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Reita/Ruki - You Haven't Noticed? - G - Oneshot
Title: You Haven't Noticed?
Author: spinfreeze /elasticknights
Rating: G
Genre: slight angst, fluff
Warnings: none
Pairing: Reita/Ruki
Disclaimer: I don't own the GazettE, just the story. I'm not making any profit off of this, either.
Synopsis: He always noticed the convenience store because it was right across the street from his apartment, and, well, Reita worked there.
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Reita/Ruki - By the Way - G - Oneshot
“Why do you like these movies?” Ruki whined, sighing heavily afterwards. “It’s just people shooting people who shot people for shooting someone else!”
With a chuckle, Reita turned to look at Ruki (who was seated at the other end of the couch from Reita) and asked, “Why do you watch them with me if you hate them so ( Read more... ) -
Reita/Ruki - Breaking Tradition - G - Oneshot
Ruki ran his fingers through his unstyled hair as he leaned against a wall inside the PS Company building’s lobby. Glancing at the clock and taking note of the time, he puffed out a soft sigh. Turning his head towards the front entrance, he ruffled his hair with impatience, but straightened his stance as soon as he saw Reita walk through ( Read more... ) -
I exist. I swear.
Alright >.> I thought I should probably update to let you guys know I'm not dead. Here's what's going on; it's really not a good/interesting story at all. I got sick of writing. I don't want to force anything, because then it wouldn't be up to my standards, right? Anyway, I highly doubt I've finished writing fanfic. I mean really, what else is ( Read more... ) -
Reita/Uruha - Mister Perfect - PG - Part 2
“Perhaps I’ve just been pining for someone who was actually a dick this whole time?” Uruha offered.
Aoi shook his head in dismissal of Uruha’s comment. He continued his ranting, “How could he be mean to one of his fans that way?! Fucking asshole! For all he knew, you could have been a new model! One of his future fucking coworkers!”
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Reita/Uruha - Mister Perfect - PG - Part 1
“AOI!” Uruha whined and crawled closer to his best friend slash roommate on the couch. He climbed on top of Aoi as he tried to wrestle the remote out of his thieving grasp. “Give it back!” he whined again as he childishly slapped at Aoi’s chest.
Aoi groaned, a chuckle sneaking into the mix, and held the remote to the TV higher out of Uruha’s ( Read more... )