rehearsals. Doori looked at Minami, hoping that a telepathic message would make the Tezuka actor realize that Doori doesn't want to go.

Minami nodded. "Sure! I got thirsty after all the talking. Where do you want to go?"

Doori frowned. Kei-chan can be so insensitive sometimes, Doori thought. But then again, he'd like to hang out with Aiba so he just went along with it. Aiba will be very busy after Tenimyu and it'll be hard to see him again.

"Hmmm... How about..." Aiba started, with his hand on his chin. He wanted to go his favorite yogurt place but he's not sure if the other two would like yogurt.

"STARBUCKS!" Doori suggested excitingly, cutting Aiba's thoughts. Since Minami likes coffee, Doori knows Minami would like Starbucks.

"Well, I don't really like coffee." Aiba said apologetically.

"Eh? How can you not like coffee? Aibacchi, are you serious? Coffee is the best drink in the world." Doori exclaimed.

"Since when did you like coffee?" Aiba countered back at Doori. "You'd always order sodas when we go out and eat."

Doori couldn't say anything and he bit his lip. He couldn't tell Aiba that he likes coffee because Minami likes coffee as well.

"Well, here's what we can do. We can go to Starbucks and then we can stop by the Yogurt place that Aibacchi likes to go to. Is that okay?" He spoke trying to break the silence between them.

"Good idea." Aiba said, patting Minami's back, agreeing to his idea. "You spoil Doori too much, don't you know that?" Minami has the habit of giving in to Doori's requests, no matter what they are.

Minami laughed. "There's nothing wrong about spoiling Doori." He placed his arm around Doori's shoulders.

Doori blushed and pushed Minami away. "Let's go." He started walking out of the building and into the street. Minami and Aiba followed him.

When they reached Starbucks, Minami said, "I'll go in line. Just let me know what you want." He smiled at Doori, ruffling the little boy's hair.

"What? You're treating him now?" Aiba said. "You really spoil him."

Minami ignored at Aiba's comment and continued walking to the counter. Meanwhile, Doori and Aiba were staring at the display to decide what to get.

"You should try the Strawberries and Cream Frappucino." Aiba recommended to Doori.

Doori nodded, "Yeah. I'll get that." He ran to Minami and whispered his order. Minami raised an okay sign. Doori went back to Aiba, who was looking at the Starbucks bears that are displayed near the window.

A few minutes later, Minami came back with Doori's order. He handed Doori's drink and took a sip from his.

"What did you order?" Doori asked, taking a sip from his own drink.

"Java Chip Frappucino. Here, taste it." Minami offered the drink to Doori. Doori, in turn took a sip from the drink and nodded in agreement.

"It's good! I'll get that next time." Doori smiled.

Just then, Aiba coughed to make them known of his presence. "If I'd known I'd be a third wheel, I should have invited another person." Aiba went out of Starbucks and waited for them to follow him.

"Ah, go to Aibacchi. I need to get some napkins." Minami told the Echizen actor, running towards the counter to grab some napkins.

Doori went out and joined Aibbachi at the sidewalk to wait for Minami.

"So, how was it?" Aiba smiled naughtily.

"How was what?" Doori replied with the puzzled look on his face.

"The indirect kiss." Aiba laughed at Doori. He knew the youngest member of their cast was innocent enough to notice it.

Doori blushed furiously. He does it with Minami all the time. They've shared drinks and food and Doori never thought of it as an indirect kiss. Now that Aiba has pointed it out, Doori will never ever do that again.

Minami went out to see Doori all red. "What's wrong? Are you sick?" Minami asked with a worried look on his face. He placed his hand on Doori's forehead to check the boy's temperature.

Doori shook his head and started walking fast. "We need to get Aiba's yogurt." He can't show his face to Minami. He was so embarassed and he can't get the indirect kiss out of his head.

Minami ran after Doori, catching up and grabbed his hand. "The shop is at the other direction, Doori." Doori looked back and saw Aiba walking slowly at the other direction, phone in hand, sending a message to someone.

Doori laughed uncomfortably. Now, he looks stupid in front of the person he likes. He could just go crawl under a rock and stay there forever.

Minami noticed that Doori was feeling uneasy. Before running after Doori, Aiba had already told him what was wrong with Doori. He bent his head and whispered, "I'll give you a real one later, don't worry. Meanwhile, just get by with this." He took a long sip from Doori's drink. Doori stared wide-eyed at Minami, drinking from the same straw he used.

Minami smirked and left Doori standing with a stunned look on his face. He ran to Aiba, who stopped in front of a gashopon machine, looking at Dragon Ball Z keychains.

"Oi, Doori." Aiba called. "Let's go. I'm going to meet someone there in 15 minutes." Aiba motioned Minami to walk with him, away from Doori who was still standing on the spot where Minami left him.

Doori smiled widely after realizing what Minami had promised. Maybe Aiba was right. Minami does spoil him too much and Doori was happy with it. Excited, he took a sip from his drink and ran after Minami and Aiba.

Birthday Pie, Oneshot, (Tenimyu - Minami Keisuke/Sakurada Doori)

Fri, 04 Jul 2008 03:21:44 GMT

Title: Birthday Pie
Authors: Len
Fandom: Tenimyu
Pairing: Minami Keisuke/Sakurada Doori
Rating: PG
Warnings: None.
Disclaimer: I do not know Minami Keisuke and Sakurada Doori. :)
A/N: Since it's Minami's birthday last July 3rd, I just had to write a fic. Dedicated to dtn who celebrates her birthday on the day before Minami's.
Beta by drabblebusiness

Minami Keisuke was sitting in his living room with a worried look on his face. He didn't like what he was hearing from the kitchen. Plates were breaking and pans were clunking against each other. Every now and then, he'd also be treated to a curse coming from the teenagers mouth.

Today was Minami Keisuke's birthday and Sakurada Doori was determined to make Minami something on his birthday. Minami pleaded to Doori, insisting that he didn't really need anything except Doori's company on the special day, but the younger boy insisted that he make something for Minami.

However, from the sounds coming from the kitchen, Minami knew that Doori was not winning the battle in the kitchen. It didn't take long for Minami to stand and knock on the kitchen door.

"Doori, are you sure that you don't need any help? It's very boring out here and I don't have anything else to do," Minami said, pressing his ear against the door and listening to the commotion inside the kitchen.

"I promised to make you something, Kei-chan! Consider this my birthday gift to you." Doori declared before a plate crashed on the floor.

"Doori!!!" Minami was about to grab the handle but Doori was faster and opened it from the inside, peering out to the worried birthday boy.

"I'm okay. Don't worry. I can't exactly say the same for the plates though." Doori said with an apologetic smile.

"That's it! You're going to get hurt with what you're doing. Please let me help you." Minami was going to open the door wider, but Doori was much quicker. He pushed the door shut and placed a chair against it, effectively keeping Minami out of his own kitchen. Minami knocked on the door, asking Doori to open it.

"No, Kei-chan! Just stay there. I can manage by myself." Doori shouted from the other side, ignoring Minami's knocks.

Minami sighed. Doori could be very stubborn; once he sets his mind to something, he never lets it go. Doori was always determined to do everything on his own. Even in practices, he was always alone, trying to perfect that dance move, never asking for help from any of his fellow actors. It's likely traits like that that draw Minami to the boy.

Minami went back to the couch and laid down. He decided to wait until Doori gave up on his projct. Knowing the young teen, he'll be akin to his famous role in Tenimyu and never give up. Slowly, Minami drifted to sleep.

An hour later, he felt a touch on his forehead. He opened his eyes and saw Doori, hovering over him, wearing a pink apron with flour all over his hair and icing on his nose. He was holding a tray with two dark cherry pies on it. One had 'Happy' written on it and the other with 'Birthday' using white icing.

"It's done!" Doori said proudly. "I'm sorry it took so long. I had a hard time following the recipe I got from the internet. I even had to call Aibacchi for help! He wasn't any help. But anyway, I hope it tastes all right, and I..." Doori continued rambling but was cut off when Minami leaned over and gave him a kiss on the lips to quiet him down.

"Thank you, Doori. This is the best gift ever." He said, after letting Doori go.

"Happy birthday, Kei-chan! I hope all your wishes come true." Doori smiled widely, handing the dark cherry pies to Minami.

Minami laughed. "They already did." He took the pies from Doori, taking a bite out of it.

Love Letter Reprise, Oneshot, (Tenimyu - Minami Keisuke/Sakurada Doori)

Mon, 07 Apr 2008 02:01:08 GMT

Title: Love Letter Reprise
Authors: Len
Fandom: Tenimyu
Pairing: Minami Keisuke/Sakurada Doori
Rating: PG
Warnings: None.
Disclaimer: I do not know Minami Keisuke and Sakurada Doori. :)
A/N: This fic is Minami Keisuke's POV to caelestin's fic. Dedicated to Nikki caelestin and Dee dtn.
Beta by drabblebusiness

Minami Keisuke waited until all of his fellow actors leave the room before he took a sky blue envelop out of his pocket. He reread the contents, carefully scrutinizing each line of the letter.

Why would Sakurada Doori want to meet him? Minami thought curiously. There were a lot of reasons that came to Minami's mind. Maybe his Tenimyu co-actor was having career troubles? Or maybe he simply wished to hang out?

... Or maybe he wanted to confess, Minami thought. As his eyes quickly went through Doori's letter, there was no doubt about it. Minami was no stranger to letters containing an invitation to meet somewhere. It was an ideal setting for a confession.

Minami shook his head. He was jumping to conclusions. It was impossible for Doori to want to confess to him. But then, it was also just as possible.

It would probably be best if he didn't go at all. If this is what Minami thinks it is, then it will be better if he doesn't go. Minami made a promise when he first met the young boy. A promise that he will not dare break.

*********************************

"You seem distracted," Yagami Ren observed. They had just finished a Pure Boys pictorial and Minami was heading home with Yagami after coffee, passing by a row of cherry blossoms.

"Huh?" Minami was surprised that Yagami noticed his conflicted thoughts through his face. He wasn't covering it up as well as he thought he was.

It has been thirty minutes since his supposed meeting with Doori. It was because he did not meet Doori, that he decided to go out with Yagami. But now he couldn't take his mind off the boy who might be waiting for him.

It then suddenly started to drizzle. Small drops rained down and touched Minami's face. Immediately, he thought of Doori who could still be waiting even if this turns into a strong rain.

"I'm sorry," Minami apologized to Yagami. "There's some place I have to be." Without waiting for his co-Pure Boy's reply, Minami broke into a run towards the direction of his meeting place with Doori.

He'd listen to what Doori has to say. He was still sure of his decision to keep his promise, but he knew he would be forever thinking on what Doori called him for if he didn't at least humor him for the time being.

Minami stopped at the specified meeting place, staring at the back of a small frame sitting still on the swing. He ran towards Doori, only stopping once he was standing face to face with the actor he'd shared one of the best moments of his career with.

"Doori." Minami spoke out his name.

After that, Doori blurted out every feeling in his body that he's kept hidden. Minami listened attentively to each and every word, taking to heart what Doori was saying. He noticed how hard it was for him to give this confession. It was then that he wanted to take the boy into his arms, but he restrained himself, clenching his fists to stop the urge.

Minami stared deepy into Doori's eyes, even as he spoke the last word. When he met Doori more than a year ago, he was amazed at how mature the boy was despite being such a young age. He grew fond of Doori to the point that he looked forward to rehearsals to spend time with his co-actor. However, Minami promised himself that he would not let those feelings grow. Doori was young and as the responsible adult, he shouldn't entertain those feelings. He'd wait until Doori is old enough, and if those feelings were still alive, he'd chase after Doori.

Minami bowed his head. He knew what he was going to say would be hard on Doori, considering how hard it was for the boy to confess his love.

First, Minami thanked Doori. He then paused for moment before giving his answer. Minami explained the difference in their ages, and how far apart they were. That is the truth about how he felt. For now, he was content with them just being friends. He couldn't take the risk of having a relationship with someone six years younger for fear that it might not be accepted by others, giving them more heartache rather than happiness.

Minami apologized, telling Doori that he will one day find someone else that he likes. Deep inside, Minami wished that Doori wouldn't, and that he would continue to hold onto his feelings until the time was right.

A rejected Doori stood in front of him. It hurt Minami to see Doori in this state. He raised his hand to give the other a pat on the head, but there was something he realized; he would lose control and take Doori into an embrace if he touched him.

"Go home, Doori. You'll get cold here." Minami muttered, deciding to leave. "See you." He turned his back to Doori and left him sitting on the swings.

A few steps away, Minami noticed that Doori wasn't not moving from his position. "Don't look back," Minami whispered to himself. He looked at the sky and felt the drops of rain continue to fall on his face.

"I can't leave him alone there." He turned around and walked towards Doori, sliding his jacket off as he went.

He scolded the younger boy for letting himself get cold. He draped the jacket around his shoulders and offered to take him home. He took Doori's hands into his own, giving warmth to the cold hands and pulling him up while helping him to his feet.

He sighed and gazed at Doori affectionately. He really couldn't win against this boy. He raised his hand to pat Doori's head. One pat wouldn't hurt.

Minami took Doori's hand and they started walking away. At that moment, Doori declared that he would not let Minami go easily.

Minami smiled softly, covering Doori's shoulders tightly with the coat. 'You don't have to, Doori,' Minami thought warmheartedly.

Reinventing Shakespeare, Oneshot (Airmyu, Romeo/Juliet)

Tue, 15 Jan 2008 04:46:15 GMT

Title: Reinventing Shakespeare
Author: Len
Fandom: Musical Air Gear
Pairing: Romeo/Juliet
Prompt: Reading Together
Rating: GP
Warnings: None. ^^
Disclaimer: I don't know any of them and I don't own them.
A/N: One, I apologize for the delay. As I gave this to my beta reader early in the week and she gave it back to me in her timezone of January 14th and not in my timezone. T___T
Two, special thanks to gekkonorondo for helping me out and for finally watching Airmyu after all these times. ^____^
Three, happy anniversary to the comm and to Airmyu. ^____^

"It's the new scenario." Romeo declared as he threw a fastened bind of papers on Juliet's lap. He just finished writing a scenario and he wanted someone to act it out with him. Out of everyone in Bacchus, Juliet is the only one who is patient enough to act a scenario out with him.

"My latest masterpiece." Romeo flipped his cape and struck a pose. "I'm sure if Hamlet, Macbeth and Puck were here, they'd be amazed at the genius that is me, Romeo."

"Yes, yes. You are good." Juliet smiled as picked up the script and flipped through it. As he turned the page, Juliet's smile turns into a frown. "Ah, Romeo. This sounds familiar..."

Romeo glared at Juliet. "Familiar? What do you mean by that?" He read through his own copy and his brows furrowed. "I just wrote this scenario based on a dream I had last night. How can this be familiar? Are you telling me that someone stole my scenario?!"

Juliet shook his head. "No, no! You wrote this all!" He strode towards Romeo and placed his hand on his cheek. "I didn't mean to doubt you."

Romeo wrapped his arm around Juliet's waist. "I know you wouldn't. After all, you are my Juliet." He let go of Juliet and walked towards his chair. He removed his cape and threw it on top of the chair.

"The setting should be somewhere that has a balcony so we can really feel the mood of the scenario. You will be on the balcony, looking down at me, and I will climb towards you while saying the lines that I wrote."

Juliet wanted to say something but he decided to bite his lip and keep quiet. It would only make his Romeo annoyed at him.

"Okay Juliet, you start with... 'O Romeo, Romeo! Wherefore art thou Romeo?' and read the lines after that." The passion and longing that Romeo read the lines with almost made Juliet want to laugh.

"Romeo, Romeo." Juliet began to say his lines, his voice a soft whisper.

Romeo shook his head. "You have it completely wrong, Juliet. You lack passion!" Emphasizing the word "passion," he continued on. "You have to read it like this..."

Romeo then started to read the lines. He moved back and forth, acting out both of the roles he had written. He had even imitated Juliet's voice in order to emphasize the importance of the words written for him. After finishing the scene, Romeo bowed low with a big smile on his face.

"Wasn't I great?" Romeo added, smiling smugly.

Juliet started to clap. "You were great. I'm very proud of you."

”Of course. Let's start all over again!" Romeo walked towards Juliet, when suddenly a book fell down from above.

It was a hardbound copy of a book written by William Shakespeare with the title "Romeo and Juliet" engraved on the cover. Romeo looked up to see Puck, Hamlet and Macbeth laughing at the top of the stairs. He stared at the book and noticed that it was the same one that he was reading last night.

Reunion, Oneshot (Tenimyu - Hyoutei Cast)

Sat, 08 Sep 2007 07:30:07 GMT

Title: Reunion
Author: Len
Fandom: Tenimyu
Characters: Hyoutei Dream Live 4th cast
Rating: G
Warnings: Nothing.
Disclaimer: I don't know any of them and I have no connections with them. Everything here is purely fictional.
A/N: For namoony. For one year of friendship. ^__^

Kamakari Kenta went inside the room. He looked around to see a familiar face. He knew some of them but he never had a chance to work with them before.

He walked further and saw the Seigaku third cast in the corner of the room, talking excitedly. He approached them and tapped the back of his former castmates. He is fond of the third cast but his close friends are from the second cast. But still, it was nice to see them again.

He tapped the shoulder of Aiba Hiroki. Aiba's the closest he was to since they were in the Hyouteimyus together.

"Yo!" Kenta waved at Aiba and the rest.

"KenKen!" All of them said in unison. They were asking him how he was, his projects, Airmyu and Happy Boys.

It was great that he is able to hang out with all of them again. However, he has to admit. He missed Hyoutei. He was close to all of them and they even went to each other's house before. He was looking forward to hanging out with all of them for Dream Live 4th.

"KENKEN!" A familiar voice called him. He turned around to see Aoyagi Ruito and Takuya bouncing towards him.

"Hey! What's up?" He was dragged away by his former teammates. They waved goodbye to the Seigaku cast and they went to a corner to catch up on things. Kenta can't help but notice how Ruito has grown and how Takuya still looks the same as before.

A few minutes after, Kawai Ryunosuke and Washimi Ryo arrived. They were noisier than ever. Takuya was making Washimi carry him and Washimi is refusing. Ruito asked Kawai about his movie with Saitoh Takumi that made Kawai blush with embarassment.

"It's too bad that Takumi and Kazuki can't join us for Dream Live 4th," Ruito commented.

"Yeah. It would've been nice to have all of us here." Kenta added. "So now that Kazuki's not around, I'm the leader for Hyoutei!"

"No way! I'm the leader!" Ruito protested.

"Why would you be the leader? Shishido's the best one after Atobe." Kenta said, all knowingly.

"You're wrong, you two. I'll be the leader. Everyone knows Jirou is the next best player!" Takuya interrupted.

"Nope. Me." Ruito shook his head. "Just admit it."

Kawai and Washimi laughed. They didn't want to join in the argument on who is the leader since Kazuki's not around.

The three were still arguing when it was stop short by a ring of Kenta's cellphone. He grabbed it from his pocket.

"I'll be back." Kenta went out the room to a more quiet corner down the hallway. He was talking to his manager about the photoshoot he will be having tomorrow. They talked for fifteen minutes and Kenta hang up.

He turned his back to go inside the room again and saw a tall figure standing in front of him.

"Yo." Date Kouji said, giving him a smile. He was holding his bag and his guitar was slung over his shoulder.

"Yo." Kenta replied, smiling back. Kouji was the person he wanted to see the most. He hasn't spoke to boy for a long time and he felt that there might be distance between them. They were standing in the hallway, quiet for a few minutes.

Kouji broke their silence. "There this new ramen place I found. We should go there after rehearsal."

"Yeah. We should." He smiled and started walking towards the room, Kouji walking beside him. He didn't know why he was worried. Kouji and him may not spend a lot of time together, in the end, they're still good friends.

"Is everyone there?" Kouji asked.

"Yeah. We're debating on who will be the leader since Atobe is not around." Kenta relayed to Kouji.

"It should be Hiyoshi. Since he will be captain next year." Kouji suggested.

Kenta glared at his partner. "What? It should be Shishido. Since he's a third year. Hiyoshi's just a second year."

Kouji laughed. "Gekidasa daze, Kenta."

"Hey, hey! Why are you stealing my line?" Kenta laughed as well, playfully punching the other boy as they enter the room to join their other teammates.

Mon, 13 Aug 2007 05:54:13 GMT

Title: Free Throw
Author: Len
Fandom: Prince of Tennis
Pairing: Shishido Ryou/Ohtori Choutarou
Rating: G
Warnings: One kiss and pinning on the floor
Disclaimer: Konomi Takeshi owns them.
A/N: I don't play basketball so I might make mistakes in some technical terms or whatever. Written for namoony because of this picture.

Shishido couldn't stop his laughter at the sight of his doubles partner wearing a basketball jersey. It was the annual Hyoutei sports festival and Ohtori is part of his class's basketball team. With Ohtori's height, he would've been a star player but there was one problem... Ohtori doesn't know how to play basketball.

"It's not funny. Stop it, Shishido-san." Ohtori pouted as Shishido continued laughing. Since Shishido knows how to play, he offered to teach Ohtori the basics of the game. Practice was cancelled for the tennis team so they decided to go to school early and play some basketball.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Shishido chuckled. "You look so cute in that. Is that your team's uniform?"

"Yes." Ohtori nodded, looking away to hide the blush on his face from being called cute. He walked over to his bag and picked up the basketball.

"I shouldn't have been chosen for this." Ohtori complained. "I signed up for swimming but it seems like everyone signed up for swimming. And they needed one more for basketball. And since I am tall, they signed me up."

Shishido had a brief thought of Ohtori in swimming trunks but he shook those images out of his mind. He approached Ohtori and took the ball from him. "You should've signed up for billiards. I already thought you how to play that." Shishido started dribbling the ball in place.

Ohtori shook his head. "I am still not good in billiards. Besides, I'd rather watch you play."

Shishido smirked. "Stop flirting with me, Choutarou. Your cuteness will not make me go easy on you." He threw the ball to Ohtori and it hit the second year's chest.

"Ouch!" Ohtori frowned at Shishido. He picked up the ball and tried to dribble it. He was staring intently at the ball he's dribbling that he didn't notice Shishido creep in front of him and steal the ball.

"Now, that's the first mistake in basketball, Choutarou. Keep you head up high and focus on the court. Do not stare at the ball. Use your hand to watch the ball. Got it." Shishido demonstrated it by dribbling the basketball across the court and shooting it in the hoop. "Got it?"

"Shishido-san is a show-off." Ohtori ran to Shishido's side.

Shishido laughed. "I'm not." He passed the ball to Ohtori. "You try it. Dribble the ball across the court and shoot the ball in the basket."

Ohtori dribbled the ball in place before running towards the other side of the court. He focused on the basket and not the ball as his sempai instructed. He aimed for a shot then hesitated before letting go of the ball, causing it to bounce off the ring.

"Choutarou, you're hopeless." Shishido muttered, running to his side. He continued instructing the tall kouhai on how to shoot the ball properly.

After an hour of teaching Ohtori how to shoot, dribble, pass and catch the ball, they decided to play a one on one game.

"The loser will treat the winner to a movie." Shishido declared, causing Ohtori to make a face.

"That's unfair, Sempai. You will win." Ohtori protested but Shishido was already in the opposite end of the court, waiting for Ohtori to accept his challenge.

Ohtori ran in front of Shishido and prepared himself in defense. However, Shishido still managed to escape Ohtori’s guarding and shoot the ball. After a few more scores from Shishido, it was obvious who is the winner.

“Let’s stop. It’s almost time for class to begin anyway.” Ohtori said with a disappointed look that was facing Shishido. Shishido sighed. When he sees Ohtori giving that expression, he can’t help but go and hug the younger boy. He stopped himself and thought of a plan.

“One more round.” He dribbled the ball and running to one side of the court.

Ohtori didn’t want to continue playing but Shishido looked so happy while playing basketball so he decided to go for another round.

Ohtori ran to guard Shishido. The older boy was trying to dribble past Ohtori but he was stopping his sempai from doing so. However, Shishido pretended to trip, tangling his legs with Ohtori, falling towards the younger boy and pushing him to the ground. They both landed on the floor with Shishido on top of Ohtori.

“Foul.” Shishido whispered before planting a kiss on Choutarou’s lips. He pulled back from kissing Ohtori and smiled naughtily at him. “You get a free throw.” He stood up and extended his hand to help Ohtori up.

“Sempai…” Ohtori was blushing before he took Shishido’s hand and pulled himself up. He grabbed the ball that rolled to the sidelines and went to the free throw line.

“Ikkyu nyuu kon!” He shouted before shooting the ball. It circled around the ring before it finally went to the basket.

Shishido clapped his hands. He patted Ohtori’s back as his doubles partner approached. “Good job. Let’s practice again tomorrow.”

“That’s because I have a cool teacher.” Ohtori smiled. He took Both tennis players picked up their bags and headed to the showers to clean up before class.

Ohtori's Birthday, Oneshot (Tennis no Oujisama, Shishido Ryou/Ohtori Choutarou)

Tue, 08 May 2007 10:33:52 GMT

Title: Ohtori's Birthday
Authors: Len
Fandom: Prince of Tennis
Pairing: Shishido Ryou/Ohtori Choutarou
Rating: G
Warnings: Um, just one kiss
Disclaimer: Konomi Takeshi owns them.
A/N: Un-beta'd. A birthday gift for namoony. There are links on the fic since Midori thought it might be great to provide pictures for the gifts so go click on them~

Ohtori woke up feeling very excited. Today was Valentine's Day. Today was his birthday. He climbed out of his bed to go to the bathroom as his cellphone rang. He looked at the display and he smiled.

"Shishido-san!" Ohtori answered the phone.

"You seem happy today, Choutarou!" Shishido laughed. "What's with the mood?"

"Huh? Of course I am~! It's a special ocassion today. Don't you remember?" Ohtori replied, confused. Shishido should know why he was happy today.

"What? Valentine's Day? Pfft. There's nothing special about this day. It's such a lame ocassion." Shishido said, annoyingly. He went on to say how troublesome it was to receive chocolates from girls and all the usual Valentine's Day stuff. Ohtori wanted to cry and hang up the phone. Clearly, Shishido forgot that it was his birthday today.

"Oi, Choutarou. Why are you quiet?" Shishido asked.

"Nothing." Ohtori replied, quietly, trying to blink back the tears.

"Anyway, I have to go. I just wanted to remind you that I won't be at practice today. Remember the history trip Oshitari and Mukahi went to last week? My class is going today so I don't know what time I'll be back." Shishido explained.

"Okay..." This was all Ohtori wanted to say. At that point, Ohtori a single tear ran down Ohtori's cheek. He felt so uncared and unloved by Shishido.

"At least I won't be there to accept chocolates from those girls. Tch. So troublesome." Shishido continued. Then, a faint horn was heard in the background. "Oh, that's my father. He's bringing me to school. See you tomorrow, Choutarou. And practice on your scud serve, okay?"

After that last sentence, Shishido hang up the phone, leaving a teary-eyed Ohtori clutching his cellphone. Surely, there was a reason why Shishido forgot his birthday but he couldn't think of anything. He wanted to crawl back to bed and sleep for the whole day but his mom shouted at him to get ready for school. He sighed and dragged himself to the bathroom.

Ohtori's mood didn't change when he arrived at school. He received a lot of chocolates as well as a lot of gifts. A "Happy Valentine's Day" was followed by a "Happy Birthday Ohtori-kun" from all his girl classmates. Ohtori was really disappointed that his classmates remembered but the person he considered as his most important person didn't.

Around lunchtime, he was walking in the cafeteria with Hiyoshi when Atobe approached him. Atobe snapped, "Ohtori. We will have a birthday party at your place, hn? I already arranged for a caterer to set up your home. We go there after practice." Atobe spun his heels and left a surprised Ohtori.

Hiyoshi pat Ohtori's shoulder. "Don't worry. It'll be okay."

But it wasn't better. Tennis practice wasn't a happy one as he was partnered with Jiroh since Shishido wasn't around. Although Jiroh has made attempts to cheer Ohtori up, he isn't doing a good job. Ohtori was clearly distracted. He couldn't control his serves, he was missing shots and he kept stumbling around the courts. And yes, Sakaki wasn't pleased with it.

When the practice was finished, Mukahi approached Ohtori as he was fixing his bag. Mukahi shouted at him. "What's wrong with you? Is it because Shishido is not around? What? You miss him so much?"

Ohtori looked blankly at Mukahi and couldn't give a reply. Oshitari dragged Mukahi away and whispered, "Let him go. He's not having a happy birthday since Shishido is not around."

Everyone left the courts with Ohtori still fixing his bag. He just wants this day to end and forget that Shishido has ignored him. Honestly, he was expecting Shishido to call him during the day but there was nothing. He stood up and slung his bag on his shoulders and left the courts.

Ohtori tried to enjoy the party. Everyone was trying their best to cheer him up. He received a lot of gifts from his teammates: a Stradivarius violin from Atobe (which Ohtori didn't want to accept since it was expensive but Atobe forced it to him), a pillow with a tennis design on it from Jiroh, a book of sonnets by William Shakespeare from Oshitari, a tie with fast tennis balls on it from Kabaji</a> (that looks like something Ohtori might not wear), a book about violins from Hiyoshi and a tennis bracelet from Mukahi (that Mukahi forced Ohtori to wear on the spot). He thanked everyone for the gifts and forced himself to smile widely.

After opening the presents, Jiroh pulled Ohtori towards the table to blow the candles. "Make a wish, Ohtori-kun!" Jiroh was bouncing up and down, screaming to Ohtori's ear. Ohtori covered his ear and nodded to Jiroh, "Yes, sempai." As he listened to his teammates, he thought of his wish. When the song ended, he bent down and blew the candles. He smiled and thanked everyone for the song. Then Mukahi asked, "What did you wish for?" Ohtori shook his head and said, "It's a secret."

After eating cake and ice cream, everyone went home. Atobe had his servants clean the place so that Ohtori and his family won't have to do anything. He bid his parents good night and went to the living room to pick up all his gifts. As he was going upstairs to his room, the doorbell rang. He walked back down and placed all his gifts on the table near the door. He opened the door and saw the person he wished to see.

"Yo!" Shishido said.

"Shishido-san..." Ohtori was speechless. He saw sweat running down Shishido's face. The older boy was also catching his breath.

"I'm sorry. Our bus broke down so we were late in coming back. I wanted to throw you a surprise party after practice but I know I wouldn't make it back in time so I asked Atobe to throw one for you... Was it fun? Did you get a lot of gifts? I..."

Ohtori interrupted Shishido by planting a kiss on his lips. He wrapped his arms around his doubles partner, hugging him tightly like he never saw him for such a long time.

"Thank you, Shishido-san. I thought you forgot..." Ohtori whispered to Shishido's ear after realsed kiss.

"Was I a good actor?" Shishido laughed, ruffling the hair of his partner. "I really wanted to greet you but I stopped myself. Well, I wanted to call you too but I ran out of battery while talking to Atobe. Stupid guy. He can't stop talking. Tch."

Ohtori buried his face on Shishido's shoulder. "No, it's okay. I understand."

Shishido released Ohtori and rummaged something through his backpack. "By the way, happy birthday." He handed a long red box with a white ribbon around it. Ohtori opened it to find a silver cross necklace (which for Ohtori is probably the best present he ever received).

Prompt Tables.

Mon, 13 Nov 2006 08:08:23 GMT

7secrets Challenge: Shishido Ryou/Ohtori Choutarou (Prince of Tennis) Author: Len
1.	Kiss	2.	Daylight	3.	Nighttime	4.	Sex
5.	Together	6.	Seperated	7.	Forever

philosophy_20
Pairing: Oshitari Yuushi/Mukahi Gakuto
Fandom: Prince of Tennis

1.	Birth	2.	Loss	3.	Ends Justify The Means	4.	Inertia	5.	Syzygy
6.	Theory	7.	Both Sides	8.	Faith	9.	Orientation	10.	Time
11.	Extrinsic	12.	6th Sense	13.	Love Beyond Desire	14.	Parallel	15.	Infinity
16.	God	17.	Lack of God	18.	And if the answer is no / can I change your mind?	19.	Caught in the form of limitation.	20.	Reflection

20_inkspots
Pairing: Fuuma Monou/Kamui Shirou
Fandom: X1999
Partner: underthemoon

1.	the things I should have said	2.	I wanna be free	3.	the weight of the world	4.	up so high	5.	on the nightstand
6.	if you wanted honesty...	7.	next to mine	8.	if you want me to	9.	the sea	10.	emotions arise
11.	never let you go	12.	spinning	13.	so I ran faster	14.	i need to know	15.	sweet and divine
16.	hanging from a cliff	17.	where were you?	18.	stepping stones	19.	I won't let you fall apart	20.	time after time

The One I Love, Oneshot, (Tenimyu - Kamakari Kenta/Date Kouji)

Mon, 30 Oct 2006 18:16:54 GMT

Title: The One I Love
Authors: Len
Fandom: Tenimyu
Pairing: Kamakari Kenta/Date Kouji
Rating: PG
Warnings: Half-naked!KenKen
Disclaimer: I wish they were mine though~
A/N: Un-beta'd. I wrote this for namoony who is one of my favorite RP partners in the world!!! <333333 HER KENKEN RULES.

Kouji closed the television set. It was a Wednesday night and he was spending it in Kenta's apartment. He just finished watching an episode of Princess Princess D. He smiled as he recalled how cute Kenta was in his princess outfit. He couldn't help but fall in love with his partner all over again. He was in Kenta's apartment that time, waiting for his boyfriend to finish taking a shower. He flipped through the magazine Kenta brought that featured a Princess Princess D interview to keep himself occupied.

Fujita Ray. Kouji's eyes narrowed as he flipped through a page with the actor in it. He was irritated at this actor for wrestling his Kenta earlier in the drama. Kouji knows it was just acting but he was still annoyed with it. He hated this feeling. He never liked feeling like this. He should be assured of Kenta's love but deep inside, he is hurting.

Jealousy.

"Kouji, what are you reading?" The silence was broken by Kenta coming out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist and droplets of water dripping from his hair.

"Nothing." Kouji replied, tossing the magazine aside. He climbed on Kenta's bed and spread the blanket over him. He didn't want to talk to Kenta. Not now.

"Oi, Kouji!" Kenta climbed on the bed and laid down beside Kouji. He hugged the covered boy. "What's wrong?"

"I'm sleepy. That's all. You should rest. Please. You still have a shoot tomorrow." A muffled voice came underneath. Kouji blinked back the tears that were almost coming out of his eyes.

Kenta looked worried. He felt so sad that Kouji didn't want to talk to him about something. He just shrugged and whispered, "I understand. If it's something you don't want to tell, I understand. Go to sleep. I love you, Kouji." He planted a kiss on Kouji through the sheets and left the room. Kouji wanted to follow him but he couldn't. He felt guilty for doubting Kenta's love for even a second. He felt bad for being jealous of a co-star. Instead, he burst into tears and cried himself to sleep.

After a few hours, Kouji stirred and found himself embraced by Kenta's arms. He smiled peacefully and placed his hand on his partner's cheek.

"I'm sorry. I'm really just a kid. I know I shouldn't be jealous... but it's so unfair that you're always with Fujita Ray all the time. I know it's because of the drama but I'm annoyed that you get to spend more time with him than with me. But it's okay. I'm the one you love, right?" He kissed Kenta's nose, whispering a soft good night and I love you after. He buried his face on Kenta's chest and drifted back to sleep.

A few minutes later, Kenta's hard stroke Kouji's hair. He opened his eyes then hugged the younger boy tight, careful to not wake up Kouji. "Silly boy. Of course, you're the one I love." He kissed the top of Kouji's head and went back to sleep, dreaming of how things would be in the morning.

Meet the Parents (A Continuation), Oneshot, (Tenimyu - Kamakari Kenta/Date Kouji)

Sun, 24 Sep 2006 06:45:24 GMT

Title: Meet the Parents (A Continuation.)
Authors: caelestin and keijijyou
Fandom: Tenimyu
Pairing: Kamakari Kenta/Date Kouji
Rating: PG
Warnings: None~
Disclaimer: I wish they were mine though~
A/N: Un-beta'd. This was written as a continuation for caelestin's open drabble which can be found here.

Kouji shifted uncomfortably as he listened to KenKen’s father. He was worried at what they wanted to say.

“Actually…” Mr. Kamakari repeated. “I know you’re close to KenKen and he considers you as his best friend.”

Kouji nodded.

“And you know our son inside and out despite the short time you’ve been friends.” Mrs. Kamakari added.

Kouji continued nodding. However, he didn’t really understand where all this was going. He was friends with KenKen since the Hyoutei rehearsals started. He knows this was a short time but he also considers KenKen as his best friend.

“Is there something you want me to do?” Kouji asked worriedly.

Mr. Kamakari cleared his throat. “Yes, we do.”

Mrs. Kamakari placed her hand on top of Kouji’s. “We need you to find out the girl who Kenta likes.”

“A girl?” Kouji looked at KenKen’s parents. At that moment, he wanted to stand up and leave the room. He knows that if he stays in this conversation longer, he’ll end up getting hurt. As much as he wanted to leave this room, he couldn’t. He respects KenKen’s parents a lot.

“Kenta’s already 22. We know that’s too young for someone to get settled down but we wanted to know who she is and if she’s perfect for our son. He keeps on saying that he’s already in love with someone but he is not telling us anything.” KenKen’s mom explained. She has this frustrated look on her face that mothers have when their kids are hiding something from them.

“Kouji, do you have any idea who this person that Kenta likes?” Mr. Kamakari said sternly.

“No, I don’t!” Kouji shook his head repeatedly. “He has never mentioned anything to me. I promise.”

Kouji then sighed. So KenKen is already in love with someone. he thought. He wasn’t surprised. At that point, he realized. It wouldn’t work out for KenKen and him. He likes KenKen. But knowing that KenKen likes someone else, he decided that it would be best to keep his feelings to himself and let KenKen be with that person. After all, they were best friends. He’s contented with that.

KenKen’s parents were still talking to him, asking him to hook Kenta up with a girl that he knows. They told him that Kouji knows what is best for their son and they trust that Kouji will find a girl that will make KenKen happy. Kouji agreed to this reluctantly before he left the room. He didn’t have a choice. It would be selfish for him not to wish for He headed to the room where KenKen was sitting, having fun with the others. He entered the room and sat beside KenKen.

“What did they want to talk to you about?” KenKen asked, offering Kouji a bag of chips.

“Ah, nothing special. They just wanted to get to know me, that’s all.” Kouji replied, taking a handful of chips from the bag and started munching.

“Okay. Sorry if they were too nosy or something.” KenKen laughed, ruffling Kouji’s hair.

Kouji smiled. This was enough. He decided contently before throwing a chip at KenKen and started fooling around with his best friend.

pokes

Fri, 28 Jul 2006 11:25:15 GMT

Dear Len-sama,

Shouldn't you start writing again? And get a move on you and Van-sama's Fuuma X Kamui? You need to write the fic before the artwork. Plus you have to join toko_kawai's contest. Am I being a bad muse?

Love,

Ophelia

Compromise, Oneshot (Our Everlasting - HouryuShouin)

Sat, 25 Mar 2006 08:35:41 GMT

Title: Compromise.
Author: keijijyou
Fandom: Our Everlasting
Pairing: Houryu/Shouin
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Yaoi.
Disclaimer: Kawai-sensei owns them.
A/N: Un-beta'd. I wrote this while in training at work... So it was handwritten at first. Then I just typed it. Sorry for the errors. ^_^ This fic is written in celebration for the release of the second volume of the Our Everlasting manga. Go and buy it. Unfortunately for me, I am still poor so I can't go and buy it yet. I just wish the only few copies available in my country will wait until Friday when I get my pay.

"Shouin! Shouin!" Houryu came bouncing towards Shouin. He put his arms around his lover and said, "I need your help~!"

Shouin stared at Houryu. These requests from Houryu usually involve schoolwork. "What is it?" Shouin asked suspiciously.

"I need some help with my paper. I haven't started it yet and the deadline is tomorrow. Please Shouin, help me." Houryu explained, pleadingly.

Shouin sighed. Houryu doesn't change. He crams for his schoolwork. He waits until the deadline is near and he immediately asks Shouin to help him. In the end, Shouin does all the work while Houryu fools around.

"No. You should learn to do these things by yourself. I am busy tonight." Shouin dismissed Houryu, walking away and leaving him alone.

"What?! Don't you love me, Shouin?" Houryu shouted. It was loud enough to have people look at them and whisper.

Shouin flushed and went back to Houryu. He dragged the surfer to a secluded spot behind the building.

"Idiot! Why did you go blurting that?" Shouin scolded Houryu, once he knew they were far from the people.

Houryu smiled. He knew he won. Shouin was weak against Houryu's declarations of love. He hugged Shouin and whispered, "I promise you a good time later." He winked hornily.

"Shut up!" He pushed Houryu away. Houryu laughed and took Shouin's hand. "So, will you help me?"

Shouin nodded. "I will. But this will be the last time I am helping you. Let's go to the library first. I need to return a book. Then, let's go home to do your paper, ok?"

Houryu frowned. He doesn't like going to the library. But since Shouin goes to the beach with Houryu, he compromises by going the library with Shouin.

Shouin and Houryu went to the library. Shouin went to the check out desk to return the book he borrowed. Houryu waited for him in the benches near the door. After talking to the librarian, he started walking towards the French books section of the library. Houryu groaned. He thought they would only return the book but it seems like Shouin wants to borrow another one.

"Shouin," Houryu whispered hoarsely, as he approached Houryu in the French literature section. "I thought we’d only return the books. Are you planning on staying?"

Shouin glared. "I want to borrow another book." Shouin felt disappointed at Houryu. He rarely asks Houryu to accompany him to the library but Houryu always complains.

Shouin was looking at the books. He was choosing which book to borrow next. Behind him, he could hear Houryu mumbling that he wants to go home and he has to do his paper. Shouin got irritated. He took the first book he saw and went to the librarian to check it out. He went out to go to Shouin's car. Houryu followed him and opened the car door for Shouin. Shouin went in the car, slamming the door shot. Houryu sighed and got into the driver's seat. Shouin and Houryu were quiet the whole ride to Houryu's apartment. When they arrived at Houryu's apartment, Shouin plopped on Houryu's bed and read the book he borrowed. Houryu went to the kitchen to prepare some dinner. Still quiet and ignoring each other. After a while, Shouin fell asleep on the bed. Houryu set the food on the table and sat beside Shouin.

He ran his hands through Shouin's hair. He hated this silence between them. He knew he was selfish earlier. But he couldn't help it. He sighed. He kissed Shouin on the forehead, whispering, "I am sorry, Shouin."

Shouin opened his eyes to see Houryu's face close to his. Houryu was smiling apologetically. Shouin stared at his lover for a long time. "What's wrong?" He asked, holding Houryu's face.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have acted that way. You always go with me to the beach but I always complain every time we go to the library. Don't worry. I'll try to be more patient next time." Houryu said. He climbed on top of Shouin and kissed him passionately on the lips. Shouin wrapped his arms around Houryu's neck and returned the kiss. Houryu then broke free from Shouin and took his clothes off.

"I was going to save it until we finished doing my paper. But I just can't resist you." Houryu said, unbuttoning Shouin's shirt. He gave the slender boy a trail of kisses starting from the neck, down his chest and all the way to the stomach. He unzipped Shouin's pants. He took out Shouin's hard-on and gave it a lick. He sucked it hungrily, tasting all of it. Shouin moaned softly. Then, Houryu stopped and reached for the drawer. He got a tube of lube from the inside. He spread some on his hands and started probing Shouin's opening. He inserted two fingers, preparing Shouin for his throbbing manhood to enter. Shouin was biting his lip, stopping himself from screaming.

"Not cute, Shouin. Let me hear your voice." Houryu took his fingers out and slowly entered Shouin. He pushed deeper and deeper inside, forcing Shouin to scream. He held Shouin's member into his hands and started working on it, getting into rhythm with his penetration.

A few thrusts later, Shouin let out a cry. He came, spilling his seed into Houryu's hands. Houryu reached his climax a few seconds after, panting heavily, sweat covering his body. He gazed lovingly into Shouin's eyes and kissed him on the lips. "I love you Shouin."

"I love you too, Houryu." Shouin replied.

Houryu climbed off Shouin. He got some wipes from the drawer and cleaned Shouin and himself. After that, Houryu lay down beside Shouin, hugged him and allowed him to lie on Houryu's chest. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the moment of contentment. He was glad that Shouin forgave him. He knows that Shouin loves him but he also wants Shouin to be happy. Silently, he made a promise to himself. He will do everything to make Shouin happy, even it meant spending the whole day in the library. It's not that bad since Shouin is with him.

He opened his eyes and saw Shouin sleeping soundly. He carefully moved Shouin's head and positioned him on the pillow beside him. Shouin stirred and opened his eyes.

"Ah, sorry, did I wake you up?" Houryu said. "Go to sleep. I can do my paper myself."

"No, it's okay." Shouin stood up and went to the table. "Let's do it after eating."

Houryu smiled. He stood up and wore his shorts. He picked Shouin's shirt from the floor. He went to the table and threw the shirt on Shouin's head. "Wear this. I might lose myself and pounce on you again."

"Idiot!" Shouin blushed, putting the shirt on.

-end-

I Want You to See Me & Only Me, Oneshot (Loveless - SoubiRitsuka)

Thu, 23 Mar 2006 03:50:39 GMT

[Loveless] [Soubi/Ritsuka] [Theme #2: Jealousy]

Title: I Want You to See Me & Only Me
Author: keijijyou
Fandom: Loveless
Pairing: Soubi/Ritsuka
Rating: PG (for kissing)
Warnings: None.
Disclaimer: Yun Kouga owns Loveless.
A/N: Beta reader is in a Forensics tournament so the beta for this fic would have to wait. This fic was written for 7snogs. The theme is JEALOUSY. I dedicate this fic to jyuufish and polyurethane for being nice LJ friends~! *huggles you two* Special thanks to Van-san for the painting information and giving this fic the TITLE!!!! *huggles Van-san*

Soubi and Ritsuka were walking down a cemented path, surrounded by trees. The path was leading to Soubi's college. Ritsuka stared straight ahead and saw the school was coming into view. The sacrifice sighed. He never imagined himself going to Soubi’s university. He felt uneasy around strangers. But Soubi was persistent. Soubi wanted Ritsuka to be his model for one class. Ritsuka rejected the idea at first. Modeling wasn't his thing. He didn't like the idea of sitting still for a long time with people staring at him. Ritsuka was so against but Soubi didn't stop persuading Ritsuka. In the end, Ritsuka had to agree with Soubi.

As they were nearing the building, Soubi took Ritsuka's hands entwining his fingers with Ritsuka's. The older man smiled at Ritsuka. He wanted to make his sacrifice feel at ease. Soubi knew that Ritsuka was making a huge adjustment for him by agreeing to be his model. This made Soubi very happy.

Soubi and Ritsuka entered the building and climbed up the stairs. They stopped outside Soubi's classroom. Before entering, Soubi faced Ritsuka, still holding the boy's hand and kissed his forehead.

"It will be okay." Soubi whispered to Ritsuka.

Soubi opened the door and walked inside. Ritsuka kept his grip on Soubi's hand, staying hidden behind Soubi's back.

"Sou-chan!!!" Kio rushed towards Soubi. "What did you bring as your most important treasure?"

Soubi smiled. He gestured Kio to look behind him. Kio noticed a tail behind Soubi. He peeked and shouted when he saw Ritsuka, "Eh?! Why did you bring him?"

The whole class became quiet. Their classmates turned to look at what the commotion was in the doorway. A group of girls noticed Ritsuka and approached him.

"Agatsuma-san, is her your brother?"

"What is your name?"

"You're so cute!"

"Do you want some candy?"

Ritsuka was now surround by girls who were pinching him and asking him questions. He tugged Soubi's sleeve. "Soubi! Help me!" He commanded.

Soubi pulled Ritsuka and hugged him. "You're scaring Ritsuka, girls. Please stop it." The girls backed off after seeing Soubi's possessiveness.

"Sou-chan!" Kio whispered. "What are you doing? You're showing the whole class how perverted you really are."

"Kio, I am not a pervert." Soubi said, stroking Ritsuka's hair as he buried his face into Soubi's torso. Ritsuka's face was so red after the fawning the girls did.

The professor came into the classroom. He told the class to go to their respective places and settle down. He noticed Ritsuka standing beside Soubi and he smiled. He went to the little boy and asked a lot of questions. Ritsuka answered shyly but it was evident that the little boy was embarrassed because of the attention. Soubi cleared his throat, "Sensei, we should start the lesson."

The professor looked around to see that the class was already in front of their canvas, ready to listen to his final instructions. He nodded in approval. He gave Ritsuka one last ruffle on the hair and proceeded to write something on the board. Ritsuka went to Soubi's work area, sitting on the chair beside him.

After some reminders, the class started to paint. Soubi positioned Ritsuka beside the canvas. Ritsuka sat still and stared at Soubi. This was the first time he saw Soubi paint. Soubi was very serious. He seemed to be in a different world. His eyes were burning in passion. He didn't talk to Ritsuka. They were quiet the whole time Soubi was painting.

An hour passed and the professor called for a break. Soubi stood up to clean his brushes. Ritsuka wanted to with Soubi but he told his sacrifice to stay.

Ritsuka watched as Soubi went near the sink, washing his brushes. Kio approached Soubi and started chatting animatedly. Soubi was listening to Kio as he told Soubi a joke about the item he brought. Soubi then gave a small laugh when Kio finished his joke. After that, Kio pulled Soubi's arm and led him to his work area. Kio was pointing at his painting, seemingly asking Soubi for suggestions.

Ritsuka stared at the two. He couldn't help but feel jealous. Soubi knew Kio before he met Ritsuka. It meant that Soubi and Kio were friends longer than he and Soubi were together. Kio could openly tell Soubi anything while Ritsuka couldn't. There were some things that he finds difficult to tell Soubi. Deep down, Ritsuka wanted a relationship like Soubi and Kio's.

After ten minutes, they resumed painting. Soubi went back to his work area and started painting. Again, Soubi went back to his own world. Ritsuka tried to get his attention but Soubi didn't budge. He doesn't know if Soubi just didn't notice him or he was ignoring him. Soubi was indeed unreachable when he was immersed in his art.

Then, Kio came to Soubi's area. He asked Soubi to help him mix the paint to get a certain color. Soubi stood up and went to Kio's area to help him.

This annoyed Ritsuka. Soubi had been ignoring him ever since the class started. He talked to Kio and helped him but he didn't give Ritsuka that much attention. He couldn't stand the silent treatment anymore. Ritsuka stood up and left the room.

Soubi noticed Ritsuka and went out to follow the little boy. He caught up and took Ritsuka's hand. "What is wrong?" He asked with concern.

"I'm going home. I really can't do this. My back is tired and I want to go home." Ritsuka pretended to complain. He didn't want Soubi to know that he left because he was jealous of Kio.

"Ritsuka. You promised me. I was looking forward to painting you."

Liar. Ritsuka wriggled his hands free from Soubi's and walked away. "Why don't you go back and paint Kio?!" He shouted annoyingly.

Soubi stared as Ritsuka walked away. Then, he laughed loudly and walked towards the boy. "Ritsuka. Are you jealous of Kio?" He asked as he caught up.

Ritsuka stopped walking and faced Soubi. "What makes you think of that? Idiot! Why would I be jealous of him? Just go and talk to him. I don't care! I don't care about that guy. And I don't care about you either... You..."

Soubi silenced Ritsuka with a kiss. He kissed Ritsuka longingly, making sure there wasn't any place left untouched by his tongue. He released the boy and hugged him lovingly. Ritsuka melted into Soubi's arms, catching his breath after such kiss.

"I am very happy, Ritsuka. I am very happy because you feel that way." Soubi said. His head was bent to smell Ritsuka's hair, planting a kiss after. He touched the boy's chin and tilted it up and looked into Ritsuka's eyes.

"Ritsuka, I am sorry if you feel like I am neglecting you. But I wanted to paint you perfectly. I didn't want to lose concentration because I want my painting of you to come out a masterpiece. If I didn't go and help Kio earlier, he would've pestered me and I wouldn't be able to do my work well. Do you understand?"

Ritsuka stared into Soubi's eyes, looking for some affirmation on what he said. He smiled. Soubi did care for him. He should keep this in mind.

"Sorry. I don't understand artists."

Soubi laughed. It was different from the laugh he gave Kio earlier. It was the laugh that only Ritsuka could hear. He owns that laugh.

"Let's go back?" Soubi released Ritsuka from the hug and extended his hand for Ritsuka to take. Ritsuka placed his hand on Soubi's. Hand in hand, the two walked back into the classroom as if nothing had happened.

END

Quality Time, Chapter 2 (X/1999 - FuumaKamui)

Wed, 08 Mar 2006 08:31:08 GMT

Title: Quality Time
Author: keijijyou
Fandom: X/1999
Pairing: Fuuma/Kamui
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Yaoi, Mild Humor, AU (no angsty end of the world thing), OOC
Previous Chapters: 1
Notes: This was written as a birthday gift for my best friend who is one of the biggest Fuuma x Kamui fan in the world! This isn't my X/1999 OTP so I have to admit it is OOC.

The kiss took all of Kamui away. Fuuma was kissing Kamui as if he was eating ice cream, making sure there wasn't any place left untouched by his tongue. It was so full of passion and longing. It made Kamui forget where they were. It was like time stopped and the two of them were the only people left in the world.

Fuuma let go of Kamui after that kiss. Fuuma licked his lips, smiling evily as he watched Kamui catch his breath.

"What do... you think... you're doing?" Kamui said, gasping for air between words. Clearly, the kiss left Kamui breathless.

"You didn't like it?" Fuuma asked, looking like a puppy dog, rejected by his master. The look melt Kamui's heart into nothingness. He never saw Fuuma like that and it found it adorable.

"No... It's not like that... Your father and Kotori... They're downstairs..." Panicking, Kamui was finding the right words to tell Fuuma. He wanted to show that he was scared to go further because they might get caught and not because he didn't want it.

"You want them to join in?" Fuuma teased.

Kamui turned red again. He threw a pillow to Fuuma. "THAT IS NOT WHAT I MEANT!"

Fuuma walked to the door, locked it and strode back to bed. "There's no need for you to worry. Father is most likely in the temple. As for Kotori, she's too engrossed in cooking and no one will bother us. We can enjoy ourselves." He ran his fingers through Kamui's hair.

Kamui gazed into Fuuma's eyes. He didn't know what to do. He wanted this to happen all his life. He loves Fuuma. He loves Kotori too but it is different from what he feels for Fuuma. He wanted to have Fuuma's body close to him. He wanted to feel Fuuma's breath against his neck. He wanted Fuuma.

Fuuma was searching for an answer deep into Kamui's purple eyes. He is longing for this day to come. Usually, he kept his cool when Kamui was beside him. He couldn't count how many times he and Kamui were alone in his room but this time was different. When he felt Kamui touching his face and whispering his name, he lost it. He loved how Kamui says his name. It was something that made him go crazy. He didn't know if this naughty approach will make Kamui mad but he knows that it's too late for him to back out.

He motioned Kamui to lie down. He bent over Kamui and gave him a kiss. If Kamui kissed back, it meant that they can go further. It was then he felt Kamui wrapped his arms around Fuuma, kissing him back hungrily. Fuuma escaped from Kamui's kiss and stared back at him. He took of his shirt and climbed on top of the thin boy. He untied the boy's tie and unbuttoned the top of his uniform. He started kissing Kamui's neck, licking it sometimes. His hands were trailing over the little boys body, touching ever side and feeling the soft skin that Kamui has. Kamui's fingers were pressed against Fuuma's back, digging them every time he felt a tingle from Fuuma's kisses.

Then, Fuuma moved down Kamui's body towards his legs. He unzipped Kamui's pants and touched his friend's aroused member. Kamui gave a soft moan and pulled Fuuma's hair.

"Stop... Fuuma. I ...don't think ...I can do it." Kamui stammered. Fuuma looked up to Kamui. He moved up and grabbed Kamui's tie that was hanging on headboard. He took Kamui's hands and tied them together.

"Fuuma!!! What the hell are you doing?" Trying to break free from the tie and Fuuma, as well. Fuuma was trapping Kamui between his legs.

"You think I can stop after going this far?" Fuuma went back to Kamui's lower body and removed his pants and boxers. He held Kamui's manhood and gave it a lick. Kamui moaned and Fuuma smiled. That moan was music to his ears. He continued to suck Kamui while touching the boy between the thighs.

After that, Fuuma went up and kissed Kamui on the lips, struggling to remove his own shorts while doing that. He rubbed his own arousal against Kamui's. He placed his hand on both and started jerking it off. He was sucking and biting Kamui's while masturbating them. Suddenly, Kamui cried and Fuuma felt something slippery between his hands. He removed his lips from Kamui's and looked at his hands. He looked back to find the boy's eyes widened and face red with embarrassment.

"I... I... I am so sorry, Fuuma. I really don't know..." Kamui blurted out, covering his face. "This is so embarassing."

Fuuma leaned over Kamui's neck and gave it a seductive bite. He licked Kamui's ear and whispered. "I think it's sexy."Kamui removed his hands from his face to look at Fuuma. Fuuma was massaging Kamui's cum all over his phallus. He then started probing Kamui's behind to prepare Kamui for his enter.

"Just bear with it, Kamui. I'll be gentle" Fuuma position himself between Kamui's thighs. He raised the boy's hip to the perfect angle. He pushed the tip of his hard-on to Kamui's opening. Kamui winced a little but Fuuma kept pushing deeper until half of him was inside. Fuuma rode Kamui slowly, savoring every inside of Kamui.

Kamui was still covering his face with his tie-cuffed hands. He was blushing furiously that he didn't want Fuuma to see his face. Fuuma placed his hands on Kamui and moved his hands away from his face. "Kamui, I want to see your face." He said. Kamui nodded and flung his hands over Fuuma and clinged on his neck.

Fuuma took Kamui's erection into his hand and stroked it, in the same pace he is entering Kamui. Kamui raised his legs and wrapped in around Fuuma for easy access. Fuuma thrusted more until he reached satisfaction then for the second time, Kamui came. He was catching his breath and breathing heavily.

Fuuma climbed off Kamui and untied him. He kissed the marks the tie made on his wrists and said, "If you want to shower, I can lend you some of my clothes."

Kamui shaked his head. "No, it's okay." He replied as Fuuma started wiping him off. He smiled and watched Fuuma lovingly. He leaned forward to give Fuuma a kiss on the lips when suddenly, a knock came into their door.

"Time to eat!" Kotori said. Fuuma and Kamui froze and waited to see if Kotori will come in. But they heard retreating footsteps so they let out a sigh of relief.

Quickly, both of them dressed up, straightened themselves and made each other look presentable. Kamui reached for the doorknob but Fuuma stopped him. He fixed Kamui's tie before opening the door for the two of them to go down to the dining room.

Kotori was setting the table and greeted the two as they entered the room. She stared at Kamui for a long time. Kamui was puzzled and asked, "What's wrong?"

Kotori shook her head. "Nothing. You just look happy."

Wishes Whispered on Wings, Chapter 2 (Loveless - SoubiRitsuka)

Wed, 08 Mar 2006 08:29:24 GMT

Title: Wishes Whispered on Wings
Author: keijijyou
Fandom: Loveless
Pairing: Soubi/Ritsuka
Rating: PG
Genre: Romance
Notes: There was an exhibit at one mall here in our country... They had wishing butterflies in that exhibit. And I just thought... Wow. This will make a good subject for a fic.
Disclaimer: Yun Kouga owns Soubi and Ritsuka. ^_^

"Hey, Sou-chan, what are your plans for your birthday?" Kio Kaidou asked Soubi. They were in their university's art room, finishing some paintings they had to pass at the end of the day.

Soubi looked at Kio, puzzled. "Huh?"

"Your birthday is coming up. What are your plans?"

Soubi looked at the calendar near the door. Today was the 20th. It was his birthday in 8 days. Soubi just shrugged and continued on painting. He didn't really bother that much with his birthday. It was like any other normal day.

"You can ask me nicely if you want a birthday party." Kio continued on disturbing Soubi while painting. "Just say, 'Kio, I will be very happy if you throw a birthday party for me,' and I will do it~! Don't be shy, Soubi. All you need is ask..."

Soubi ignored Kio and concentrated on his work.

Kio shaked his head. Lately, he is having a hard time getting Soubi's attention. It seems like his friend is always deep into thought, frowning every now and then. He was like this when he is painting.

"Sou-chan, if you hate butterflies, why do you always paint them?" Kio asked. He knows that Soubi hates butterflies but he doesn't know why he still paints them.

"I don't know." Soubi stood up, took his coat and opened the door.

"Where are you going?" Kio stood up and approached Soubi.

"I'm going for a smoke." Soubi replied curtly and went out of the room.

Kio followed Soubi out of the room. "Oi, Sou-chan!!! What about the paintings? We are supposed to pass it today! And didn't Ritsuka tell you to quit?! Sou-chan! Sou-chan!" He shouted at Soubi's retreating figure. Soubi continued walking with no intentions of answering Kio.

Soubi went out of the arts building, to the area were students frequent to smoke. No one was there since everyone was busy finishing their projects for the day. Soubi sat down on one of the benches and lit one cigarette.

"I wonder how is Ritsuka is doing..." He wondered.

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"Are you okay, Ritsuka-kun?" Hawatari Yuiko asked her friend.

Ritsuka has been pissed off ever since they came to the butterfly farm. The ride to the farm was fun. He, Yuiko and Yayoi were eating while chatting nonstop in the bus. Sensei even approached their group to talk to them. But once they entered the farm, his mood turned sour.

"WHY CAN'T I STOP THINKING OF HIM?!" Ritsuka was furious, he vented out on Yuiko... something he would never do.

"Eh? Are you thinking about Soubi-san?" Yuiko asked with a concerned look on her eyes. "Did you have a fight with him? Or do you remember him when you see these butterflies and you feel like you want to be with him here, admiring the butterflies?"

Ritsuka glared. Yuiko is really sharp. She looks stupid but she is very observant. "No! That's not it! What made you think of that anyway?!" Ritsuka went away from Yuiko, stomping his feet in annoyance.

"Ritsuka-kun!" Yuiko followed Ritsuka. "I am so sorry, Ritsuka-kun. I won't say anything like that again. I'm sorry!"

Ritsuka stopped and looked at Yuiko. "It's okay. Never mind. I am sorry too."

Suddenly, Yayoi came running to them. He looked like a kid finding a candy. "Yuiko-san! Yuiko-san! I want you to see something!"

"What?" Yuiko said, dragging Ritsuka with her and following Yayoi. They stopped in front of a big oval cage covered in white net. Inside, hundreds of monarch butterflies were fluttering about. They were flying around the cage, landing on the flowers or on the net. The butterflies weren't that colorful. Yellow and black and white where the usual colors. Their wing spans are only 4-6 inches. They weren't like the other butterflies. They couldn't rival the beauty of the peacock butterfly nor the majestic wings of the blue morpho butterfly. If you look at them, they were simple butterflies with nothing special to boast.

"Eh? I thought you wanted to show me a pretty butterfly." Yuiko sulked. "I could see them everyday in our garden."

"No, Yuiko-san. They're not ordinary butterflies." Yayoi said, pushing the bridge up of his glasses with a finger. "They're called Wishing Butterflies."

"Huh? Why are they called that?" Yuiko asked, observing the butterflies. One of the butterflies landed in front of Yuiko. Yuiko poked the butterfly through the net and it flew away. She giggled and look for another butterfly to poke, forgetting that she asked a question to Yayoi.

"Yuiko-san~!" Yayoi looked so disheatened. It was like Yuiko to ignore him completely if she finds some other thing more interesting than Yayoi.

"Yayoi-san." Ritsuka asked, digital camera in hand and trying to take a picture of the butterflies in the cage. "Why are they called Wishing Butteflies?"

Yayoi's ears perked. This meant a chance to impress Yuiko with the knowledge he has of the butterflies. He read the pamphlet about it earlier so he can explain it everything. He cleared his throat.

"According to an Indian Legend, if one desires his wish to come true, they must capture a butterfly and whisper his wish to it. Since the butterflies can't make any sound, they can't tell the wish to anyone but the Great Spirit. Whisper your wish to a butterfly and release it. The whispering wings will relay your wish to the one who may grant it." Yayoi said, in a know-it-all manner completed with hand gestures as if he was a butterfly.

"Wow~! That's cool!" Yuiko said excitedly came bouncing back at them. "Ritsuka-kun, let's catch one!!!"

Ritsuka stared at the butterflies. If he would catch one, what would he wish. He wanted to wish for all of his worries to go away... For the old Ritsuka to come back and make his mother happy again... To know why the Seven Moons killed Seimei... Or to wish that he didn't want to feel this way towards Soubi. He wanted for the nagging feeling in his heart to stop. He had so many wishes. I need to catch hundreds of butterflies for all my wishes to come true, Ritsuka thought.

If was late afternoon when their class arrived back at school. Ritsuka, Yuiko and Yayoi stepped off the bus to see Soubi waiting for them in front of the school gate.

Soubi approached Ritsuka and kissed him on the forehead. "How was the trip?" He asked, eager to know the answer.

"Fine." Ritsuka replied lifelessly. He looked tired but still deep in thought.

Soubi smiled. It seems like Ritsuka didn't enjoy the trip. He was happy because of that. He didn't want Ritsuka to have a good time during the trip.

Yuiko and Yayoi waved goodbye to Ritsuka. "See you tomorrow!!!" Yuiko shouted, walking home with Yayoi.

Soubi took Ritsuka's hand and they started walking home. Ritsuka was quiet. Soubi decided to let Ritsuka stay quiet. The boy seems to be thinking of something. Soubi wants to know what Ritsuka was thinking about but he let it pass. He was contented holding Ritsuka's hand and walking him home. It was moments like this that he holds dear. After all, even if there aren't any pictures taken, a quiet time like this is still a memory.

They reached Ritsuka's house. Soubi decided against going up because he knows that Ritsuka would want to rest after a tiring trip. He bent down to kiss Ritsuka on the lips and bid him goodbye. Soubi turned his back to leave when Ritsuka said...

"Soubi, do you have a wish that you want to come true?"

TO BE CONTINUED.

One Message Received (Prince of Tennis - KamioAn)

Wed, 08 Mar 2006 08:20:01 GMT

Title: One Message Received
Author: keijijyou
Fandom: Prince of Tennis
Pairing: Kamio/An
Rating: PG
Genre: Romance
Notes: My birthday gift for Katya. My first Tenipuri fic. I just think this pair is adorable but I am not really a fan and it’s so hard to write about them so sorry if it’s not good. And their characters are fuzzy to me so I don’t know if I did write them well or a little OOC. I just wanted to write something for her birthday. Plus the ending is kinda hanging coz I am not sure if I should continue writing about it or not or just let you think what you want to happen.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Tenipuri. Takeshi Konomi does. Tezuka owns me though.

Akira Kamio had to go to his captain's house. There were some matters they need to talk to. Fudomine will be attending a training camp at Kyoto and the captain wanted to make sure if the preparations are done. Kamio rang the doorbell to the Tachibana household, mp3 player still on his ear. His eyes were closed because he was feeling the rhythm. He didn't even hear that someone had opened the door and greeted him.

"Kamio-kun!" Someone pulled the earphones off and shouted at his ear.

Kamio was surprised and shouted, "What the hell are you doing?" He looked at the person and blushed suddenly.

"What is wrong with you? I have been standing here in front of you for minutes and you're still listening to some stupid song!!!" An Tachibana said.

"Gomen, An. I got caught up with the rhythm." Kamio said, still blushing.

"Eh? Are you feeling fine? Because you're so pale... Do you feel sick?" An said, noticing the redness of Kamio face. She was going to touch Kamio's forehead but Kamio ducked to avoid her hand.

"I'm okay, I'm okay."

"Ok. Fine. Come in. Oniichan is talking to someone on the phone. He will be with you shortly."

Kamio and An went to the Tachibana's living room. Pictures of the family adorned the living room. There was also a picture of the whole Fudomine team beside a picture of a small Kippei pulling the braids of a small An.

"I didn't know you had long hair before, An." Kamio commented. He had the urge to steal the picture but it would be noticeable if it's gone. But he wanted to have a picture of a little An with braids.

"Yeah. But it became so hard to play with tennis with such a long hair so I cut it short." An said, fixing the heart barrette on her hair.

"Long hair is pretty in a girl..." Kamio said. He looked at An and saw that she was frowning so he immediately took it back by saying, "But you're short hair is prettier than all other girl's hair... Sorry, sorry!!!" He was stammering and he didn't really know how to make An feel better.

An laughed. She thought Kamio was really cute but he tends to be shy around her.

"It's okay. A lot of guys love long hair. Even Momoshiro-kun likes long haired girls." An suddenly bit her lip. Kamio doesn't like hearing Momoshiro's name. Those two have some rivalry going on. Every time they see each other all they do is shout and argue. Kamio will become ticked off every time he hears Momoshiro's name.

"Well, that guy doesn't have any taste. He doesn't know how to look at a pretty girl." Kamio continued dissing Momo but he stopped when a message alert tone filled the room.

"Oh, it's mine." An said, getting her cellphone from her pocket. An read the message then blushed. Kamio was surprised and at the same time, curious as to who sent An a message.

Kamio wanted to ask An but Tachibana-buchou went in the living room and greeted him. An took the cordless phone from the coffee table in their living room and left to make a phone call in her room.

Kamio and Tachibana went over the final plans for the training camp. Tachibana was giving Kamio some instructions but Kamio wouldn't listen. In his mind was the message An get. She was blushing when she got it. Then, she seemed so happy. I never saw An like that. Who could it be? Maybe it's some boy from our school... But who? An only hangs out with girls and the tennis club. Crap! Don't tell me it's someone from the team. Hmmm... An is close to everyone so I wouldn't know who likes her. Everyone likes An. She is very nice and sweet and she takes care of us very well. They treat her like a little sister. IT MIGHT BE MOMOSHIRO!!! Grrrr... Damn him! I will kill him if he makes a move on An.

"Kamio! Kamio!" Tachibana broke the anxiety that is filling Kamio's mind.

"Gomen nasai, buchou. I had a lot of things in my mind." Kamio muttered, embarrassed. He can't let his captain know that he is thinking about his sister.

Tachibana looked concerned. "Are you having problems with school or the team?"

It was typical for Tachibana to be worried of his team. This makes his a great captain for Fudomine.

"Sorry for worrying you. But nothing is wrong."

"Okay. Let's go about the training I thought for the team." Tachibana was looking for a folder among the files that he had but he noticed that he didn't have it with him. He excused himself and went to look for it in his room.

Kamio was left alone and naturally, his mind again was filled with thoughts of An and the mystery person who sent her a message. He looked into the papers for the training camp that Tachibana brought into the living room. Underneath the papers, he felt a hard thing. He moved the papers to see what it is and he saw a pink cellphone under it.

"An's cellphone?" Kamio whispered. "I didn't notice that she left it here."

Kamio took the cellphone. He was staring at it, contepmplating if he should open it or now. It was an invasion of her privacy. An will not speak to me again if she finds out I checked her cellphone. Kamio thought.

Kamio placed it back on the table. It's better this way. If An is in love with some guy, I just have to accept it. I will be happy as long as An is happy.

"What's with that weird look in your face? You look like a lovesick puppy." An said, coming inside the room.

Kamio was surprised. Good thing he placed the cellphone back on the table. An would be furious if she saw him holding her cellphone.

"Where is oniichan?" An asked, taking the cellphone from the table. She was reading the message she got earlier.

"He went to get something in his room." Kamio replied. He wasn't looking at An's eyes because she might noticed that he was still curious about that mystery textmate.

"Ah, okay... Um... Kamio-kun... I..." An was trying to tell Kamio something but the telephone rang. An jumped off the couch and went to answer the phone.

Confused, Kamio shrugged and went to read the materials from captain again. He noticed that An left the cellphone on top of the papers and the message that she was reading earlier was displayed.

The message was from someone from An's friend... "Confess to Kamio-sempai. I am sure he will like you."

Hairy Situation, Chapter 1 (BLEACH - ByakuyaRenji)

Wed, 08 Mar 2006 08:01:32 GMT

Title: Hairy Situation
Author: keijijyou
Fandom: BLEACH
Pairing: Byakuya/Renji
Rating: PG
Genre: Humor
Notes: aricat4 gave the idea for this fic. I don't slash BLEACH, by the way. But I have this friend, Midori-chan who loves this pairing so much. I wrote this fic for losing a bet.
Disclaimer: BLEACH OWNS ME. Kubotite owns BLEACH.

Kuchiki Byakuya was staring at the mirror. He hates mornings the most. Morning meant having to deal with his kenseikan. The sixth division captain didn't want to wear that hairpiece but it comes with the whole royal family package he was born into. The scarf wasn't a big deal. It was easy because a little flinging over the shoulders would do. But the kenseikan was a pain. Before, it was the servants who did the job of putting it on him every morning. When Hisana came, she took over the task. Hisana's soft hands gently stroking Byakuya's hair was like a glimpse of heaven for him. After Hisana's death, no one could ever touch his hair again. He doesn't ask his servants to put it on for him. When he adopted Rukia, he didn't ask Rukia to do it. Well, he didn't bother showing any emotions to Rukia so asking her to do the task her sister once did was out of the question. He felt that he will be betraying Hisana when someone else strokes his hair.

Byakuya sighed. He always spend an hour to put on his kenseikan. He wakes up early to put it on. He fumbles with it for the first time and fails miserably. He should've been used to this by now but he still messes up.

After several attempts, when he has finally able to fasten it, a knock came upon his door and broke his concentration. Byakuya frowned and shouted, "Who are you?"

"Kuchiki-taichou, I have orders for you from Yamamoto-taichou." It was his vice captain, Abarai Renji.

"I will deal with it later. I have some matters that I have to attend to." Byakuya replied. He wouldn't open the door. The death gods rarely see him without his kenseikan. He didn't want to start it now. Starting to fasten the kenseikan again, Renji knocked on the door, louder than the first one.

"I am sorry but this is an urgent message from the first division captain. I was told to deliver it to you immediately." Renji said, persuasively.

"He has to wait." Byakuya continued fixing his hair and is annoyed that his vice-captain wouldn't leave him alone.

Renji continued pounding on the door. Byakuya just pretended not to hear anything and concentrated on his hair. Suddenly, Byakuya heard a crash and the kenseikan fell loose again. He spun around and saw his vice captain had managed to break in and destroy the door.

Wishes Whispered on Wings, Chapter 1 (Loveless - SoubiRitsuka)

Wed, 08 Mar 2006 07:55:28 GMT

Title: Wishes Whispered on Wings
Author: keijijyou
Fandom: Loveless
Pairing: Soubi X Ritsuka
Rating: PG
Genre: Romance
Notes: There was an exhibit at one mall here in our country... They had wishing butterflies in that exhibit. And I just thought... Wow. This will make a good subject for a fic. Check out this site for more info.
Disclaimer: Yun Kouga owns Soubi and Ritsuka. ^_^

"I hate butterflies. I hate them for being pretty. I hate them for being easy to catch. I hate them for having pins stuck to their bodies and being turned into specimens. I never thought I would love them... Until I met you."

Agatsuma Soubi was waiting for Aoyagi Ritsuka outside his school. He was getting restless and bored. The kids were coming out but Ritsuka still isn't around. Soubi sighed. He took his cigarettes from his coat pocket and lit one stick.The smell of nicotine filled his nose. Ritsuka would be furious if he sees Soubi smoking again. Before, it didn't mind Ritsuka that Soubi was smoking but after one symposium at school about the illnesses of smoking, Ritsuka pestered Soubi to quit smoking.

"SOUBI!!!" A familiar voice in a familiar tone called out.

Soubi turned to see Ritsuka, frowning at his Fighter. Soubi prepared himself for a scolding and a long sermon. Ritsuka started tallying diseases one person can get from smoking, detailing how nicotine can ruin one's longs. He added that even people around smokers get affected. He reminded Soubi of the order he made the last time. Quit smoking.

"Ok, ok." Soubi took one last puff of the cigarette, put it off and threw it in a nearby garbage can. He smiled. "How was your day, Ritsuka?"

Ritsuka ignored Soubi and started walking. This kid is being cute again, Soubi thought. Purposely ignoring Soubi but inside, he wants Soubi to pursue him. Soubi followed Ritsuka. Quiet and keeping his distance.

Ritsuka looked back to see that Soubi was following him. He started to run very fast. He didn't want to be with Soubi. He was annoyed at Soubi. He was annoyed because he was worried. As each day was passing, he cares for Soubi more and more. And it was annoying.

As Ritsuka was about to turn into the corner, someone pulled his right arm, pulling him back into a tight embrace. "I caught you." Soubi whispered to Ritsuka's ear, wrapping his arms around Ritsuka, tightly and not wanting to let the small boy go. "Why are you always running away from me? Is being with me that bad?"

"What are you saying? It's your fault. You don't listen to any word I say!" Ritsuka glared. He was struggling to break free from Soubi's hug but he knew he couldn't. Soubi was an adult, stronger than him. Ritsuka stopped struggling and buried his head in Soubi's chest. He wrapped his hands around Soubi's waist.

"Listen to me, Soubi. Quit smoking. That's an order." Ritsuka said in a low but commanding tone. He didn't look up to Soubi because he didn't want the art student to see him blushing. Ritsuka's feeling of concern towards Soubi can make the boy flush. He didn't want Soubi to see that.

"Ritsuka. I am following your order. Don't you know that it takes days and months to quit smoking,." Soubi said, kissing Ritsuka's head. "I will quit, eventually."

"Tch." Ritsuka muttered.

Soubi loosened his grip on Ritsuka. He ruffled Ritsuka's hair and said, "Why did we head to this direction? Do you want to go somewhere?"

Ritsuka's eyes lit up. "I almost forgot! I need to go to the grocery. We will have a field trip tomorrow and I want to buy some snacks to share with Yuiko and Yayoi."

"Oh, the butterfly farm field trip." Soubi remembered. Last week, Ritsuka told him that his class would have a field trip to a butterfly farm four hours away from town. Ritsuka looked so excited then that Soubi couldn't help but feel jealous. Even if it was seeing butterflies trapped in their cages, fluttering about and freedom being refused on them, he still wanted to be there with Ritsuka. He wanted to watch the butterflies with Ritsuka. It was a memory. Soubi wants to be a part of every memory Ritsuka has. This way, there wouldn't be lesser chances that Ritsuka will forget him.

Ritsuka tugged Soubi's coat, breaking the man's thoughts. "Let's go, Soubi."

Soubi and Ritsuka went to the grocery store, choosing snacks that Yuiko and Yayoi might like. After that, they headed to Ritsuka's home. Ritsuka went inside quietly, avoiding his mom who was cooking in the kitchen. Soubi climbed to Ritsuka's room, waiting in the balcony for Ritsuka to open the glass door. Ritsuka opened the door and let Soubi in.

Soubi went inside, settled on Ritsuka's bed and watched as the boy prepared his bad for tomorrow's trip. Soubi sighed. He felt that pang of jealousy again. He wanted to tie the little boy up and lock him somewhere secluded for a day so that he would miss the trip. But he can't do that. He wouldn't do that. He doesn't want to do anything that would Ritsuka.

"I really hate butterflies." Soubi mumbled. Before, he hated them for being pretty but now, he hated them because the one he loves is so happy that he will go and see them.

"What?" Ritsuka looked at Soubi. Ritsuka was sitting in front of his computer. His digital camera was hooked to the computer, pictures were being transferred to the computer. "Were you saying something?"

"Nothing." Soubi stood up and kissed Ritsuka on the lips. Staying longer would just make him selfish. He is afraid that he might do something to prevent Ritsuka from going to the field trip. He went to the window and smiled peacefully. "Good night, Ritsuka." Then, he was gone.

Ritsuka sighed. "What is wrong with that guy?" He was wondering. Ever since he told Soubi about the butterfly farm field trip, Soubi was always avoiding any conversations about that. It's very hard to read that guy's emotions. He doesn't know if Soubi is telling the truth or keeping something from him. He wishes that Soubi would answer all the questions Ritsuka would ask. "Nothing" is always the reply he gets from Soubi. And when he gets this reply, he knows that Soubi is keeping something from him.

Ritsuka's mother called him to get some dinner. Ritsuka knows better to just follow his mother. He didn't want her to be mad at him and hurt him again. He didn't want to go the field trip with bruises and bandages. Honestly, Ritsuka was surprised on how excited he was for this trip. He sometimes think that it was because he would get a lot of pictures and it meant memories.

"Ritsuka!" His mother repeated. The voice sounded irritated.

"Yes, mother. I am coming down." Ritsuka replied, turning off his computer and the lights and went down to eat dinner.

TO BE CONTINUED.

Quality Time, Chapter 1 (X/1999 - FuumaKamui)

Wed, 08 Mar 2006 06:32:16 GMT

Title: Quality Time
Author: keijijyou
Fandom: X/1999
Pairing: Fuuma x Kamui
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Yaoi, Mild Humor, AU (no angsty end of the world thing), OOC
Notes: This was written as a birthday gift for underthemoon who is one of the biggest Fuuma x Kamui fan in the world! This isn't my X/1999 OTP so I don't really know if I handled them well.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Kamui, Fuuma and Kotori. The wonderful people of CLAMP does. Lucky them!

Kamui Shirou stopped by the basketball court to see if his best friend, Fuuma Monou went home. He was surprised to see that the basketball court was empty. Kamui wondered were Fuuma was. He wanted to see Fuuma before he went home. Tomorrow are exam days so most likely Kamui will see less of Fuuma. He wanted to grab every opportunity to see him.

Suddenly, someone covered Kamui’s eyes. “Guess who?” A familiar voice filled his ears. Kamui smiled and touched the hand of one of the most important persons in his life. He removed the hand from his eyes and held it affectionately. He turned around to look at the person who covered his eyes.

“Heading home?” Kamui asked the person, smilling widely. “Kotori.”

“Yup!” Kotori Monou, Fuuma’s little sister and Kamui’s other best friend, nodded. Fuuma, Kotori and Kamui were inseparable since they were little. They grew up together. “Kamui-chan too?” Kotori asked.

“Aa.” Kamui replied. He and Kotori started walking thru the path going outside of school.

“But, Kamui-chan... if you were going home, why were you standing in front of the basketball court? Were you looking for Oniichan?”

Kamui felt like he was stabbed in the heart. How could Kotori say that with such an innocent tone? Kamui tried to think of something to cover it all up but Kotori continued talking. “Oniichan wasn’t feeling well this morning so he stayed home to get some rest. Besides, clubs are suspended because of the exams so he wouldn’t be there… But of course, Kamui-chan doesn’t know that because he isn’t a part of any club."

“I see.” Kamui nodded. Fuuma will be busy studying. He is an honor student and he will be spending most of his time studying. Kamui can’t help but feel a bit lonely. He wanted to see Fuuma more than anything else in the world. He also wanted to see Kotori but he sees Kotori almost all of the time because her class is next to his. Fuuma's class was way down the hall.

“Kamui-chan? Is there something wrong?” Kotori asked Kamui with a concerned look on her face.

“It’s nothing. I’m fine.” Kamui smiled meekly. He doesn’t want Kotori to worry over him.

“Did you have something to tell my brother? Why don’t you come home with me and you can see him? And stay for dinner! And if you want, you can also stay and study with us! It’ll be fun, Kamui-chan!” Kotori said, excitedly.

Kamui was hesistant to go but Kotori was dragging him so he felt that he had no choice but go with her.

“I'm home” Kotori shouted as she entered the Fuuma Residence. Kamui went inside the door, looking so tired after being dragged by Kotori all the way to her house. Where does she get all the energy? Kamui thought.

Kotori’s father came out of the living room to greet Kotori. “Ah, you're back, Kotori.” He noticed Kamui and gave him a warm smile. “Kamui! It’s so great to see you. You haven’t visited us in a while.”

Kamui managed a shy smile. He shook the hands of Kotori's father who he treated like his own father. “I was busy with school.”

“Oniichan is still sleeping, I think. But he is fine already, he is just resting. Why don’t you go up to his room and wake him up.” Kotori suggested as she was putting on her apron. She began taking ingredients from the refrigerator, peeling and dicing the vegetables.

“Do you need some help?” Kamui asked. He approached Kotori and watched in awe that Kotori is slicing the vegetables like a pro.

“No. I’m okay! You go up and wake my lazy oniichan up.”

“But, but…” Kamui didn’t want to do that. It would be so embarrassing to wake Fuuma up. “I can’t do that. He might get mad.”

Kotori laughed. “Why are you being so shy? Oniichan would rather want you to wake him up than me!”

Another innocent remark from Kotori. Kotori doesn’t have even the faintest idea how true that was.

Kotori pushed Kamui towards the stairs. She waved the knife in a threatening pose. “Go up and wake Oniichan! I don’t want you in my kitchen.”

Kamui sighed. He gave in to Kotori and climbed up the stairs. Kotori’s actions always put Kamui in a tight spot. But Kamui couldn’t help but give in to Kotori’s commands. He knocked on Fuuma’s door, hoping that Fuuma was awake and he would opened the door. Unfortunately, there wasn’t any answer which meant Fuuma was still sleeping. Kamui pushed the door open and saw Fuuma sleeping on his bed. A textbook was left open lying on his chest.

Kamui walked to Fuuma’s bed and sat down beside him. Kamui admired the manly features Fuuma had. He couldn’t resist touching Fuuma’s cheek. “Fuuma,” he whispered.

Kamui’s hand stayed on Fuuma’s cheek for a while. He wanted to feel Fuuma’s skin because he knew that he wouldn’t have the courage to do that when Fuuma’s awake.

After a while, Kamui removed his hand from Fuuma’s face when suddenly Fuuma grabbed his hand.

Kamui’s eyes widened and found himself staring deep into Fuuma’s eyes. Fuuma is awake and he was smiling naughtily.

“Aren’t you supposed to be sleeping?” Kamui shouted at Fuuma, shaking Fuuma’s hands away.

“I woke up because I felt someone touching my face.” He took the book off his chest. He closed it, stood up and went to put it on top of his desk. Then, Fuuma went back to his bed and lied down again.

Kamui blushed furiously. “What are you saying? Kotori wanted me to check if you’re still hot…” Kamui stammered.

“Liar.” Fuuma said, sticking his tongue to Kamui. “So what do you think?”

“Huh?” Kamui asked, avoiding Fuuma’s eyes.

Fuuma sat up, nearing his face to Kamui and whispered to Kamui’s ear, “Am I hot?”

“Shut up!” His whole face turned red. Kamui was so turned-on by Fuuma’s husky voice.

It was like Fuuma was seducing him. He pushed Fuuma away and Fuuma went back to lying down on the bed.

Fuuma laughed childlishly. “Why are you so red?”

Kamui glared. “I said, shut up! Why are you still lying down anyway? Stand up and get ready! Kotori is making dinner and it should be ready in a while.”

“Heh. In a while? So it means we still have time.” Fuuma said slyly.

“Time for what?” A mix of confusion and worry filled Kamui’s face. Fuuma is up to something again. He knew it from the tone of his voice.

Fuuma reached for Kamui’s tie and pulled Kamui towards him. Kamui face was now in front of Fuuma’s face.

“For this?” Fuuma said then planting a long, lingering kiss on Kamui’s mouth.

TO BE CONTINUED…