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gracie_musicaTitle: Twins
Date Written: 11/23/05
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
Fandom: Tokyo Babylon
Characters/Pairings: Subaru, Hokuto, random other characters
Warnings: None
Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: Not mine
Notes: I used to know two fraternal twins--boys that looked nothing like each other--who used to get questions like this all the time. I figured that the Sumeragi twins were no different.
"Um, Sumeragi-kun, Sumeragi-san?"
Subaru and Hokuto looked up from their homework to see two of Hokuto's female classmates standing next to their table, shifting nervously.
"Yes?" Hokuto asked, putting down her pencil.
"Is it true that you and Sumeragi-san are twins?"
The siblings looked at each other. "Yes, we're fraternal twins," Subaru replied.
"It's just by chance that we look alike," Hokuto added, smiling at her classmates.
The two girls whispered to one another, and the second one asked them seriously, "So, is it true that twins have the ESP thing?"
Subaru grinned as Hokuto began laughing. “Something like that.”
---
Title: Different
Date Written: 11/23/05
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
Fandom: Tokyo Babylon
Characters/Pairings: Subaru, Hokuto
Warnings: None
Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: Not mine
Notes: Set about a year or two before the series. Subaru and Hokuto's relationship just fascinates me.
"Subaru," Hokuto asked her twin one day. "Why do you eat lunch with me every day?
The omniyoji frowned at his older sister. "Does it bother you that I do?"
"No," she replied immediately. It's just that most siblings go out of their way to avoid one another at school, but you seek me out."
"We're twins; it’s just different for us," Subaru replied, shrugging. "We've been together forever. I just feel uncomfortable when you're not with me, ‘Kuto.”
Hokuto hugged her little brother to her, resting her cheek on the top of his head. “Me too, ‘Baru, me too.”
---
Title: Asleep
Date Written: 11/23/05
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
Fandom: Tokyo Babylon
Characters/Pairings: Subaru, Hokuto, Grandmother
Warnings: None
Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: Not mine
Notes: Companion piece to Awake. Dedicated to my little brother, who did this once or twice when he was younger.
The 12th head of the Sumeragi clan couldn't find Subaru. He had gone to sleep on his futon in his room, and when she had gone in to get him for their morning training, the sheets were empty.
She had looked everywhere for him, but it was when she was walking back to the boy's room when she realized where he had to be.
When she opened Hoktuo's door, she found her two young grandchildren sleeping on the girl's futon, tangled up together. They looked so peaceful and precious.
She smiled and shut the door. Subaru could miss one morning.
---
Title: Awake
Date Written: 11/23/05
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
Fandom: Tokyo Babylon
Characters/Pairings: Subaru, Grandmother
Warnings: None
Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: Not mine
Notes: Companion piece to 'Asleep'
It was their first night in Tokyo, young Subaru and his grandmother. The boy had been so excited to be in the capitol city, bouncing as he looked out the car window.
Around bedtime, however, he had gotten really quiet, shuffling around his new residence in a subdued manner.
Now he was just down the hall, his soft cries breaking her heart. She could just barely make out the boy's cries.
"'Kuto..."
She sighed to herself. Their bond was too strong, it had to be broken so he could grow into his own.
She still felt like she was doing something wrong.
---
Title: Birthday Bouquet
Date Written: 11/23/05
Rating: PG-13 for language, sexual innuendo, and sexual harassment. :: SNERK ::
Word Count: 541
Fandom: FAKE
Characters/Pairings: Dee/Ryo, Rose
Warnings: None
Spoilers: Slight ones
Disclaimer: Not mine
Notes: Inspired by Berkley's latest post in![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
fake_2nd_chance. :: snickers :: I'm so frickin' evil.
Dee fucking hated God. Him, and Berkley Rose.
He hated God because there had to be a higher power at work in the recent events. First, there had been the decision for the CI department to draw lots to see who had off Friday and who had off Thanksgiving. Both were unfortunate, since this year Ryo's birthday was the Friday after Thanksgiving, but the two of them had made plans to spend Thanksgiving with Mother this year. However, Dee had drawn Ryo's birthday off, while Ryo had gotten Thanksgiving Day off. After visiting Mother to apologize (and she was so understanding about it, God bless that woman), they each had set out to 'surprise' the other and managed to swithc their days off with coworkers 9thus defeating the entire purpose of drawing lots, frankly). By the time they had told each other about the change of plans--that had been one hell of a surprise, too--it was way too late to switch back.
Which meant Dee was working on his lover's birthday, with JJ in glomping vicinity.
The reason why he hated Berkley Rose was staring back at him on his absent partner's desk--two dozen long-stemmed red roses that were sitting there singing, "I have more money than Dee Laytner and can pay for all your wildest dreams! Love Berkly!" at him.
It was enough to make his blood boil.
Today was HIS, Dee Laytner's, lover's birthday and that asinine, no-fucking-good excuse of a commissioner was sending HIS RYO flowers.
At least Ryo isn't here to see them, Dee thought to himself. He'd probably be so embarassed, getting flowers from somoneone he's not interested in... Too bad I can't do that for him...
And then Dee got a wonderful, brilliant idea.
---
Dee smiled at the expression on his lover's face when he turned up on his doorstep with two dozen long-stemmed red roses during his lunch break. "Happy birthday, baby," the dark-haired detective said as he handed over the glass vase, watching his blonde lover sniff the red flower heads delicately.
"Oh, Dee, you shouldn't have!" the half-Japanese detective said as he set the vase on the dining room table.
"I know," Dee admitted, chucking Rose's crumpled up card into the trash can while his lover wasn't looking.
"How much longer is your lunch break?"
"Forty-five minutes."
"Good," Ryo said, grabbing his lover's hands and pulling Dee towards the bedroom.
---
"Hey, Commish!"
Berkley Rose turned to glare at Dee Laytner, who was grinning like a fool. "You're late, Laytner."
"Yeah, I know. Oh! By the way, Mr. Rose, Ryo really liked the roses."
Berkley raised an eyebrow. "Who are you and what have you done with Dee Laytner?"
"Why are you asking?"
"Because I probably owe you money."
"A-ha," Dee said dryly, then slapped his shit-eating grin back on his face. "But he really did like 'em. I practically had to pry him off me to be back by the time I am now!"
As Berkley gaped at him, he decided to add insult to injury and give his boss a congratulatory slap on the ass. "Good going, man."
"I am DOCKING YOUR PAY!" the blonde screamed at Dee as the dark-haired detective, snickering, made his way back to his desk.
---
Title: Sleep Over
Date Written: 11/23/05
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 508
Fandom: Saiyuki
Characters/Pairings: Gojyo/Hakkai, Goku,
Warnings: None
Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: Not mine
Notes: I haven't written anything Sayuki in a while. ^__^ Hakkai's POV, set during the trip.
I linger in the door way, almost afraid to go in. They're sleeping so peacefuly, curled up together like they are; I don't want to ruin the moment.
I can understand their sudden want for physical contact--the desert gets terribly cold at night. That, and the fact that Sanzo had stuck them in the room that didn't have a working heater. And although the two of them fight with each other like... well, like demons, they really do care for one another.
Goku's the one with his back to the door. His brown hair's sticking up at even odder angles than normal, and I can see his golden limiter glittering from the hall light that's spilling into the room from behind me. He's snuggled up in the redhead's loose embrace, his sun-weathered cheek resting on Gojyo's chest, most likely lulled to sleep by the gentle tha-thump of the kappa's heart beat. He's deep in sleep, snoring softly and making his chocolate colored bangs flutter with every breath.
Gojyo, however, is not asleep, watching me watch them with his gorgeous red wine colored eyes. I suppose a part of me is jealous--Gojyo is, after all, my lover--but I'm not, not really. He and Goku are more like siblings than Kanan and I ever were.
Maybe that's why we let the little monkey into our bed whenever he can't sleep--Gojyo and I want the little brother we never had, that our siblings did.
One long-fingered tobacco-stained hand raises off Goku's back, my lover's silent invitation to join them. I hesitate only briefly--the bed they're in is a twin, and will be extremely crowded when I squeeze in--before finally entering the room, closing the door behind me and plunging the room into darkness once again. I strip down to my boxers before climbinb into bed behind Goku, spooning the lithe body up next to me.
The elemental stirs in his sleep, and I find myself worrying--sometimes Goku suffers from claustrophobia, a side-effect from being locked up for hundreds of years. But this time, thankfully, his eyes crack open just enough to to reveal golden crescent moons under thick black eyelashes, and he just moves a little to give me a smidge more room in the bed. "Hey 'Kai," the boy mutters sleepily before dropping his head back onto Gojyo's chest, sleeping once again.
Gojyo's talented fingers weave through my hair as I lean in for my good-night kiss. His tongue slips out just a little to tenatively touch mine, the tips swirling around one another in lazy circles as his crimson eyes slide shut.
The fingers in my hair move gently, massaging my scalp and I feel my eyelids droop immediately. My head finds my lover's shoulder, my chin resting on top of Goku's hair. The rythmic, even breathing of the two, coupled with Gojyo's words of, "Sleep, baby, love you" lull me to sleep as well.
One of the best night's rests I've had in a long while.
Date Written: 11/23/05
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
Fandom: Tokyo Babylon
Characters/Pairings: Subaru, Hokuto, random other characters
Warnings: None
Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: Not mine
Notes: I used to know two fraternal twins--boys that looked nothing like each other--who used to get questions like this all the time. I figured that the Sumeragi twins were no different.
"Um, Sumeragi-kun, Sumeragi-san?"
Subaru and Hokuto looked up from their homework to see two of Hokuto's female classmates standing next to their table, shifting nervously.
"Yes?" Hokuto asked, putting down her pencil.
"Is it true that you and Sumeragi-san are twins?"
The siblings looked at each other. "Yes, we're fraternal twins," Subaru replied.
"It's just by chance that we look alike," Hokuto added, smiling at her classmates.
The two girls whispered to one another, and the second one asked them seriously, "So, is it true that twins have the ESP thing?"
Subaru grinned as Hokuto began laughing. “Something like that.”
---
Title: Different
Date Written: 11/23/05
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
Fandom: Tokyo Babylon
Characters/Pairings: Subaru, Hokuto
Warnings: None
Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: Not mine
Notes: Set about a year or two before the series. Subaru and Hokuto's relationship just fascinates me.
"Subaru," Hokuto asked her twin one day. "Why do you eat lunch with me every day?
The omniyoji frowned at his older sister. "Does it bother you that I do?"
"No," she replied immediately. It's just that most siblings go out of their way to avoid one another at school, but you seek me out."
"We're twins; it’s just different for us," Subaru replied, shrugging. "We've been together forever. I just feel uncomfortable when you're not with me, ‘Kuto.”
Hokuto hugged her little brother to her, resting her cheek on the top of his head. “Me too, ‘Baru, me too.”
---
Title: Asleep
Date Written: 11/23/05
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
Fandom: Tokyo Babylon
Characters/Pairings: Subaru, Hokuto, Grandmother
Warnings: None
Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: Not mine
Notes: Companion piece to Awake. Dedicated to my little brother, who did this once or twice when he was younger.
The 12th head of the Sumeragi clan couldn't find Subaru. He had gone to sleep on his futon in his room, and when she had gone in to get him for their morning training, the sheets were empty.
She had looked everywhere for him, but it was when she was walking back to the boy's room when she realized where he had to be.
When she opened Hoktuo's door, she found her two young grandchildren sleeping on the girl's futon, tangled up together. They looked so peaceful and precious.
She smiled and shut the door. Subaru could miss one morning.
---
Title: Awake
Date Written: 11/23/05
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
Fandom: Tokyo Babylon
Characters/Pairings: Subaru, Grandmother
Warnings: None
Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: Not mine
Notes: Companion piece to 'Asleep'
It was their first night in Tokyo, young Subaru and his grandmother. The boy had been so excited to be in the capitol city, bouncing as he looked out the car window.
Around bedtime, however, he had gotten really quiet, shuffling around his new residence in a subdued manner.
Now he was just down the hall, his soft cries breaking her heart. She could just barely make out the boy's cries.
"'Kuto..."
She sighed to herself. Their bond was too strong, it had to be broken so he could grow into his own.
She still felt like she was doing something wrong.
---
Title: Birthday Bouquet
Date Written: 11/23/05
Rating: PG-13 for language, sexual innuendo, and sexual harassment. :: SNERK ::
Word Count: 541
Fandom: FAKE
Characters/Pairings: Dee/Ryo, Rose
Warnings: None
Spoilers: Slight ones
Disclaimer: Not mine
Notes: Inspired by Berkley's latest post in
fake_2nd_chance. :: snickers :: I'm so frickin' evil.Dee fucking hated God. Him, and Berkley Rose.
He hated God because there had to be a higher power at work in the recent events. First, there had been the decision for the CI department to draw lots to see who had off Friday and who had off Thanksgiving. Both were unfortunate, since this year Ryo's birthday was the Friday after Thanksgiving, but the two of them had made plans to spend Thanksgiving with Mother this year. However, Dee had drawn Ryo's birthday off, while Ryo had gotten Thanksgiving Day off. After visiting Mother to apologize (and she was so understanding about it, God bless that woman), they each had set out to 'surprise' the other and managed to swithc their days off with coworkers 9thus defeating the entire purpose of drawing lots, frankly). By the time they had told each other about the change of plans--that had been one hell of a surprise, too--it was way too late to switch back.
Which meant Dee was working on his lover's birthday, with JJ in glomping vicinity.
The reason why he hated Berkley Rose was staring back at him on his absent partner's desk--two dozen long-stemmed red roses that were sitting there singing, "I have more money than Dee Laytner and can pay for all your wildest dreams! Love Berkly!" at him.
It was enough to make his blood boil.
Today was HIS, Dee Laytner's, lover's birthday and that asinine, no-fucking-good excuse of a commissioner was sending HIS RYO flowers.
At least Ryo isn't here to see them, Dee thought to himself. He'd probably be so embarassed, getting flowers from somoneone he's not interested in... Too bad I can't do that for him...
And then Dee got a wonderful, brilliant idea.
---
Dee smiled at the expression on his lover's face when he turned up on his doorstep with two dozen long-stemmed red roses during his lunch break. "Happy birthday, baby," the dark-haired detective said as he handed over the glass vase, watching his blonde lover sniff the red flower heads delicately.
"Oh, Dee, you shouldn't have!" the half-Japanese detective said as he set the vase on the dining room table.
"I know," Dee admitted, chucking Rose's crumpled up card into the trash can while his lover wasn't looking.
"How much longer is your lunch break?"
"Forty-five minutes."
"Good," Ryo said, grabbing his lover's hands and pulling Dee towards the bedroom.
---
"Hey, Commish!"
Berkley Rose turned to glare at Dee Laytner, who was grinning like a fool. "You're late, Laytner."
"Yeah, I know. Oh! By the way, Mr. Rose, Ryo really liked the roses."
Berkley raised an eyebrow. "Who are you and what have you done with Dee Laytner?"
"Why are you asking?"
"Because I probably owe you money."
"A-ha," Dee said dryly, then slapped his shit-eating grin back on his face. "But he really did like 'em. I practically had to pry him off me to be back by the time I am now!"
As Berkley gaped at him, he decided to add insult to injury and give his boss a congratulatory slap on the ass. "Good going, man."
"I am DOCKING YOUR PAY!" the blonde screamed at Dee as the dark-haired detective, snickering, made his way back to his desk.
---
Title: Sleep Over
Date Written: 11/23/05
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 508
Fandom: Saiyuki
Characters/Pairings: Gojyo/Hakkai, Goku,
Warnings: None
Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: Not mine
Notes: I haven't written anything Sayuki in a while. ^__^ Hakkai's POV, set during the trip.
I linger in the door way, almost afraid to go in. They're sleeping so peacefuly, curled up together like they are; I don't want to ruin the moment.
I can understand their sudden want for physical contact--the desert gets terribly cold at night. That, and the fact that Sanzo had stuck them in the room that didn't have a working heater. And although the two of them fight with each other like... well, like demons, they really do care for one another.
Goku's the one with his back to the door. His brown hair's sticking up at even odder angles than normal, and I can see his golden limiter glittering from the hall light that's spilling into the room from behind me. He's snuggled up in the redhead's loose embrace, his sun-weathered cheek resting on Gojyo's chest, most likely lulled to sleep by the gentle tha-thump of the kappa's heart beat. He's deep in sleep, snoring softly and making his chocolate colored bangs flutter with every breath.
Gojyo, however, is not asleep, watching me watch them with his gorgeous red wine colored eyes. I suppose a part of me is jealous--Gojyo is, after all, my lover--but I'm not, not really. He and Goku are more like siblings than Kanan and I ever were.
Maybe that's why we let the little monkey into our bed whenever he can't sleep--Gojyo and I want the little brother we never had, that our siblings did.
One long-fingered tobacco-stained hand raises off Goku's back, my lover's silent invitation to join them. I hesitate only briefly--the bed they're in is a twin, and will be extremely crowded when I squeeze in--before finally entering the room, closing the door behind me and plunging the room into darkness once again. I strip down to my boxers before climbinb into bed behind Goku, spooning the lithe body up next to me.
The elemental stirs in his sleep, and I find myself worrying--sometimes Goku suffers from claustrophobia, a side-effect from being locked up for hundreds of years. But this time, thankfully, his eyes crack open just enough to to reveal golden crescent moons under thick black eyelashes, and he just moves a little to give me a smidge more room in the bed. "Hey 'Kai," the boy mutters sleepily before dropping his head back onto Gojyo's chest, sleeping once again.
Gojyo's talented fingers weave through my hair as I lean in for my good-night kiss. His tongue slips out just a little to tenatively touch mine, the tips swirling around one another in lazy circles as his crimson eyes slide shut.
The fingers in my hair move gently, massaging my scalp and I feel my eyelids droop immediately. My head finds my lover's shoulder, my chin resting on top of Goku's hair. The rythmic, even breathing of the two, coupled with Gojyo's words of, "Sleep, baby, love you" lull me to sleep as well.
One of the best night's rests I've had in a long while.
