200905 11-15: for you, to celebrate your emerald-hued eyes.
200905 11-15: for you, to celebrate your emerald-hued eyes.
by chumee
11.) A walking study of demonology (TYL!59TYL!Fuuta)
=100 words=
“Goku-nii, so mean!” Fuuta, 15, put on his full pout face for Gokudera to glare at.
“Fine, fine, fine.” Gokudera gave in, after five minutes of glaring at a pouting 15 year old. “Rank the people you love.”
“E-Ehh;;; G-Goku-nii, so mean…”
“When I ignore you, I’m mean. When I tease you a bit, I’m mean. When I (bleep) you-“
“G-Goku-nii..!”
“…Whatever. I already saw the rankings for that in your occult book.”
Fuuta opened and closed his mouth for a few seconds, and, having found nothing to say in his defense just said, “I-It’s not an occult book..!”
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12.) The sun of life’s morning. (Ryo59)
=100 words=
Gokudera woke up to see the Ryohei’s face up close.
“Why the fuck are you looking at me while I’m sleeping?” he asked, poking the space between Ryohei’s eyes.
“…’Cause you look extremely cute when sleeping.” Was the unfazed answer.
Gokudera frowned. “It’s not nice to call a man cute, lawn head.”
“Then you’re extremely sexy.”
Gokudera turned red, but he was still frowning. “And stop saying extreme everytime you say something.”
“Hmm…But is it okay to say ‘I extremely love you’?”
Gokudera’s lip twitched. “Yeah. But honestly. Stop staring at me while I’m sleeping. It’s…extremely annoying.”
“P-pfft.”
“Shut up.”
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13.) Feral child raised by puppets. (10059)
=94 words=
“I used to follow rules.” Byakuran said, mostly to himself. “But there came at time when I just…” he broke the stem of the flower he was holding. “-snapped, you know.”
“I’m just giving you my rules, Gokudera-chan.” He continued, and sat on the bed, beside a figure covered with bruises, blood, and semen. “And you needn’t follow them….if you’re strong enough to defy me.”
And with that, he placed the flower, broken stem and all, on the other’s chest, before he took the Vongola’s storm ring from the bedside table and left.
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14.) Every day’s a treasure. (Sh59)
=97 words=
“Mnh..? You’re already awake?”
“Ah. Yeah.”
“…I’m going back to sleep.”
“…Sure.”
“…”
“…I guess I have to thank Sawada for making you realize that life is very important.”
Gokudera wearily opened his eyes. “…You’re the one who told me that.”
“No I didn’t. Did I?”
“I think you hinted on it.”
“And you never got the hint, I guess?”
“Shut the fuck up old man.”
“I am not an old man.”
Gokudera threw a pillow on Shamal’s face. “Then stop being so sentimental, dammit. Can you not say a proper good morning?”
Shamal sighed. ‘Ah youth.’
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15.) So the shadows can dance. (X59)
=98 words=
Every midnight, right after the grandfather clock stops ringing, and after all the candles in the room are mysteriously lit, Xanxus sits up on his bed and waits. Soon enough, a shadow enters the room, seen only because of the candlelights.
Xanxus then sees the shadow get on the bed, sit on his lap, and begin to make love to him. He doesn’t know what this means and doesn’t mind.
Because lately, the shadow begins to show a corporeal form.
And it was a boy, more or less his age, with silver white hair, and emerald green eyes.
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Notes:
11.) I know that TYL!Fuuta has a briefcase (or something) now but XD;; yeah.
12.) X3;; idk how that feels, but it must be extremely annoying. XD;;
13.) o-o) I think Gokudera's already dead (or dying) on this one. ;A; ) S-sorry;; because at first, I honestly don't know what I was writing about;; Thanks to mizuki_ame for telling me what my drabble was all about. XD;;
14.) typical morning for Sh59? 8D Idk orz
15.) AU ftw XDD;;