lazy; retarded; sleepless; ever; lasting
Title: School for the Lazy
Unit for Points: K.K.Kity
Word Count: 100
Characters: Kitayama, Fujigaya, Kawai
Notes: PIRATES NINJA COWBOYS MUTANTS. \o/ lmao. now i'm done.
Life was sometimes hard at Johnny's School for Gifted Youngsters.
"That," Fujigaya said, "is not a superpower." He perched on the arm of the common-room couch, disgruntled by its occupant: the latest addition to Professor Johnny's top-tier tactical team. Kitayama Hiromitsu brought only himself. His powers were useless.
Kawai laughed from across the way. "It's a super disgrace."
Kitayama barely challenged them, rolling over. His other skills would speak for themselves soon enough; and besides, slowing his bodily functions kept him young. "When nuclear winter comes," he yawned, "I'll hibernate. You'll die."
Fujigaya scoffed. "You'll starve."
"Bite me."
"No thanks."
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Title: School for the Retarded
Unit for Points: K.K.Kity
Word Count: 100
Characters: Tamamori, Miyata
Notes: I wanted to write more fail, but no time. Dekinai.
Life was sometimes special at Johnny's School for Gifted Youngsters.
"Where did you go?" Tamamori asked his new roommate, blinking. Faint moonlight was his only illumination in the blackout. "I can't see you."
"Because it's dark," Miyata explained.
"…obviously," Tamamori said. "But… I can't even see a shadow of you? It's weird."
Still, Tamamori didn't need Miyata in front of him to sense the other's awkward smile and neckrub. "No, I mean that's my power," Miyata said. "I go invisible in the dark."
Tamamori pursed his lips. Thought about that.
"…Light-san," he told the ceiling at last. "Please work hard."
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Title: Sleepless
Unit for Points: K.K.Kity
Word Count: 100
Characters: Kitayama (Totsuka)
Notes: Sometime following the Loveless AU's AU. *facepalm*
DISCLAIMER: "what are the chances of you writing me 100 words or so about au au mitsu not even like making it into the third grade with his ears. :D? :D?" ←IE. MOUSI'S FAULT.
"Kitayama-kun!" His teacher seemed deathly scandalized. "What happened to you?"
Kitayama frowned. Everyone else was out playing soccer, but he had to stay for a 'chat'. It wasn't fair. "I scraped my knee yesterday," he said.
"No, no." His teacher's voice lowered. "Did… Has a bad person approached you?"
"What?" Kitayama said, impatient. "What are you talking about, Sensei?"
"Your ears, Kitayama-kun!" she exclaimed in distress.
"Oh, those."
"What happened to them?"
"On accident." Kitayama shrugged. "Tottsu's wearing them now though?"
"Totts- Totsuka Shota-kun?" his teacher squeaked. "Of second grade?"
"He's the one," Kitayama said. "So… can I go now?"
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Title: Ever
Unit for Points: K.K.Kity
Word Count: 100
Characters: Kitayama, Totsuka
Notes: *handily timeskips* ♥
It's nearly ten years before Totsuka says anything about it one way or another.
"Hiromitsu…"
"Hm?"
Totsuka lies in wait until Kitayama turns.
"…Tottsu?"
He brushes the hair by Kitayama's temple, voice uncharacteristically shy. "You know, I kind of miss the way your ears used to flatten when I said your name."
Kitayama pauses, silence deep in the half-light. "But you wouldn't take back what happened after we lost them though," he says at last. "Regret's a harsh word."
"No." Totsuka presses a warm palm against Kitayama's chest. Their hearts beat. In the dark, his eyes shine smiling. ( Never regret. )
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Title: Lasting
Unit for Points: K.K.Kity
Word Count: 100
Characters: Kitayama, Totsuka
Notes: Kitayama shows in other ways just how Totsuka saying his name still affects him. Basically porn.
"Hiromitsu," Totsuka gasps, arching in Kitayama's arms. Kitayama holds him close, filling his senses. Totsuka's long fingers dig into Kitayama's biceps and Kitayama groans at the sting of them. He feels Totsuka's heart trip in response, and shudders at the way Totsuka breathes his name again and again: "Hiromitsu."
Their desire is nothing like the innocent attraction of long ago, but no less pure, no less sure. Kitayama responds in kind, "Shota," between silent promises and oaths of possession, dedication. The name they share is like the air between them, everything and nothing. The guarantee of a night eternal.
Sleepless.
Unit for Points: K.K.Kity
Word Count: 100
Characters: Kitayama, Fujigaya, Kawai
Notes: PIRATES NINJA COWBOYS MUTANTS. \o/ lmao. now i'm done.
Life was sometimes hard at Johnny's School for Gifted Youngsters.
"That," Fujigaya said, "is not a superpower." He perched on the arm of the common-room couch, disgruntled by its occupant: the latest addition to Professor Johnny's top-tier tactical team. Kitayama Hiromitsu brought only himself. His powers were useless.
Kawai laughed from across the way. "It's a super disgrace."
Kitayama barely challenged them, rolling over. His other skills would speak for themselves soon enough; and besides, slowing his bodily functions kept him young. "When nuclear winter comes," he yawned, "I'll hibernate. You'll die."
Fujigaya scoffed. "You'll starve."
"Bite me."
"No thanks."
※
Title: School for the Retarded
Unit for Points: K.K.Kity
Word Count: 100
Characters: Tamamori, Miyata
Notes: I wanted to write more fail, but no time. Dekinai.
Life was sometimes special at Johnny's School for Gifted Youngsters.
"Where did you go?" Tamamori asked his new roommate, blinking. Faint moonlight was his only illumination in the blackout. "I can't see you."
"Because it's dark," Miyata explained.
"…obviously," Tamamori said. "But… I can't even see a shadow of you? It's weird."
Still, Tamamori didn't need Miyata in front of him to sense the other's awkward smile and neckrub. "No, I mean that's my power," Miyata said. "I go invisible in the dark."
Tamamori pursed his lips. Thought about that.
"…Light-san," he told the ceiling at last. "Please work hard."
※
Title: Sleepless
Unit for Points: K.K.Kity
Word Count: 100
Characters: Kitayama (Totsuka)
Notes: Sometime following the Loveless AU's AU. *facepalm*
DISCLAIMER: "what are the chances of you writing me 100 words or so about au au mitsu not even like making it into the third grade with his ears. :D? :D?" ←IE. MOUSI'S FAULT.
"Kitayama-kun!" His teacher seemed deathly scandalized. "What happened to you?"
Kitayama frowned. Everyone else was out playing soccer, but he had to stay for a 'chat'. It wasn't fair. "I scraped my knee yesterday," he said.
"No, no." His teacher's voice lowered. "Did… Has a bad person approached you?"
"What?" Kitayama said, impatient. "What are you talking about, Sensei?"
"Your ears, Kitayama-kun!" she exclaimed in distress.
"Oh, those."
"What happened to them?"
"On accident." Kitayama shrugged. "Tottsu's wearing them now though?"
"Totts- Totsuka Shota-kun?" his teacher squeaked. "Of second grade?"
"He's the one," Kitayama said. "So… can I go now?"
※
Title: Ever
Unit for Points: K.K.Kity
Word Count: 100
Characters: Kitayama, Totsuka
Notes: *handily timeskips* ♥
It's nearly ten years before Totsuka says anything about it one way or another.
"Hiromitsu…"
"Hm?"
Totsuka lies in wait until Kitayama turns.
"…Tottsu?"
He brushes the hair by Kitayama's temple, voice uncharacteristically shy. "You know, I kind of miss the way your ears used to flatten when I said your name."
Kitayama pauses, silence deep in the half-light. "But you wouldn't take back what happened after we lost them though," he says at last. "Regret's a harsh word."
"No." Totsuka presses a warm palm against Kitayama's chest. Their hearts beat. In the dark, his eyes shine smiling. ( Never regret. )
※
Title: Lasting
Unit for Points: K.K.Kity
Word Count: 100
Characters: Kitayama, Totsuka
Notes: Kitayama shows in other ways just how Totsuka saying his name still affects him. Basically porn.
"Hiromitsu," Totsuka gasps, arching in Kitayama's arms. Kitayama holds him close, filling his senses. Totsuka's long fingers dig into Kitayama's biceps and Kitayama groans at the sting of them. He feels Totsuka's heart trip in response, and shudders at the way Totsuka breathes his name again and again: "Hiromitsu."
Their desire is nothing like the innocent attraction of long ago, but no less pure, no less sure. Kitayama responds in kind, "Shota," between silent promises and oaths of possession, dedication. The name they share is like the air between them, everything and nothing. The guarantee of a night eternal.
Sleepless.