Works in progress~
Here are some snippets of things I'm working on or things I never plan to finish :D Oh! they're all un-edited too so, please do forgive any mistakes you may catch lol
Title: No idea yet lol
Rating: Eh, PG-13 for now
Paring: Aoi/Uruha
Summary: Ghosts of the past never quite rest.
Notes/Comments/Warnings: This was something I had actually written up to use in an rp but, never got around to it. It's been sitting in my files for a while. I'm not too sure if I'll do anything more with this piece. Oh! as a warning, if you don't like the paranormal stuff, skip over this one~
The coy smile fell from his lips as chill creeped up his spin and then a coo, so soft at first Aoi thought he was hearing things. It got louder though and was followed by the delight squeal of a baby. The part that scared him the most, that had tears pricking his eyes was the cold, tiny hand he felt curl around a lock of hair and tug like his sister's daughter had so long ago when she was just a baby. "Who's here?" He whispered, curling his hands into the sheets around his husband's body. "Why are you here?"
Title: No idea yet lol
Rating: Pg for now
Paring: No idea lol
Summary: ....
Notes/Comments/Warnings: I was on a pokemon kick when I started this one. Again, I don't know if I'll ever finish this one but, yeah. Here it is lol
Aoi was four and already knew how to swim; his mommy taught him in the bathtub. Mommy wouldn't let him take a bath and go swimming because in her words, "It's lunch time hunny, not bath time." So, he lied to her (which he felt bad for) and told her he was going to go play with his firends for a bit. What mommy didn't know wouldn't hurt her right?
Slipping through the woods that surranded his tiny village, Aoi walked hte well travled path and veered off to the right. Here, it was less travled but, the spot he was heading to was just so pretty.
Ducking through branches and brushing a stray Caterpie away with an impatient wave of his hand. Finally through the brush, Aoi grinned with childish delight. There, cruling through the forest was the very stream his daddy had taken him fishing once.
Title: No idea yet lol
Rating: NC-17
Paring: Aoi/Uruha
Summary: ....
Notes/Comments/Warnings: This one was actually based off an rp I did with my awesome partner. We got to talking about the Walking Dead and we started rping Aoi and Uruha in a zombie apocalypse. Aoi was an awesome, bad ass Yakuza assassin and Uruha a doctor trying to cure the zombies lol I actually have the smut finished for this. I just haven't finished the fic lol
"C'mon baby," a soft, breathy whine was followed by tempting hips, swaying side to side and pushing back against his body. Those slender hips called out to him, begged him to grip them , to dig his fingers into the soft, ivory flesh so hard bruises formed and nails left behind red crescents and to plung himself balls deep into that eager, clenching hole.
Groaning softly, Aoi curled a hand around his own aching cock, stroking slowly to relieve the almost painful pleasure that pooled in the pit of his stomach. He wasn't going to give his lover what he wanted - at least yet anyway. "Show me," Aoi hissed, gazing at the gentle slop of his lover's bum and elegant curve of his back with a hunger for more than food. "Show me what you want from me, Kouyou."
The blond groaned, dipping his head and Aoi knew those plump lips were pursed in a pout he could never say no to kissing. "Don't be mean, Aoi." He whined again, once again pressing his hips back, wanting to take the assassin deep into his body. "Give me what I want - what we both want."
Title: No idea yet lol
Rating: PG-13
Paring: Gackt/You
Summary: ....
Notes/Comments/Warnings: This was one I started but, I don't think I'm going to finish it. I like it but, it's been sitting so long in my files that, I don't think I'll be able to finish it.
"You?" He questioned softly, ghosting his fingers over each hard rib. "What's going on?"
A breathy sigh and a hand normally bony and slender, now seemed fragile and ghastly grabbed his own and those skeletal fingers curled around his own. "Nothing's wrong Gaku."
A sardonic laugh fell past his plush lips and he almost violently ripped his hand away from the hold of his lover. "Oh yes, nothing's wrong. You just naturally become a skeleton."
"There's no need for that Gaku." Kira chided gently.
"No need?" A bitter smirk formed on Gackt's face and he jerked up his lover's shirt, his hand in contrast to his actions gentle as he ran it down the lenght of his lover's rib cage. "There is need You. You're wasting away. Why? Do you think I wouldn't want you anymore if you had a ounce of body fat?"
A soft huff and a skeletal hand batted at him with as much force as a butterfly's wing. "I'm trying out a new look." You's scarasm fell short and with a soft sigh, he leaned back against the pillows that supported his frail body. "Gaku...I'm not starving myself if that's what you're thinking."
Title: No idea yet lol
Rating: PG-13
Paring: Ezio/Oc
Summary: ....
Notes/Comments/Warnings: I started writing this but I lost the flame for it.
It was an accident how he met her.
It had just rained the following evening and the roofs were still slick with heavn's tears and that was what lead to their meeting. His foot slipped and he was to slow to react and save himself because he just couldn't believe he made such a rookie mistake. He had been jumping from roof top to roof top for years and it was second natrue too him by now.
Still, he fell, arm failing about in a vain attempt to keep balance as his body plumpted and crashed through a rather thin roof. He lay there in a heap of rubble, thanking everything that he was still in one piece. Wouldn't it be sad if the Assassino was taken out by a misstep?
Pushing himself up, he groaned. Everything ached and taking a breath hurt. He knew that he had broken something - prehaps a rib - and knew his body would be one big bruise come morning. Nothing could have prepaired him from the sound of breaking pottery and the rush foot steps of someone coming closer.
"Signore, are you okay?" To his relife it was a woman's husky voice and tender hands the cruled around his shoulders and danced through his ears like a melody.
"Sì," He grunted, twisting his head to face her and the moment he saw those worried pools of sky blue, he was trapped, fallen into their endless depths and he knew the moment he curled a gloved hand in thick whisps of raven curls (an action he blamed on the rather nasty fall) he was hooked on her.
Title: No idea yet lol
Rating: PG-13
Paring: Aoi/Uruha
Summary: ....
Notes/Comments/Warnings: This is another rp based one. It was based off something I played with a friend over at Dozing Green (which sadly shut down) and I don't think I'll finish.
"I hate you." Those words I had so carelessly whispered seemed to sheirk at me, haunt me with the bitterness in which I uttered them.
"Uru..." His soft protest, his wounded eyes, the violent flinch as I shook my head, hair whipping my eyes because I wasn't going to admit that the tears were because of him.
"Just go," Never did I raise my voice and yet, it stilll carried between us because, you always heard me, even when I wasn't saying anything at all. And you listened; you listened to me because you always did what I asked never questioning my motives or denying me what I asked. You spoiled me.
And now, here I am alone.
I wish I had never said anything. If I hadn't, you would still be here, still be holding my hand because I miss you, I miss you so much it hurts. I dug my own grave though, I pushed you away because I just couldn't do it anymore. I couldn't deal with the way you lived your life. You so recklessly put yourself in the line of danger.
I had already lost you once to work, I couldn't loose you again to it.
Title: No idea yet lol
Rating: PG-13
Paring: Kai/Sakito
Summary: "I love you." what a lie "I'll be right back Saki, I'm only going to the store." another lie "I wont leave you." just stop with all the lies "I'll never stop loving you." that's the biggest lie of all
Notes/Comments/Warnings: This one I believe I was writing for a friend... I can't really remember it's been so long lol Anyway, this will probably remain unfinished ^^;
Sakito was a jadded, cyncial person. He had had his heart broken one to many times to ever fully trust anyone with it ever again. He firmly believe that if he kept his scarred and broken heart locked away that he would never get hurt. He obviously thought wrong and it was all because of a home made kit kat bar and a dimpled smile.
Sakito had no idea just why he was wondering around the PS company that day but, he was. Perhaps it was boredom that lead him there, maybe it was fate. It could have been a combination of both. What ever it was that lead him there, he was there and loath to admite it, he got lost. Yes, the great Sakito of Nightmare got lost within the twisting, winding hallways of the PS company.
That was when he met Kai.
The drummer had been leaving the Gazette studio, face flush with mirth, giggles still escaping him as he closed the door, muffling the protests of a bassist who by the sounds of it, was only pretending to be annoyed. In his studry hands was an plate that held a lonely chocoalte bar. Sakito watched, entranced as the drummer shook his head, curls of soft brown falling into laughing eyes and tickling flushed cheeks. Sakito didn't know what it was in that moment but, when those laughing eyes met his for the first time and those grinning lips parted to speak, the only thing Sakito could feel was awe.
"Here," Kai had said offering the last bar of chocolate on the plate. "It's a home made kit-kat. Those dorks in there," he gestured to the door he exited with a title of his head. "Are high enough on sugar, they don't need anymore."
Sakito, he wasn't a fan of chocolate but, he just couldn't say no to those laughing eyes, smiling lips and adorable dimples. So, he took the kit kate with a polite thank you and asked Kai how to get out of this maze. The drummer kindly pointed him in the right direction and that was the first of their many encounters. Sakito never thought that the day he met Kai that not but three months latter he would be kissing those always smiling lips and seeing those eyes that always seemed to laugh shine with love and lust.
That whole year with Kai was the best. the Gazette might be a busy band (and so was Nightmare) but, Kai always made time for him. There was always stolen kisses, tender moments and Sakito couldn't be happier. Slowly though, it started to change. Kai, he began to pull away and those stolen kisses seemed to become more out of habit then anything else.
Title: No idea yet lol
Rating: Eh, PG-13 for now
Paring: Aoi/Uruha
Summary: Ghosts of the past never quite rest.
Notes/Comments/Warnings: This was something I had actually written up to use in an rp but, never got around to it. It's been sitting in my files for a while. I'm not too sure if I'll do anything more with this piece. Oh! as a warning, if you don't like the paranormal stuff, skip over this one~
The coy smile fell from his lips as chill creeped up his spin and then a coo, so soft at first Aoi thought he was hearing things. It got louder though and was followed by the delight squeal of a baby. The part that scared him the most, that had tears pricking his eyes was the cold, tiny hand he felt curl around a lock of hair and tug like his sister's daughter had so long ago when she was just a baby. "Who's here?" He whispered, curling his hands into the sheets around his husband's body. "Why are you here?"
Title: No idea yet lol
Rating: Pg for now
Paring: No idea lol
Summary: ....
Notes/Comments/Warnings: I was on a pokemon kick when I started this one. Again, I don't know if I'll ever finish this one but, yeah. Here it is lol
Aoi was four and already knew how to swim; his mommy taught him in the bathtub. Mommy wouldn't let him take a bath and go swimming because in her words, "It's lunch time hunny, not bath time." So, he lied to her (which he felt bad for) and told her he was going to go play with his firends for a bit. What mommy didn't know wouldn't hurt her right?
Slipping through the woods that surranded his tiny village, Aoi walked hte well travled path and veered off to the right. Here, it was less travled but, the spot he was heading to was just so pretty.
Ducking through branches and brushing a stray Caterpie away with an impatient wave of his hand. Finally through the brush, Aoi grinned with childish delight. There, cruling through the forest was the very stream his daddy had taken him fishing once.
Title: No idea yet lol
Rating: NC-17
Paring: Aoi/Uruha
Summary: ....
Notes/Comments/Warnings: This one was actually based off an rp I did with my awesome partner. We got to talking about the Walking Dead and we started rping Aoi and Uruha in a zombie apocalypse. Aoi was an awesome, bad ass Yakuza assassin and Uruha a doctor trying to cure the zombies lol I actually have the smut finished for this. I just haven't finished the fic lol
"C'mon baby," a soft, breathy whine was followed by tempting hips, swaying side to side and pushing back against his body. Those slender hips called out to him, begged him to grip them , to dig his fingers into the soft, ivory flesh so hard bruises formed and nails left behind red crescents and to plung himself balls deep into that eager, clenching hole.
Groaning softly, Aoi curled a hand around his own aching cock, stroking slowly to relieve the almost painful pleasure that pooled in the pit of his stomach. He wasn't going to give his lover what he wanted - at least yet anyway. "Show me," Aoi hissed, gazing at the gentle slop of his lover's bum and elegant curve of his back with a hunger for more than food. "Show me what you want from me, Kouyou."
The blond groaned, dipping his head and Aoi knew those plump lips were pursed in a pout he could never say no to kissing. "Don't be mean, Aoi." He whined again, once again pressing his hips back, wanting to take the assassin deep into his body. "Give me what I want - what we both want."
Title: No idea yet lol
Rating: PG-13
Paring: Gackt/You
Summary: ....
Notes/Comments/Warnings: This was one I started but, I don't think I'm going to finish it. I like it but, it's been sitting so long in my files that, I don't think I'll be able to finish it.
"You?" He questioned softly, ghosting his fingers over each hard rib. "What's going on?"
A breathy sigh and a hand normally bony and slender, now seemed fragile and ghastly grabbed his own and those skeletal fingers curled around his own. "Nothing's wrong Gaku."
A sardonic laugh fell past his plush lips and he almost violently ripped his hand away from the hold of his lover. "Oh yes, nothing's wrong. You just naturally become a skeleton."
"There's no need for that Gaku." Kira chided gently.
"No need?" A bitter smirk formed on Gackt's face and he jerked up his lover's shirt, his hand in contrast to his actions gentle as he ran it down the lenght of his lover's rib cage. "There is need You. You're wasting away. Why? Do you think I wouldn't want you anymore if you had a ounce of body fat?"
A soft huff and a skeletal hand batted at him with as much force as a butterfly's wing. "I'm trying out a new look." You's scarasm fell short and with a soft sigh, he leaned back against the pillows that supported his frail body. "Gaku...I'm not starving myself if that's what you're thinking."
Title: No idea yet lol
Rating: PG-13
Paring: Ezio/Oc
Summary: ....
Notes/Comments/Warnings: I started writing this but I lost the flame for it.
It was an accident how he met her.
It had just rained the following evening and the roofs were still slick with heavn's tears and that was what lead to their meeting. His foot slipped and he was to slow to react and save himself because he just couldn't believe he made such a rookie mistake. He had been jumping from roof top to roof top for years and it was second natrue too him by now.
Still, he fell, arm failing about in a vain attempt to keep balance as his body plumpted and crashed through a rather thin roof. He lay there in a heap of rubble, thanking everything that he was still in one piece. Wouldn't it be sad if the Assassino was taken out by a misstep?
Pushing himself up, he groaned. Everything ached and taking a breath hurt. He knew that he had broken something - prehaps a rib - and knew his body would be one big bruise come morning. Nothing could have prepaired him from the sound of breaking pottery and the rush foot steps of someone coming closer.
"Signore, are you okay?" To his relife it was a woman's husky voice and tender hands the cruled around his shoulders and danced through his ears like a melody.
"Sì," He grunted, twisting his head to face her and the moment he saw those worried pools of sky blue, he was trapped, fallen into their endless depths and he knew the moment he curled a gloved hand in thick whisps of raven curls (an action he blamed on the rather nasty fall) he was hooked on her.
Title: No idea yet lol
Rating: PG-13
Paring: Aoi/Uruha
Summary: ....
Notes/Comments/Warnings: This is another rp based one. It was based off something I played with a friend over at Dozing Green (which sadly shut down) and I don't think I'll finish.
"I hate you." Those words I had so carelessly whispered seemed to sheirk at me, haunt me with the bitterness in which I uttered them.
"Uru..." His soft protest, his wounded eyes, the violent flinch as I shook my head, hair whipping my eyes because I wasn't going to admit that the tears were because of him.
"Just go," Never did I raise my voice and yet, it stilll carried between us because, you always heard me, even when I wasn't saying anything at all. And you listened; you listened to me because you always did what I asked never questioning my motives or denying me what I asked. You spoiled me.
And now, here I am alone.
I wish I had never said anything. If I hadn't, you would still be here, still be holding my hand because I miss you, I miss you so much it hurts. I dug my own grave though, I pushed you away because I just couldn't do it anymore. I couldn't deal with the way you lived your life. You so recklessly put yourself in the line of danger.
I had already lost you once to work, I couldn't loose you again to it.
Title: No idea yet lol
Rating: PG-13
Paring: Kai/Sakito
Summary: "I love you." what a lie "I'll be right back Saki, I'm only going to the store." another lie "I wont leave you." just stop with all the lies "I'll never stop loving you." that's the biggest lie of all
Notes/Comments/Warnings: This one I believe I was writing for a friend... I can't really remember it's been so long lol Anyway, this will probably remain unfinished ^^;
Sakito was a jadded, cyncial person. He had had his heart broken one to many times to ever fully trust anyone with it ever again. He firmly believe that if he kept his scarred and broken heart locked away that he would never get hurt. He obviously thought wrong and it was all because of a home made kit kat bar and a dimpled smile.
Sakito had no idea just why he was wondering around the PS company that day but, he was. Perhaps it was boredom that lead him there, maybe it was fate. It could have been a combination of both. What ever it was that lead him there, he was there and loath to admite it, he got lost. Yes, the great Sakito of Nightmare got lost within the twisting, winding hallways of the PS company.
That was when he met Kai.
The drummer had been leaving the Gazette studio, face flush with mirth, giggles still escaping him as he closed the door, muffling the protests of a bassist who by the sounds of it, was only pretending to be annoyed. In his studry hands was an plate that held a lonely chocoalte bar. Sakito watched, entranced as the drummer shook his head, curls of soft brown falling into laughing eyes and tickling flushed cheeks. Sakito didn't know what it was in that moment but, when those laughing eyes met his for the first time and those grinning lips parted to speak, the only thing Sakito could feel was awe.
"Here," Kai had said offering the last bar of chocolate on the plate. "It's a home made kit-kat. Those dorks in there," he gestured to the door he exited with a title of his head. "Are high enough on sugar, they don't need anymore."
Sakito, he wasn't a fan of chocolate but, he just couldn't say no to those laughing eyes, smiling lips and adorable dimples. So, he took the kit kate with a polite thank you and asked Kai how to get out of this maze. The drummer kindly pointed him in the right direction and that was the first of their many encounters. Sakito never thought that the day he met Kai that not but three months latter he would be kissing those always smiling lips and seeing those eyes that always seemed to laugh shine with love and lust.
That whole year with Kai was the best. the Gazette might be a busy band (and so was Nightmare) but, Kai always made time for him. There was always stolen kisses, tender moments and Sakito couldn't be happier. Slowly though, it started to change. Kai, he began to pull away and those stolen kisses seemed to become more out of habit then anything else.