Drabbles and such.
You’re Beautiful
A Die (Dir en Grey) drabble dedicated to the lovely amara_volkova
His lithe body hovered over hers, his breath tickled the skin under her ear while his hands played with short locks of fiery red hair. A smile lingered on both lovers’ pair of lips, noses brushing against each other in sincere tenderness. Their feelings for each other had been displayed many a times on countless occasions.
But, it was moments like these that Amara loved the most; moments when Die would show tender affection rather than lusty passion. She couldn’t lie, Amara got hot and excited as she thought back on all the times Die showed her just what he felt about her. Though the moments that were most precious to her heart were these.
“You’re beautiful, Amara-chan.” His breath warmed the skin of her ear.
A smile graced her lips and she leaned up just a bit to give him a soft kiss.
written for amara_volkova
Amara sat idly in a red plush chair by the living room window. The sun’s rays shone happily inside, the warm breeze gently blew against the long white curtains. Amara’s pink lips smiled softly as she gazed at the single red rose in her hand. She twisted it around slowly, memorizing the details of the velvet petals with her eyes.
She noticed a small note tied to the stem and gazed in curiosity for a moment before she opened the small paper.
I love you,
Daisuke.
A small chuckle erupted somewhere in the back of her throat. He really was a doofus, but she loved him more than anything.
written for amara_volkova
It is true, Amara was none like he’s ever met. And this man, he has travelled the world and back. To him, it has seemed he had met every kind of girl there was to meet. Something about this woman, though, struck the interest of this seemingly dark and misunderstood man.
It had occurred to him that many men would be giving her candies and flowers today. Amara was such a sweet woman when you got to know the real her. Just like he was a child stuck in a shady man’s body. However, Kaoru wanted to give Amara something special.
So, he drew her a picture of a chibi goth-like man holding a black rose.
“Will you be my Valentine?”
Read across the blackened heart in the background of his small doodle.
written for amara_volkova
Found You
Silvery rays of moonlight danced around her slender body, casting an enticing silhouette. Crimson hair feathered about and fluttered in the slight breeze, a detrimental smile lingering on those mischievous ruby lips of hers. She had been walking with her love in the vespers of the congenial countryside, ridden in sapling and cherry trees.
Somewhere along the cobble artry dwindle, weaving a maze through the miniature woodland, like a lark, she had managed to pull a small prank on the obscurity known as Kaoru. Hidden by shadows and trees, her eyes preyed on the tall, somber male. Even at the distance, Amara could see the curly locks of ebony hair.
Almost mocking her, he walked steadily as if he was unbothered by her sudden and ‘mysterious’ disappearance. Guitar worn hands shoved into the pockets of his jeans, that unemotional look on his face seemed to taunt Amara’s innocent frolic. That once sportive smirk now vanished from her lips, yellow eyes narrowing slightly at the derision of Kaoru’s presence.
Skillful feet carried long legs out of concealment, running towards the stoic man she come to be so entranced by. Long slender arms latched around his shoulders, legs supporting her up as she wrapped them around Kaoru to hold herself up on his back in that, ‘give me a piggy back ride’ position.
“Kaoru-sama!” The scorn had left her to be replaced with elation and delight.
That once unemotional face of his flicked for just a moment with exultation, “There you are, Amara-chan.”