fic, DSRK2 bits and bobs
Ffffffft who writes fic for these Devil Summoner games anyway. Perhaps persons who have actually p-played them in their entirety
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Ficbits and drabbles, DSRK2, Narumi/Raidou (and vice versa) + Gouto & occasional demons. And one fusion ahaha. Not a series. Minimal pornos. Very vague allusions to like, Chapters 1-2. Of course what I really want to read is big meaty investigation fic with antics and makeouts, but.
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Loyalty
"Now," said Narumi, after Raidou had departed and the office door had clicked shut. He adjusted his cuffs. "Let's have this out. Man to cat. Man to--whatever you are."
Gouto stared at him coolly.
"I know you're more than what you seem to be. Give my powers of observation a little credit, eh?"
Gouto flickered one ear.
"And I'm not aiming to blow your cover. What I want is information." Narumi leaned intently over the desk. "So tell me, Gouto. ...Does he really swing that way?"
Gouto flattened both ears.
"Come onnn, I'll buy you a braised mackerel. Just blink once for yes, twice for no--"
Gouto turned his rump to Narumi, then scuffled his hind feet with the precise motions of a cat burying shit.
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Tsukudo Babylon
"Not that it isn't charming, but--is there a reason you never take this off?" Narumi stopped nuzzling long enough to nudge the brim of Raidou's hat with his nose.
Raidou hesitated.
"If you can't tell me, I understand. All summoners have secrets, I suppose."
He'd never told anyone before. Maybe it was time.
Raidou explained the circumstances of the hat to Narumi. They involved his grandmother, a warding spell, and a demon known as the Cherry Tree Barrow Guardian.
He felt Narumi smiling crookedly against his ear.
"I have a secret, too, you know. 'Narumi' isn't my real name."
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Cool Down
"Narumi-san."
No response except a lascivious hnnnnn against his nape. Raidou tried again.
"Narumi-san, I'm very tired."
"That Fiend didn't do serious damage, did he?"
"No, but--" The battle had been gruelling, and the victor only wanted to pass out.
"But? Here, let me help with your holster."
When Narumi's hands persisted in groping, Raidou summoned Alraune. Narumi sat up brightly at that, although the demon herself remained invisible to him.
"Will one of your chums be joining us tonight? Raidou, my boy, your inventiveness never ceases to--"
The blast of frigid air hit him squarely in the face.
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Phases
Still struggling to catch his breath, Narumi rolled over--gingerly--and wheezed. "Just who's on your roster right now?"
Raidou blinked. Even to him it seemed an odd topic for pillow talk, though Narumi had long since absorbed enough theory to be conversant with the various demonic orders. Raidou recited his current list. Gozuki, Mezuki, Yoshitsune, Nandi, Gdon--come to think of it the balance was skewed toward Fury, and with no females to mitigate...oh.
The light of the full moon through the window shone on Narumi's grimace, which looked suspiciously like a grin.
"Well," he drawled. "No wonder."
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Down the Tubes
Okiku-mushi was wailing.
"Missy, you can moan all you want, but you're wasting your breath--which, I might add, is mighty foul, even at this distance. My branches are wilting."
"JEaLoUs? yAkiMoCHi? shE LiKEs mOchi grILLeD?!"
Okiku-mushi only kept wailing.
"WHY THIS NOISE. SUMMONER IS MATING. MATING GOOD. LIKE FUSION."
"True enough, but little miss caterpillar here had her cap set for our Kuzunoha, and I'll bet my bottom Life Stone she's not the only one in these tubes who did."
"CaP? cAPiTaL! iT pRoTEcTs thE hEAd!"
"Well, I'm with Orthrus--why all the fuss? That detective is number two in my little black book. He looks delectable." Jorougumo's abdomen quivered. "Oooh, I could gobble him right up."
"NO EAT. NO EAT SUMMONER'S MATE. SUMMONER NOT LIKE."
"Oh, no," giggled Jorougumo. "Maybe just a nibble."
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Territory
"Raidou?" Narumi spoke in a whisper. "Gouto's staring at me. Why is he staring?"
Half-asleep, Raidou shifted blearily until he saw the pair of green eyes glowing in the dark. He nearly groaned. He'd known Gouto's thoughtful absence couldn't last forever, but he didn't have the energy to perform negotiations now. In the morning, maybe.
"Because," he murmured to Narumi, "you're in his spot."
"His spot?"
"Where he sleeps." Raidou shut his eyes again. "Sorry, Gouto."
"'Sorry'? Look, if you want to take up with this so-and-so, that's your business, but that doesn't mean he can just waltz all over my turf. He's got a whole big fancy bed of his own, I've seen it. Why don't you two go make whoopee in there, and leave this one in peace?"
"Now he's hissing," whispered Narumi. "Why's he hissing? Is he going to attack? He did try to maul me that one time--"
"I was going for the luck locust, dimwit, not your smarmy mug! Although in retrospect I wish I had taken a swipe, you no-good cradle-robbing futon-stealing son of a--"
"Stop it," said Raidou. "Please. Both of you." He grabbed his pillow and slid out from under the covers. It wouldn't be the first time he'd slept on bare floor. He put his head down. "Gouto, you can have my spot."
Silence. Then:
"Raidou, what are you--"
"Raidou! You don't have to--"
There was just enough moonlight to see both of them sitting up--fur and hair bristling, respectively--looking aghast. Raidou considered.
"There's room for three," he said finally. "If everyone can behave."
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Ficbits and drabbles, DSRK2, Narumi/Raidou (and vice versa) + Gouto & occasional demons. And one fusion ahaha. Not a series. Minimal pornos. Very vague allusions to like, Chapters 1-2. Of course what I really want to read is big meaty investigation fic with antics and makeouts, but.
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Loyalty
"Now," said Narumi, after Raidou had departed and the office door had clicked shut. He adjusted his cuffs. "Let's have this out. Man to cat. Man to--whatever you are."
Gouto stared at him coolly.
"I know you're more than what you seem to be. Give my powers of observation a little credit, eh?"
Gouto flickered one ear.
"And I'm not aiming to blow your cover. What I want is information." Narumi leaned intently over the desk. "So tell me, Gouto. ...Does he really swing that way?"
Gouto flattened both ears.
"Come onnn, I'll buy you a braised mackerel. Just blink once for yes, twice for no--"
Gouto turned his rump to Narumi, then scuffled his hind feet with the precise motions of a cat burying shit.
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Tsukudo Babylon
"Not that it isn't charming, but--is there a reason you never take this off?" Narumi stopped nuzzling long enough to nudge the brim of Raidou's hat with his nose.
Raidou hesitated.
"If you can't tell me, I understand. All summoners have secrets, I suppose."
He'd never told anyone before. Maybe it was time.
Raidou explained the circumstances of the hat to Narumi. They involved his grandmother, a warding spell, and a demon known as the Cherry Tree Barrow Guardian.
He felt Narumi smiling crookedly against his ear.
"I have a secret, too, you know. 'Narumi' isn't my real name."
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Cool Down
"Narumi-san."
No response except a lascivious hnnnnn against his nape. Raidou tried again.
"Narumi-san, I'm very tired."
"That Fiend didn't do serious damage, did he?"
"No, but--" The battle had been gruelling, and the victor only wanted to pass out.
"But? Here, let me help with your holster."
When Narumi's hands persisted in groping, Raidou summoned Alraune. Narumi sat up brightly at that, although the demon herself remained invisible to him.
"Will one of your chums be joining us tonight? Raidou, my boy, your inventiveness never ceases to--"
The blast of frigid air hit him squarely in the face.
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Phases
Still struggling to catch his breath, Narumi rolled over--gingerly--and wheezed. "Just who's on your roster right now?"
Raidou blinked. Even to him it seemed an odd topic for pillow talk, though Narumi had long since absorbed enough theory to be conversant with the various demonic orders. Raidou recited his current list. Gozuki, Mezuki, Yoshitsune, Nandi, Gdon--come to think of it the balance was skewed toward Fury, and with no females to mitigate...oh.
The light of the full moon through the window shone on Narumi's grimace, which looked suspiciously like a grin.
"Well," he drawled. "No wonder."
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Down the Tubes
Okiku-mushi was wailing.
"Missy, you can moan all you want, but you're wasting your breath--which, I might add, is mighty foul, even at this distance. My branches are wilting."
"JEaLoUs? yAkiMoCHi? shE LiKEs mOchi grILLeD?!"
Okiku-mushi only kept wailing.
"WHY THIS NOISE. SUMMONER IS MATING. MATING GOOD. LIKE FUSION."
"True enough, but little miss caterpillar here had her cap set for our Kuzunoha, and I'll bet my bottom Life Stone she's not the only one in these tubes who did."
"CaP? cAPiTaL! iT pRoTEcTs thE hEAd!"
"Well, I'm with Orthrus--why all the fuss? That detective is number two in my little black book. He looks delectable." Jorougumo's abdomen quivered. "Oooh, I could gobble him right up."
"NO EAT. NO EAT SUMMONER'S MATE. SUMMONER NOT LIKE."
"Oh, no," giggled Jorougumo. "Maybe just a nibble."
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Territory
"Raidou?" Narumi spoke in a whisper. "Gouto's staring at me. Why is he staring?"
Half-asleep, Raidou shifted blearily until he saw the pair of green eyes glowing in the dark. He nearly groaned. He'd known Gouto's thoughtful absence couldn't last forever, but he didn't have the energy to perform negotiations now. In the morning, maybe.
"Because," he murmured to Narumi, "you're in his spot."
"His spot?"
"Where he sleeps." Raidou shut his eyes again. "Sorry, Gouto."
"'Sorry'? Look, if you want to take up with this so-and-so, that's your business, but that doesn't mean he can just waltz all over my turf. He's got a whole big fancy bed of his own, I've seen it. Why don't you two go make whoopee in there, and leave this one in peace?"
"Now he's hissing," whispered Narumi. "Why's he hissing? Is he going to attack? He did try to maul me that one time--"
"I was going for the luck locust, dimwit, not your smarmy mug! Although in retrospect I wish I had taken a swipe, you no-good cradle-robbing futon-stealing son of a--"
"Stop it," said Raidou. "Please. Both of you." He grabbed his pillow and slid out from under the covers. It wouldn't be the first time he'd slept on bare floor. He put his head down. "Gouto, you can have my spot."
Silence. Then:
"Raidou, what are you--"
"Raidou! You don't have to--"
There was just enough moonlight to see both of them sitting up--fur and hair bristling, respectively--looking aghast. Raidou considered.
"There's room for three," he said finally. "If everyone can behave."
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