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comment with a character/pairing/more and a prompt (words or pictures), and I'll write a drabble (100+ words) for it ^^

Give as many prompts as you like, with a separate comment for each one. I can't promise to write them all, but I do promise to write everyone at least one.

I can write JE (NEWS + KAT-TUN, I can try Kanjani8, Arashi at a real push if you don't mind a little OOCness), Harry Potter (not for a long time) and Supernatural.

^_^
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Date: 2009-07-05 02:28 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pipsqueaks.livejournal.com
SRS WHY HAS NOBODY COMMENTED YET, WHAT ARE THEY ALL DOING, SLEEPING? I know the answer to that is 'yes', shush

YOU WILL WRITE ME DABBLES Y/Y?

I would like:

Pin, "My bo~y lollipop (doo doo doo doo) you make my heart go~ giddy-up!"

Date: 2009-09-01 07:14 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] myxstorie.livejournal.com
"Jin."

"Mmm?"

"What are you doing?"

"Mm rompheemo-"

"Jin."

"Mmm?"

"You need to stop."

"Mmmii?"

"I'm serious."

"Mm-mph!"

The lollipop Jin claimed to have been using to 'practice' for his role lay abandoned on the floor, but he soon decided Yamapi's tongue was much more fun to suck on.
Edited Date: 2009-09-01 07:16 am (UTC)

Date: 2009-07-05 02:29 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pipsqueaks.livejournal.com
And

Ryoda, "WHY IS THERE NO TEA LEFT? WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DRINK NOW?! I HATE YOU, YOU TEA THIEF."

Edit: I should probably give some kind of additional clue here: Ueda said in um Duet June 2009 that he has masses of Oolong tea stored in his drawers at home, if I remember correctly. This might help?
Edited Date: 2009-07-05 02:47 pm (UTC)

Date: 2009-07-05 09:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] myxstorie.livejournal.com
Ueda's love of wine wasn't a secret, but it wasn't until he pulled the short straw and ended up knocking on the door to Ueda's ridiculously large house at one in the morning that he realised just how bad he was at holding his alcohol.

"Uh," he says, trying to inconspicuously back towards the door without Ueda noticing, "I think I'll just-"

"No!" Ueda cries, lunging for Ryo's arm and pulling him back onto the couch, "You need to have a drink! Drink with me, you're always so uptight!"

Ryo clenches his teeth and sits stiffly, back ramrod straight as Ueda sprawls next to him, the drink half-filling his glass sloshing around dangerously and threatening to spill all over the beautiful cream couch.

Do not punch him, do not punch him. You promised you'd be nice.

He'd promised to be nice. He really wanted that phone number - the girl was a sure thing, and Ryo couldn't count on one hand the number of months it had been since he got some.

Ueda thrust another glass at him and Ryo took it gingerly, watching the liquid swirl around. It smelled rich, definitely good stuff, and suddenly all the talk of Ueda having his own wine cellar didn't seem quite so unbelievable.

Barely half an hour and one glass later, Ueda is on the floor, head lolling on his shoulders and a grin even more stupid than his regular one plastered across his face.

With a resigned sigh, Ryo takes the glass from his hand before it ends up upside down, and heaves the other man up with hands under his armpits. Once he's on his feet, Ueda stumbles towards the kitchen, mumbling about water and tea and coffee, and Ryo can hear him banging around, slamming doors and drawers and, if the clanking was any indication, trying to upend the fridge.

Wondering when he agreed to be babysitter, Ryo follows - just to make sure Ueda doesn't accidentally slip and stab himself somewhere vital. Not that Ryo really had a problem with that, but he'd never hear the end of it if Ueda had some fatal accident - God forbid anyone had a drama bigger than Jin himself.

Ueda's feet were sticking out from behind an open cupboard door as he rifled around inside, before pulling himself awkwardly to his feet, using the counter as support.

"Where is the tea? Why is there no tea left?!"

Ryo blinked. "Uh..."

"What am I supposed to drink now?!" He pointed accusingly at Ryo, "I HATE YOU, YOU TEA THIEF!"

Ryo stares at him incredulously before Ueda turns pale and, with wide eyes, flies past him. Ryo finds him in the bathroom, and spends the next ten minutes carefully holding Ueda's hair away from his face and dabbing his head with a damp flannel.

Later, when Ueda's passed out in bed, Ryo finally gets his chance to escape. Instead of making good of the thoughts he'd been entertaining all night and bolting, he curls up on the couch with a blanket he'd found in the closet.

It wouldn't to do let Ueda choke on his own vomit, after all.

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Date: 2009-07-05 02:32 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pipsqueaks.livejournal.com
And

Kameda, DEAR SWEET JESUS I AM REQUESTING KAMEDA WHAT IS GOING ON, prompt: "...and then I went shopping and some girl handed me a money-off voucher to this awesome place..."

Date: 2009-09-01 07:25 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] myxstorie.livejournal.com
"-and then I went shopping and some girl handed me a money off voucher to this awesome place-"

Ueda raised an eyebrow and smothered his grin, wondering if Kame was going to stop for breath any time soon.

"-and on the way home I went by and it looked really nice and I thought I should try the food but not just because of the voucher so I was going to go-"

Ueda settles back in his chair and folds his legs neatly, watching as Kame's cheeks colour slightly.

"-but I realised I'd probably look pretty silly going for a meal on my own so I didn't and I was just wondering if maybe possibly if you weren't busy and were hungry youmightwanttomaybegowithme."

Kame's inhale sounded like the first breath of a drowning man, and Ueda couldn't stop his smile any longer. Kame's cheeks - when he finally dared to raise his eyes to look at the other man - turned an even deeper scarlet, but then Ueda's grin softened and he ducked his head politely.

"I'd love to go on a date with you."

Kame's eyes widened and he spluttered for a moment, until Ueda winked and flashed teeth at him, then Kame couldn't do anything but grin stupidly back at him and look forward to the evening.

Date: 2009-07-05 02:32 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pipsqueaks.livejournal.com
Koyapi, "You can't heal the world, you know."

Date: 2009-09-01 07:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] myxstorie.livejournal.com
To the common human, Yamapi might appear careless and forgetful, drifting through his day thoughtlessly and making it to the end without trouble because of those around him.

Yamapi knows different.

Everything he does is carefully thought out, like the almost secretive grins he throws Shige that reminds the other of the fun they'd had drinking the week before. Like the offhand compliments he throws Tegoshi that make the smaller man beam with pride, the ignorance of Ryo's moods and the naps on the sofa he takes, so that Ryo can use him as a pillow between train journeys. Like the extra lunch he brings and decides he's too full for, or dieting, or doesn't like so that Massu never goes hungry.

And most importantly, the little things he doesn't do that make Koyama feel useful, needed, and as important to the band as every one of them.

He knows Koyama needs to take care of people, doesn't feel satisfied unless there is someone he can help, someone who depends on him. But he also knows that sometimes, just sometimes, it all becomes too much. When the sparkle in Koyama's eyes isn't as bright, when his smile seems to slip around the edges, that's when Yamapi knows, and those nights he turns up on Koyama's doorstep with beer and takeout, and a shoulder for Koyama to fall asleep on to Yamapi stroking his hair.

"You can't heal the world, you know." He always whispers softly, and he's never sure if the other man hears him, but the next day the smile and the sparkle are back full force, so Yamapi decides it doesn't really matter anyway.

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Date: 2009-07-05 02:34 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tatoeba.livejournal.com
pin - haunted house

ive always wanted to write highschool pin XD

Date: 2009-07-06 12:49 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] myxstorie.livejournal.com
"Pi?" A voice whispers, and Yamapi casts his eyes about in the darkness.

"Mm?"

He feels the air shift before him then light fingers are brushing his arm hesitantly. Once the hand has established he's safe to touch, it curls around his wrist tightly.

"Does it have to be so dark?"

"Bakanishi," Yamapi admonishes fondly, "The lights don't work. I brought a torch, if yo-"

"No!" Jin whispers hurridly, and Yamapi can feel him huddling closer in his sleeping bag, "That might attract the ghosts!"

Yamapi doesn't bother pointing out that Jin's logic sucks - it wouldn't be news to either of them. Instead, he covers Jin's hand with his own, turning onto his side to face his friend.

"Just go to sleep, and when you wake up it'll be light and we can get the game from Ryo and go home."

Jin's pouting - Yamapi doesn't have to be able to see him to know. "Can't we jus tell him we did it?"

He tries not to laugh at how small Jin sounds, "He'd find out, you know he would. And he'd tell everyone at school we were to chicken to even sit out the night, and they'd tease us forever."

The house groans, floorboards creaking, and Jin whimpers and shuffles closer. Turned on his side like this, Yamapi can smell Jin's shampoo, fresh and clean, and he closes his eyes to let that mixed with the underlying scent of Jin cloud his senses.

When something tiny and probably rodent-lik scuttles across the bottom of Jin's sleeping bag, and his friend all but leaps into Yamapi's arms with a yelp, he decides that, even if it was originally just for shits and giggles, it was definitely one of Ryo's better ideas.

Date: 2009-07-05 02:34 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pipsqueaks.livejournal.com
Pin, "But I thought you were sleeping with Kame!" -- "I thought you were sleeping with him!"

1/2

Date: 2009-09-01 09:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] myxstorie.livejournal.com
The first time Kame invites him out for drinks, Yamapi is slightly curious - they haven't hung out much unofficially since Nobuta - but he's never one to turn down an offer to be sociable.

Jin's even more surprised when he tells him, and heads into work with a determined look on his face - Yamapi doesn't have the heart to tell him he just looks constipated - and a long list of questions for Kame relating to his sudden interest in Jin's best friend.

Jin comes home in a bad mood, so Yamapi guesses it can't have gone well.

-

When Jin tells him he's off to meet Kame for dinner, Yamapi doesn't even register what Jin has been saying until he's already left.

He doesn't much like the thought of Jin on a dinner date with Kame, knows of the bubbling, albeit volatile chemistry between them both and doesn't much like where it could be headed.

-

But the next time he and Kame go out together - a movie he's been itching to see this time - Kame is as normal as ever. However, when he gets home, Jin's mood is as black as the food in the dustbin, and Yamapi starts to think maybe he's treading on his friend's toes a little.

-

Next time, Kame takes Jin to the arcade. Jin's face is childlike and alight with excitement, and Yamapi can't help doki-doki-ing a little at the sight.

This time, it's Yamapi's foul mood that drives Jin into his roomn, leaving him angrily flipping through channels and staring blankly at the flickering images on the screen.

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Date: 2009-07-05 02:35 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tatoeba.livejournal.com
for some reason (idk how) jin takes shige out for his 22nd bday and shige is more than a little bewildered.

Date: 2009-09-01 10:55 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] myxstorie.livejournal.com
Yamapi knows all of Jin's weak spots, and in turn, Jin knows just how stubborn Yamapi can be - especially when it come to NEWS and their pathetic 'member-ai' - so when Yamapi swears that he won't have sex with Jin for a month if he doesn't try harder with his bandmates - "They're all too scared of you to come over!" - Jin knows he means business.

After careful deliberation - "Ryo doesn't count!" - Jin decides on the least creepy - and most likely to refuse - member, and acquires their number.

Unfortunately, they pick up, with a slightly confused, "Hello?"

"Kato!" Jin says, "Come out for drinks with me tonight."

"Uh... What? Why?"

"You speak Japanese, right?" Jin's more than a little offended that Shige doesn't sound half as privileged as he should for being invited out by Jin, of all people, "Why not?"

"Um... O...kay... Sure."


"Great!" Jin grins at the prospect of sex tonight - a happy Pi is a generous Pi - before telling Shige where to meet him.

That evening, Jin finds out just why Yamapi likes the kid so much. After the initial awkwardness and a spilled drink, there is some nervous fidgeting - on Shige's part - and some ignoring of the company and checking out the scantily clad girls on the dance floor - on Jin's. But once the alcohol is flowing, they actually speak to each other. At first, it's only stunted discussions about work and school, but once they're both feeling the effects of the drinks working, the talk takes a turn and becomes decidedly more male, more entertaining, more obscene.

At the end of the night - or morning, as it turned out - when the other man is lolling on his shoulder and mumbling about how awesome Akanishi-san is, and how he doesn't know why everyone else is so intimidated by him - Jin half-smiles and thinks he could get used to this Kato guy.

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Date: 2009-07-05 02:39 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pipsqueaks.livejournal.com
Kameda, "How did we ever get this far? / It shouldn't have to be this hard, / And for the first time in my life, / I'm flying." - Stars - t.A.T.u. (http://www.sing365.com/music/lyric.nsf/Stars-lyrics-T-A-T-U-TATU/57D6668E856528D348256C3D0028D9F8) - NOT the Russian lyrics.

oops...

Date: 2009-09-01 11:07 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] myxstorie.livejournal.com
Crap. This was supposed to be Kameda. I thought you wanted akame DX for now, here's the akame XD

-

Sometimes, Jin thinks. He tries not to make it common knowledge.

Right now, he's thinking about Kame. Thinking, and remembering.

He remembers the day they met, thrown together with a bunch of strangers in a group they didn't even want to be in. The two of them had been pushed together so much by the management that they ended up clinging to each other even when they didn't have to, finding comfort in the familiarity of each others' arms. He remembers the day he left it all behind, remembers the hurt in Kame's eyes and how just that one look had almost made him change his mind.

Jin remembers LA, and all the changes it brought, and he remembers returning and not recognising the man he left behind. But he'd changed too, and Jin remembered all the bruised lips with egos to match as they clashed time and time again.

He remembers a lot, but right now, as he looks to the side and sees Kame sprawled next to him, sheets draped across his hips and face peaceful in his slumber, Jin thinks that none of that matters anymore. The past isn't important, because the future is bright and he feels like he's on top of the world.

Date: 2009-07-05 02:40 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pipsqueaks.livejournal.com
Koyama/anyone who takes your fancy - Nyanta goes to the vet's D:

im sorry DX

Date: 2009-09-09 10:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] myxstorie.livejournal.com
"I'm hungry."

"Shige, you're always hungry."

"Am not."

"You are... You've been hungry for the past week! I think you're sick."

"What? I'm not sick, Kei."

"My mum gets hungry before she gets sick. Maybe you need some soup and a blanket..."

"Mmm, soup would be good. Do I get bread, too?"

"Shige! I'm worried about you and all you can think about is food!"

'You worry about everyone."

"My sister ate lots that one time... Then she found out she was pregnant... Oh God, Shige! Yo-"

"I'm not pregnant, Kei."

"But... Well... Oh! I know! Nyanta ate lots once! And it turned out he had worms... Shige!! What if you have worms?!?"

"Humans don't get worms."

"It must be! But... I don't know how to get rid of worms in people..."

"It's not worms, Kei."

"Maybe we should go to the vet and ask... But they won't let us in without an appointment..."

"Kei! I do not have worms!"

"We'll just have to make an appointment then, and take Nyanta. The vet will know what to do."

-

"Koyama, I don't have worms."

"Well, it's better to be safe than sorry."

"Kei, this is embarrassing, serio- ow! You little-"

"See, Nyanta agrees with me. Shige's just grouchy that he might be sick, and a grouchy Shige's no fun, right Nyanta?"

"I wasn't grouchy before you brought me to the goddamn vet's surgery!"

"Now now, don't shout, you're disturbing the other animals. Look at that poor budgie squawking!"

"I'm disturbing the- Koyama Keiichiro, if you don't take me home right now I'm going to take that budgie and shove it up you-"

"Come to think of it, Nyanta, I don't think humans can get worms, can they? This was a silly idea. Let's go home, ne?"

"Yes. Let's go home."

"... He must be pregnant instead."

Date: 2009-07-05 02:42 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pipsqueaks.livejournal.com
Koyama/Jin, "Pack up your troubles in your old kit bag and smile, smile smile! / While there's a Lucifer to light your fag, smile, boys, that's the style! / What's the use of worrying? It never was worthwhile, SO, / Pack up your troubles in your old kit bag and smile, smile smile!"

Date: 2009-09-01 12:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] myxstorie.livejournal.com
No-one could understand what Jin saw in Koyama. No-one could understand what Koyama saw in Jin. Koyama was emotional, prone to worrying unnecessarily and liked taking care of people. Jin was carefree and unthinkingly selfish, living for himself above everyone else.

But they knew it was these differences that brought them together. Jin knew that Koyama enjoyed, even needed to look after people, and Koyama knew that Jin would never take him for granted. Koyama knew that Jin did what made him happy, but always made sure Koyama was happy, too.

Koyama knew that Jin needed excitement, and Jin knew that sometimes Koyama needed to let loose and forget, pack his troubles away for a while and taste the other life.

And when Jin takes a drag of his cigarette and rests his arm on the rolled-down window, the other hand resting on the wheel as they drive with no idea where they're going, he'll always watch Koyama out of the corner of his eye. Koyama likes to watch the scenery, bobbing his head distractedly to the music playing softly from the radio, and when the wind catches his hair and he smiles, Jin thinks other people just don't get it. But other people don't matter, not when the two of them are together and understanding is all they need.

Date: 2009-07-05 02:44 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pipsqueaks.livejournal.com
Tegoda, "My hands are all bruised ;_;"

Date: 2009-09-01 01:05 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] myxstorie.livejournal.com
Ueda had never understood people's inability to say no to Tegoshi until the day the young man bounced up to him with a wide grin talking about how Ueda-san had such a muscular body and he struggled so much to get bigger but nothing worked, and didn't Ueda-san box? Tegoshi had fluttered his eyelashes and before Ueda knew what he was doing, he'd invited Tegoshi over to teach him.

Their first session goes better than he had expected, with Tegoshi watching with wide eyes and listening intently as Ueda explained the basics to him. He had even gotten a few decent punches in when Ueda started him on the sandbag, and when the were done Tegoshi was flushed and tired, but smiling.

"That was fun, ne! How did I do, Ueda-sensei?"

Ueda grins at the name, "Not bad. You need to practice a lot though-"

Tegoshi's bottom lip trembles.

"-b-but, uh, you were great! Really!"

Tegoshi's face lights up, and Ueda thinks he's just become one of the crowd.

-

The next morning, Ueda is surprised to find Tegoshi waiting outside the building for him looking sullen, and when he asks what the problem is, Tegoshi's eyes are sad and worried.

Ueda thinks his heart might break from the sight alone.

"It hurts~" He says, and Ueda smiles softly.

"That's normal, it was your first time!"

"But... My hands are all bruised..." Tegoshi lifts his hands and his eyes, knuckles turning black and eyes swimming with tears.

Ueda stomps down on the urge to hug the smaller man, settling for a hand on his shoulder instead. "It gets better once your hands toughen up, I promise."

"Really?"

Ueda nods.

"Oh." The tears disappear, and Tegoshi looks thoughtful, before cocking his head. "I don't think I want to be a boxer anymore."

He doesn't give Ueda time to answer before he's gone; not that he would have known what to say had Tegoshi stayed.

It was almost a shame. He'd rather liked the thought of having a boxing partner.

Date: 2009-07-05 02:45 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pipsqueaks.livejournal.com
Ryo/Shige, "OH FFS I GIVE UP DX"

Date: 2009-09-01 01:34 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] myxstorie.livejournal.com
SexyOsakaMan says:
Oi, Shige

SexyOsakaMan says:
I'm bored

~The Elite~ says:
Should I be offended?

SexyOsakaMan says:
Yes. You're boring

SexyOsakaMan says:
Entertain me

~The Elite~ says:
How? You just told me I'm boring.

SexyOsakaMan says:
I'm sure you'll think of something with that huge brain of yours ;)

~The Elite~ says:
......

SexyOsakaMan says:
You suck T_T

~The Elite~ says:
You're the one who's bored.

SexyOsakaMan says:
Ok fine

SexyOsakaMan says:
I'll do something instead

SexyOsakaMan says:
What are you wearing?

~The Elite~ says:
Jeans and a shirt. Same as every other day, why?

SexyOsakaMan says:
Ugh D:

SexyOsakaMan says:
You really do suck

SexyOsakaMan says:
You're supposed to say something sexy

SexyOsakaMan says:
Like

~The Elite~ says:
Like what?

SexyOsakaMan says:
I'm just in my boxers, but I can take them off for you if you like

~The Elite~ says:
What? Why would I say that?

SexyOsakaMan says:
Because it's sexy

~The Elite~ says:
But I'm not in my boxers.

SexyOsakaMan says:
But I could IMAGINE you were

~The Elite~ says:
Why?

SexyOsakaMan says:
Because it's HOT!!!!

~The Elite~ says:
Oh. Okay.

SexyOsakaMan says:
So Shige

SexyOsakaMan says:
Will you take them off for me?

~The Elite~ says:
Why would I want to get naked? I'm at my mother's!

SexyOsakaMan says:
I don't mean really take them off!!

SexyOsakaMan says:
Moron

~The Elite~ says:
Then why ask?

SexyOsakaMan says:
I'm trying to have cybersex with you, you idiot

SexyOsakaMan says:
What happened to your brain

~The Elite~ says:
Why? Don't you like real sex?

SexyOsakaMan says:
Of course I do!!!!

~The Elite~ says:
Then why would you want to do it this way?

SexyOsakaMan says:
Because I'm BORED and now I'm horny too

~The Elite~ says:
But.... Why?

SexyOsakaMan says:
OH FFS I GIVE UP DX

SexyOsakaMan has signed out

Twenty minutes later, there's a knock at the door. Shige barely gets the door open before Ryo is pulling him out of it and shoving him into the car. Ryo looks frustrated and needy, driving faster than he should despite not having his license back for long. Shige's just relieved that he wasn't wearing just his boxers.

Date: 2009-07-05 02:46 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pipsqueaks.livejournal.com
KAT-TUN roadtrip, "Are we nearly the~re yet?"

Date: 2009-07-05 02:49 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pipsqueaks.livejournal.com
Akame, "A man needs a woman like a bicycle needs a fish."

Date: 2009-09-01 02:23 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] myxstorie.livejournal.com
Jin groans and buries his head in his hands.

"I'm serious!" Junno was saying, while Massu appeared to hang on his every word, "A man needs a woman like a bicycle needs a fish!"

"How is that even a pun?" Koki sounds more curious than irritated, and it only makes Jin want to strangle his bandmates even more.

"He doesn't have to pun to be funny!" Massu says, and Jin wants to cry.

Until two arms snake around his neck, and there's a head on his shoulder and a voice in his ear.

"Just ignore them," Kame murmurs, "As soon as we're done here, you can come home with me and we'll get take-out, and I'll do that thing with my tongue that you like so much."

Kame's breath tickles his ear, and Jin thinks that maybe he won't kill all of them.

Date: 2009-07-05 02:50 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pipsqueaks.livejournal.com
Massupi, "Why are you sleeping in that box?"

Date: 2009-09-01 03:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] myxstorie.livejournal.com
Massu likes walking. He likes walking almost as much as he likes eating, so he's lucky that he gets to go for walks two, sometimes even three times a day.

He likes seeing the world, the colours of the grass and the sky and the flowers, likes to hear the sounds of the cars and the children, likes the bustle of the city and the calm of the country.

Sometimes, he even makes friends on his walks.

This one though, this is different.

There's a box by the side of the road, and Massu peers carefully over the edge - he'd learned the hard way not to be too eager.

Inside is a tiny puppy with big ears, asleep on a tatty looking pink blanket. Massu's never seen one so small before, so he stares at it for a while until it stirs.

"Hello," he says.

The puppy blinks back at him.

"Why are you asleep in a box?" He asks, "Don't you have a home?"

The puppy looks around, "This is my home."

"Really?" If Massu could frown, he would be.

The puppy nods, yawning, and rests its head on its paws.

"What's your name?" Massu asks, and the puppy blinks again.

"Name?"

"Yes," Massu says, "What do your friends call you?"

"I... I don't have any friends..." The puppy says, looking up at Massu with big, sad eyes.

Massu can't believe this poor little puppy has no home and no friends.

"You should come home with me!" He says, "I have a bed and lots of friends! And food, too!"

"Food?" The puppy looks hopeful, "I like food. I only ever get scraps from the rubbish..."

Massu looks horrified, and helps the puppy tip the box onto its side so he can climb out.

"You'll need a name, though," Massu says thoughtfully, "How can I introduce you to my friends if you don't have a name?"

"Someone was petting me yesterday," the puppy replies, pulling his blanket out of the box with his teeth and dropping it so that he can continue, "His friend called him Yamashita. I like that name." He picks the blanket up again, and trots alongside Massu, careful to avoid the feet treading around them.

Massu grins at the puppy, who is now doing his best to keep his blanket from getting dirty.

"I'm going to call you Yamapi!"

Date: 2009-07-05 02:51 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tatoeba.livejournal.com
ryoshige - we are just passionate lovers with trouble under the covers

Date: 2009-09-02 07:21 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] myxstorie.livejournal.com
It wasn't often that Nishikido Ryo asked for advice. He wasn't the kind of person to bare his weaknesses in that kind of way, opening himself up to the critical eye of others.

So when he comes to Yamapi with a solemn, "I need to talk to you," Yamapi drops what he's doing to listen, because Ryo won't ask again.

"So," Ryo starts, and he won't meet Yamapi's eye, "Say you'd been dating someone for a while. And things are great, more than great... And the nights are really great but they won't... They won't... Go all the way. What would you do?"

"You can't rush them ne, Ryo-chan," he says softly, "Is she a virgin?"

Ryo shakes his head, "No. Always really eager, too, and great with their mouth, but as soon as we get further than that, they close up."

"Maybe she's worried about it. You should talk to her. Try helping her relax, so she doesn't feel like she'll disappoint you or something."

Ryo looked thoughtful, then nodded with a sigh, "I'll try."

"Maybe take her out for a meal first, ne?" Then Yamapi grins, "When can I meet her?"

Ryo scoffs, "Like I'd ever introduce you." He stands, chair scraping across the floor, and turns to the rest of the room. "Oi, Shige. Come for dinner with me tonight."

Shige jumps and flushes. Yamapi looks between them both, the way Shige meets Ryo's eyes and smiles awkwardly, Ryo's eyes sparkling a little in response, and goes very, very quiet.

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Date: 2009-07-05 02:52 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pipsqueaks.livejournal.com
Jin/Shige, "But I don't even like apricots!"

Date: 2009-09-02 10:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] myxstorie.livejournal.com
Shige's not entirely comfortable with the situation right now. He's trying to study in the quiet of the NEWS break-room after the rest of the band - bar Pi - have gone home. It's the only place he can get any peace and quiet nowadays, even the library is full of giggling schoolgirls. But this evening, his peace is disturbed by the mere presence of one Akanishi Jin, sprawled on the couch under the pretence of waiting for Yamapi to return.

Even though Jin's just sitting there, flipping through a magazine, Shige can't concentrate. The rhythmic tick of the clock would normally soothe him, but now that it's interspersed with Jin's breathing and the fwip-fwip of pages, it's just setting him on edge.

"It says here," Jin pipes up, "That eating strawberries makes you taste better."

Dread settles in the pit of Shige's stomach.

"But I've tried it. You have to eat so many, when you're done you're too full to want to do anything anyway. What a waste..."

Shige ignores him and, reaching for his coffee, pretends to keep reading.

"Ever sucked someone else off, Kato?"

Shige spits the coffee over the desk, and swears, spluttering.

Jin just laughs.

"E-excuse me?!"

"You heard me," Jin grins, a malicious spark in his eyes.

"How is that any of your business?"

"I knew you had!" Jin crows, and Shige turns scarlet, pointedly facing the other way.

Apparently this was a bad idea, because Jin just hops up on the table next to Shige's coffee-damp book.

"Strawberries don't work well, but d'you wanna know what does?"

Shige sighs, "Not particularly."

"Apricots," Jin continues regardless, "Apricots are great. You should try it sometime."

"But... I don't even like apricots." The moment the words left his mouth, Shige knew he should have kept quiet.

Jin's grin twitched, "I didn't say you had to eat them." Shige pales as he realises where this is going.

"I had some for lunch today. Wanna try?"

Shige gulps and prays to whoever is listening that Yamapi hurries the fuck up.

Date: 2009-07-05 02:56 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tatoeba.livejournal.com
jin discovers lj and creates a username to join in on the fun and fuck with fangirls minds. 8D

Date: 2009-07-05 02:57 pm (UTC)

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Date: 2009-07-05 02:56 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pipsqueaks.livejournal.com
Jin/Maru, "You know what they do to guys like us in prison."

Date: 2009-09-03 08:41 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] myxstorie.livejournal.com
"Jin!" Maru hisses, pulling the hood lower over his head and glancing anxiously from side to side as he scuttled after Jin. The other man was ambling leisurely along the side of the building, his hands tucked into his pockets.

"Jin!"

"What?"

"I don't think... I don't think we should be here..."

Jin sighed, and tipped his head back on his shoulders, but continued walking, "I knew I should have brought Koki instead."

"What if we get caught?!" Maru worries, eyes wide as if that'll help him stay quiet, "This is private property!"

"So? I've never gotten caught."

"I always get caught!! Why can't we just go in the front door like everyone else?!"

Jin stops, and Maru's heart soars - then plummets to an untimely death when Jin just turns and grabs onto the trellis along one side of the building, pulling on it experimentally.

"Because if we go through the front door, we have to buzz in. If we buzz in, he's going to know we're here. That's not how it works!"

"But...." Maru wibbles, "But I don't want to go to prison... You know what they do to guys like us in prison!"

"Hmph," Jin tosses his hair, "I know what they'd do to guys like me in prison."

Maru's too busy panicking to be offended.

Seven minutes later, Kame is shocked from his sleep by a deafening crash, followed by a shout and a yelp.

The next morning, a subdued Jin and almost relieved Maru trudge into work with bruised faces, Jin with a plaster over one cheek, and declare the mission a failure, handing the metaphorical baton over to Koki and Junno dejectedly.

When he gets home, Kame just replaces the tripwire across the genkan behind him and reassembles the trails of marbles beneath both front windows before going to bed, sleeping soundly in the knowledge that even if Ran-chan was a bit of a pathetic guard dog, at least his conditioner would stay in the bottle and there would be no fire tonight.

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Date: 2009-07-05 02:59 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pipsqueaks.livejournal.com
Pikame, "Oh, you're so exquisite, / And in the mirror, all midnight eyes."

Date: 2009-09-03 09:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] myxstorie.livejournal.com
Kame can't remember exactly when it was he fell for Yamapi.

It might have been at school all those years ago, when Yamapi was already popular with the girls, growing into his looks far sooner than the other boys in their class, and Kame was still the gawky, eyebrowed boy with a smile too large for his face. He had envied Yamapi back then for his popularity, his ease around people that Kame could never quite master, but he didn't want to be like Yamapi, not really. He just wanted to be near him.

It might have been when Jin came along. Jin was shy, quiet, but Yamapi drew all those around him in, like moths to a flame. And Jin, with his soft voice and big smile had almost instantly taken the place Kame had wished for for so long as his own.

It could even have been when they were doing Summary together. Yamapi's excitement was tangible, contagious, and even from a distance, it lifted Kame's spirit. For that day, every time he saw Yamapi with his small grin and sparkling eyes, even knowing that Yamapi didn't particularly like him, Kame couldn't find the negative energy to resent it.

But the most likely scenario in his mind was during Nobuta filming.

They had been getting ready for shooting one morning, and Kame's hairdryer had cut out, leaving him with damp, unruly hair. Resigning himself with a sigh, he had knocked on Yamapi's door with a soft shitsureishimasu, and waited for Yamapi's approval before entering.

Kame can still remember the scene, even all these years later. Yamapi had been sat at his dressing table with his back to the door, and he'd looked up as Kame entered, black eyes shining through the curtain of dark, wet hair in his face to meet Kame's gaze in the mirror. Kame's breath had caught in his throat, so used to being around Akira that it was a shock to the system to be seeing Yamapi, no, this was definitely Tomohisa, in the room with him. Those eyes seemed to bore right through him to his very soul, pulling out his innermost secrets and spreading them out on the table, which Kame didn't suppose was such an inaccurate assumption given the way that Yamapi seemed to know exactly what Kame was thinking.

Kame never did get that hairdryer, but at least from that moment on, at least Johnny's plan of having them make up during filming wouldn't be such a lie.

They'd never tell how it happened, though.

Date: 2009-07-05 03:00 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pipsqueaks.livejournal.com
Jinda, "Gaze, lie, and smirk in time. / Your arrogance will suit you well / Till fashion is dispelled."

Date: 2009-09-03 09:33 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] myxstorie.livejournal.com
Jin was infuriating. He was stubborn, pig-headed, self-centred, difficult, careless and infuriating.

Even if he wasn't speaking, his eyes were infuriating, gazing at Ueda from across the room with a secretive smirk on his face, lies spilling off of his tongue with ease as Kame asks him why he hadn't come home last night.

Ueda wants to punch him. But he can't, even while Jin's never-ending arrogance grates on his nerves like chalk on a board, not even as Jin wraps his arms around Kame's neck while he apologises, voice sincere but eyes telling Ueda over Kame's shoulder of all the things Jin wants to do to him.

Every time, Ueda swears it'll be the last. One day, Kame will find out, and worse than ending the band, it'll end the friendship they've worked so hard all these years to build. Every time, Ueda promises himself he'll send Jin away.

But every time, Jin kicks his shoes off in the genkan, cap askew on his head, and, as he pulls Ueda's clothes from his body, Ueda promises himself this one last time.

Date: 2009-07-05 03:00 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pipsqueaks.livejournal.com
PIDA!!!!, "Under the summer rain / I burned away"

Date: 2009-09-03 09:51 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] myxstorie.livejournal.com
Both of them love the rain. Ueda loves the musical pitter-patter of it on the roof, likes to watch it drip from the leaves and branches and the ends of his hair. Yamapi loves the feel of it on his skin, loves to tip his head back and feel it wash over his face and down his neck.

He loves to kiss Ueda in the rain, the water clinging to their eyelashes and trying to slip between their lips, and the taste of rain and Ueda is better than anything else in the world.

Ueda's garden is surrounded by trees and high walls, so when they make love with the water falling all around them, the only thing they care about is each other, the rain cooling their burning flesh as they touch the heaven opening up for them.

A few days later, Yamapi sneezes. Ryo swears and throws a face mask at him, and Koyama gives him a cup of tea with a worried look on the side.

He spends the next week in bed with a fever, burning up in a totally different way this time, and curling around his pillow with a whine.

It won't stop them doing it again, though.

Date: 2009-07-05 03:01 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] beltenebra.livejournal.com
KoyaShigeRyo - sugar high

Date: 2009-07-07 06:33 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] myxstorie.livejournal.com
When Tegoshi had been chattering excitedly about the effects of sugar on the psyche, Ryo had listened - grudgingly, but he'd never tell Tegoshi that. When Tegoshi had come to the conclusion that sugar and sweet things put people on a high that made them feel better, Ryo had raised an eyebrow - did the kid need a degree for this kind of shit? And when Tegoshi grinned with a sparkle in his eye, and said obviously Ryo-tan needed to eat more sweet things, then he wouldn't be so grouchy all the time, Ryo had scoffed in disbelief and barely restrained himself from shoving Tegoshi onto the floor.

Much later, in the confines of the bedroom, Shige smirked down at him, dipping his fingers into the bowls of chocolate sauce and whipped cream to draw aimless patterns on Ryo's body. Koyama twinkled up at him from where he was crouched between Ryo's legs, slowly lapping each trail up like a cat, tongue soft and warm and teasing brushing over every patch of skin except the one place Ryo wanted him the most.

He writhed and wriggled beneath them, but Koyama's hands were firm on his hips, the ties firm around his wrists, and as they brought him to a whole different kind of high together, Ryo wondered - not for the first time - if Tegoshi was really as innocent as the front he put up. Until Koyama's mouth closed around him and Shige's teeth sank into his neck, and all of a sudden Tegoshi was the farthest thing from his mind.

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Date: 2009-07-05 03:04 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pipsqueaks.livejournal.com
Tatsuki, "You land as lightly as the new snow, / (cinematic) / Onto the melting boy / (and melt away) / You land as gently, you're so~ / (cinematic) / Bathed in your radiance, I melt."

Date: 2009-09-09 12:31 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] myxstorie.livejournal.com
Winter is Ueda's favourite season of the year. The stark colours, spindly black branches against a clear, white sky, the smooth sheets of snow and snowflakes in on small children's tongues, the crisp, fresh air - not that Tokyo ever saw much of that. And Christmas, with its sparkling trees and twinkling lights, bringing a smile to everyone's face.

It's snowing now, although he can't feel it. He's curled up in his window seat chewing on the end of his pen with his notebook in his lap, watching his bandmates act like children in the snow, unshovelled in his garden so that it reaches up to their shins. Jin pushes Junno over, and the taller man flails around for balance before overbalancing and tumbling backwards into the snow, disappearing from sight. Soon he's back, and Ueda can hear Jin's squeal through the double glazing as Junno shoves a handful of snow down his shirt.

He sees more than hears Kame laugh, and Jin glares and sulks, turning his wrath on Nakamaru instead. Their N tries to run, but it's like running through water, and he ends up tripping and falling, nose-first, into a snow drift along the side of the fence.

Koki hauled him up with a grin, and Ueda's heart skipped a beat. That smile, brighter than the sun, would surely be the death of him. Nakamaru leans forward too quickly, and Koki flips them just in time to send Maru tumbling back into the snow. Koki looks about to follow him, but throws his weight forwards so that just his fingertips skim the top layer of snow before he's upright. Ueda's eyes soften as Koki turns towards him and waves, gesturing for him to come outside, and Ueda shakes his head in the negative, content for now to just watch.

Koki pulled a face, then cried out as Jin leapt onto his back. Ueda just chuckled to himself and braced his notebook on his knees, beginning to write.

You land as lightly as the new snow,
Onto the melting boy (and melt away),
You land as gently, you're so~,
Bathed in your radience, I melt.

Date: 2009-07-05 03:08 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pipsqueaks.livejournal.com
Koyapin, "...So why were you smoking a camel?" -- "It's a type of cigarette, dumbass." -- "Hey, stop being mean!"

Date: 2009-09-03 10:15 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] myxstorie.livejournal.com
"So I had my Camels, right," Jin's saying, Yamapi hanging on his every word, "And I couldn't get a light. And there was this chick, and she wa- ...she..." Jin pauses, waves a hand in front of Yamapi's face, who appears to be deep in thought.

"So..." Yamapi says eventually, "Why were you smoking a camel?"

Jin sighs heavily, "It's a type of cigarette, dumbass."

"Hey, stop being mean." Yamapi pouts, and Koyama coughs softly from his chair across the room.

Yamapi kicks Jin. "Shh," he whispers, "You'll get us in trouble."

"What? Me?"

"Mmhmm. We aren't allowed to say things like that in here, it's bad for the member-ai."

Jin boggles, "Ehh?! I only said 'dumbass'!"

Koyama coughs louder, more pointedly.

"Shut up!" Yamapi hisses, kicking Jin hard enough to make him yelp, "If he pulls out the tears, I will kill you."

Jin sulks for the rest of the afternoon, but at least, Yamapi reasons, he keeps his mouth shut.

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