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Author:aliensex_fiend
Fandom: the GazettE
Pairing: Ruki/Reita
Rating: PG-13
Summary:
Warnings: cynicism, mild language & some sexual innuendos
A/N: A request on behalf of
cloudiestrife after I had commented on her artwork involving vampire Ruki, I thought I'd give it a shot & I wanted to make something that was different from the usual vampire genre. I hope it meets your standards as I haven't written much invovling AU.
His life had been made up of one huge consistency; from the moment he had woken up at six am, taking a twenty minute shower, while making just enough time to dress before he had taken his daily fifteen minute walk from the small apartment flat towards the nearest train station. His life revolved around a tight knit schedule. It gave him a sense of security which at times he often felt he hadn't entirely possessed despite the inscriptions made on simple notepad paper.
He felt the almost dire need for inconsistency. Maybe even utter chaos.
Fingers pressed gently amongst a system of slightly mussed hair, digging further into the woodwork before massaging gently at a scalp that felt as if it had undergone construction work and a few dozen jack hammers. He had taken a few moments to glance over the clock located just above his desk before beginning the small process of properly placing everything away and clocking out for the evening. It had taken five minutes, two to clock out, fifteen to walk back and seven more to purchase a small bento at the combini located within the train station. The contents staring up at him almost questioningly as he ate the unfamiliar contents during the process of waiting for his train.
"What are you eating?"
The voice had almost startled him and he hadn't even realized it had been there until a few moments after, he had sworn he'd been sitting alone on the unoccupied bench. "Shrimp."
"You're feeling adventurious today."
There had been a faint smile in the other man's voice before he felt the shifting weight settle as the weight had been lifted and for a moment he had wanted to say something. Anything. Until he realized that just as soon as that voice had come it had gone to pass to become replaced by the nearly measured clicks of flickering lights alluminating the nearly empty platform.
Reita had usually picked chicken.
Author:aliensex_fiend
Fandom: the GazettE
Pairing: Ruki/Reita
Rating: PG-13
Summary:
Warnings: cynicism, mild language & some sexual innuendos
A/N: A request on behalf of
cloudiestrife after I had commented on her artwork involving vampire Ruki, I thought I'd give it a shot & I wanted to make something that was different from the usual vampire genre. I hope it meets your standards as I haven't written much invovling AU.
His life had been made up of one huge consistency; from the moment he had woken up at six am, taking a twenty minute shower, while making just enough time to dress before he had taken his daily fifteen minute walk from the small apartment flat towards the nearest train station. His life revolved around a tight knit schedule. It gave him a sense of security which at times he often felt he hadn't entirely possessed despite the inscriptions made on simple notepad paper.
He felt the almost dire need for inconsistency. Maybe even utter chaos.
Fingers pressed gently amongst a system of slightly mussed hair, digging further into the woodwork before massaging gently at a scalp that felt as if it had undergone construction work and a few dozen jack hammers. He had taken a few moments to glance over the clock located just above his desk before beginning the small process of properly placing everything away and clocking out for the evening. It had taken five minutes, two to clock out, fifteen to walk back and seven more to purchase a small bento at the combini located within the train station. The contents staring up at him almost questioningly as he ate the unfamiliar contents during the process of waiting for his train.
"What are you eating?"
The voice had almost startled him and he hadn't even realized it had been there until a few moments after, he had sworn he'd been sitting alone on the unoccupied bench. "Shrimp."
"You're feeling adventurious today."
There had been a faint smile in the other man's voice before he felt the shifting weight settle as the weight had been lifted and for a moment he had wanted to say something. Anything. Until he realized that just as soon as that voice had come it had gone to pass to become replaced by the nearly measured clicks of flickering lights alluminating the nearly empty platform.
Reita had usually picked chicken.