Title: Predator
Unit for Points: THEY Budou
Word Count: 100
Characters: Subaru, Takaki
Notes: I asked
omoikkiri to give suggestions of who looked psycho.
This is what I got...and idk, the Jekyll and Hyde look of it. 8D Hard to resist.
“You're thirsty.” Subaru crooned.
A glare was his only reply, eyes burning. The lighting masked bruises, but there was no mistaking the ropes that bound him to the chair.
“Have a drink~” The offered cup was refused and he frowned, stroking the other's cheek. “Relax~.”
Snarling, the boy tried to bite him.
This didn't make Subaru happy.
“Drink.” He hissed, yanking Takaki's head back, forcing the drink to his lips.
The drugs took effect soon enough and Takaki slumped, eyes glazed.
Subaru smiled, pleased as he untied the boy, picking him up almost tenderly before carrying him to the bed.
Title: Skyline
Unit for Points: THEY Budou
Word Count: 100
Characters: Tamamori, Fujigaya, Kitayama.
Notes: This will eventually (hopefully) turn into a full length fic. We'll see if that actually happens. Fujigaya and Tamamori are angels...of some sort. I'm not sure if that's obvious or not...
“Stupid!” Tamamori was furious, the air crackling around him, the energy flecked with gold. “He's a demon. He's dangerous!”
Fujigaya didn't reply immediately, gazing at the city below them.
How far would you have to fall, he wondered, before you forgot about everything that actually mattered...
“Are you listening to me?” Tamamori grabbed Fujigaya's shoulders, shaking him and none too gently. “He could kill you.”
Muttering, Fujigaya pried Tamamori's fingers away from his shoulders, stepping back and glancing over the edge of the skyscraper. “Hiro could never hurt me.” He answered finally, though even his own voice betrayed his uncertainty.
Title: The Enemy's Gate Is Down
Unit for Points: THEY Budou
Word Count: 100
Characters: Nikaido
Notes: The words 'The enemy's gate is down' has been floating around my mind for days.
“The enemy's gate is down.”
The words echoed through his mind, bringing back a flood of memories. Memories of floating, tension, and pride. The race to come out on top. The need to be the best because that was expected of them. Something he'd failed at. He'd been iced after a year.
If only they'd known. But it was too late now.
Not daring to move around in the vent much, Nikaido took aim, trying to remember which of his former classmates he was supposed to finish off. All of them?
Because in the end, he would be the best.