PAYBACK PART 1
SALLY MOK PAYBACK NUMBER 1 :)
Title: Razor
Author: calmingcalamity
Chapter: Drabble
Genre: Angst
Warnings: Character Death
Rating: NC-15
Pairing: Uruha/Aoi
Disclaimer: I have Uru and Aoi locked in my closet. They like to fuck during the night.
Synopsis: Put it down, Aoi
It hurt. God it hurt.
But pain is good....right?
It's the only thing keeping him here. The only thing keeping him from drifting away from this sad excuse of a world.
But then...what's that? He can hear a voice from outside the door, begging him to come out.
“Put it down, Aoi!” he pleads.
Why?
Why put it down when this cold metal is the only thing that's kept him company over the past few months.
Then he remembers. It's Uruha out there. He has Uruha. Doesn't he?
But lately, he can sense the blonde getting tired. Tired of his constant panic attacks. Tired of his never ending crying, the hospital trips.
Tired of him.
All it takes is one more tear falling before he finally gives in.
The last thing he perceives is hot agony running down his wrists and faint yelling, increasingly panicked.
Title: Awkward
Author: calmingcalamity
Chapter: Drabble
Genre: Fluff
Warnings: Awkward Aoi is awkward.
Rating: PG
Pairing: Uruha/Aoi
Disclaimer: I have Uru and Aoi locked in my closet. They like to fuck during the night.
Synopsis: Even if the first time I saw you, you tripped
“Do you love me?”
Perplexed, Uruha looked down at Aoi who currently had his head cushioned on his lap. A curious look was capturing the brunette's soft features as he looked up at the blonde. “Why wouldn't I love you?” he asked, tapping Aoi's nose lightly. Features scrunching up at the touch, Aoi batted his hand away.
“Well I don't know. Maybe because I'm the most awkward person alive.” he muttered, “I constantly embarrass myself, both onstage - and off. Sometimes I don't even love myself anymore.” Instead of a response, he was shocked to hear the blonde laughing, smiling down at him. “Are you laughing at me?!” he growled, a pout turning his pierced lips downwards.
“I'm not laughing at you, Aoi” Uruha said, poking his forehead, “I'm laughing at how absurd you're being.”
The pout only got worse.
Still laughing quietly, the blonde leaned down until their foreheads were touching. “Excuse my cheesiness, but I will love you no matter what. Even if the first time I saw you, you tripped and smashed your pretty little head on the door frame. Even if you walked into the girl's bathroom at the mall one time and that old lady chased you out while beating you with her purse.” At that, Aoi felt a blush heat his cheeks, but Uruha continued anyway.
“I will always love you even if you are the most awkward person alive, even if you fall off of the stage during concert rehearsals. Even if Reita and Ruki insist that you have some form of mental retardation. They're just jealous that you know how to live life, by the way. I'll love you even if you have a repeat of that incident on the plane where you drooled all over the poor man sitting next to you.”
By now, Aoi's face was beat red, and he was squirming under the blonde's stare.
“But most of all.” His voice turned quiet, and Aoi stopped his wiggling.
“Most of all, I will love you as long as you are you, and even when you're not. I'll even love you enough to make up for when you don't love yourself.”
It was quiet for a moment.
“I think if your face could get any more red, you could pass as a firetruck.”
“Just shut up and kiss me.”
Title: Black and pink, black and pink
Author: calmingcalamity
Chapter: Oneshot
Genre: Crack
Warnings: What the hell I don't even know.
Rating: PG
Pairing: Uruha/Aoi
Disclaimer: I have Uru and Aoi locked in my closet. They like to fuck during the night.
Synopsis: Now I'm even more of a pretty princess~!
Oh my god. What was this. This....this beautiful phenomena of gorgeous colors exploding everywhere?
Was this heaven?
“Aoi, let's go. You need pants!” Uruha growled, trying to drag the brunette away from where he had his whole body plastered against the glass of the front window. Yes. He forgot to give Aoi pants. And underwear. Fuck it all, the god damn shirt barely covered the brunette's ass and he'd been running around the department store flashing everyone. That is, until he spotted the store.
Not just any store. THE store.
The hair salon. The bright pinks and blues and greens of the hair dye in the display case had attracted the brunette's primitive mind and he'd zoomed inside and danced around, singing about god damn mermaids. “AOI! LET'S GO!” he shrieked. Aoi's ridiculous prancing had already attracted the attention of the store owners and they looked like they were about ready to either die laughing or call security on their asses. Or both. Whatever.
“No!” the brunette snapped brattily, a pout on his lips, “I want you to dye my hair for me.”
“What?”
What the fucking fuck. Uruha didn't have time for this, he really needed Aoi to put some pants on before he attacked him and fucked him senseless in front of everyone. And now he wanted to dye his hair? “No! Let's go already!” he said angrily, grabbing onto his skinny wrist. Turning to leave, he didn't expect to meet resistance as Aoi dug his heels in and pulled backwards. What ensued was a strange tug-of-war to stay in the store or get out. Shrieking, Aoi kicked Uruha in the leg and pulled as hard as he could.
Unfortunately, his pull dragged them backwards. Straight into the display case. With a resounding crash, a rainbow of bottles fell onto the two struggling shoppers. A surprised cry escaped Uruha's lips as a bottle broke on his head, and another similar cry escaped Aoi as he was hit by a flying projectile as well.
When the noises finally died down, Uruha sat up with a groan, looking around. Well fuck. There was hair dye everywhere. Why did he even come to the department store today? Oh yeah. Pants. He noted with another groan that a bottle of black dye had fallen on him, coloring all of his hair black save a precious few parts of his bangs. God damn Aoi.
Looking over, he nearly let out a scream when he saw the brunette. Or...not really a brunette anymore. Aoi's hair was covered in bright pink dye. “Oh my god Aoi!” he shrieked, “YOUR HAIR!” Confused, Aoi looked over in a mirror before he let out a squeal of what Uruha thought was horror, a shaking hand reaching up to touch his unicorn fairy dust pink hair. “It's okay Aoi, we'll fix this, just - here let me go pay for this mess.” Handing a random wad of cash to the pissed off employees, he turned to drag Aoi up, but found that he was gone again.
What the hell.
He spotted the brunette - er, pink hair-ette? - looking at himself in the mirror. “Don't worry Aoi, it's not that bad, we'll dye it back to normal.” Aoi turned to look at him and he backed away at the strange gleam he saw. “Uruha....” he began slowly, causing the now black haired man to stare back apprehensively, waiting for some girlish explosion of tears over his hair.
None came.
Instead, his ears were assaulted with excited screaming.
“Oh my god Uruha! URUHA URUHA OH MY GOD! Look at my hair just look at it!!! Look at how gorgeous it is! NOW I CAN BE A REAL MERMAID PRINCESS OH MY GOD TODAY IS THE BEST DAY EVER AND I LOVE YOU SO MUCH RIGHT NOW OH MY GOD OH MY GOD I WANT TO PUT MY DRESS ON I LOVE THIS OH MY GOD!!” Wait what. Uruha stared dumbly at the pink haired ball of fucking hyper as he ran over and dragged him out of the store, ignoring all of the stares they got.
“Aoi, there's no way I'm letting us keep these ridiculous hair colo-” “Oh shut up you stupid blonde!” “Excuse me?” Uruha snapped, affronted. Turning Aoi, shoved him up against the wall.
“You. Are going to keep this hair color. And so am I. And I am going to be a fucking gorgeous mermaid princess and you are going to be my manly merman prince. And we're going to go on a vacation in the tropics where we can surf on giant turtles and frolic with the dolphins. Do. You. Understand?” Uruha nodded dumbly, and Aoi instantly began dragging him back out into the parking lot.
“And besides, you know that black hair makes you look more manly and seme-like and stuff, right?”
“Oh fuck you” he muttered.
“Say please~”
A/N: What is this I don't even. What the hell. I think any possible angstiness from the first drabble is now completely ruined by the last oneshot. SALLY MOK YOU BETTER FUCKING APPRECIATE ME D: The oneshot was sort of an inside joke between sweetlolixo and me about aoi and uru's new hair colors. Its also a tribute to her story evermore which you MUST read because its so fantastic:) ps. You guys should comment or i will cry. YOU DONT WANT ME TO CRY, DO YOUU :(<
Title: Razor
Author: calmingcalamity
Chapter: Drabble
Genre: Angst
Warnings: Character Death
Rating: NC-15
Pairing: Uruha/Aoi
Disclaimer: I have Uru and Aoi locked in my closet. They like to fuck during the night.
Synopsis: Put it down, Aoi
It hurt. God it hurt.
But pain is good....right?
It's the only thing keeping him here. The only thing keeping him from drifting away from this sad excuse of a world.
But then...what's that? He can hear a voice from outside the door, begging him to come out.
“Put it down, Aoi!” he pleads.
Why?
Why put it down when this cold metal is the only thing that's kept him company over the past few months.
Then he remembers. It's Uruha out there. He has Uruha. Doesn't he?
But lately, he can sense the blonde getting tired. Tired of his constant panic attacks. Tired of his never ending crying, the hospital trips.
Tired of him.
All it takes is one more tear falling before he finally gives in.
The last thing he perceives is hot agony running down his wrists and faint yelling, increasingly panicked.
Title: Awkward
Author: calmingcalamity
Chapter: Drabble
Genre: Fluff
Warnings: Awkward Aoi is awkward.
Rating: PG
Pairing: Uruha/Aoi
Disclaimer: I have Uru and Aoi locked in my closet. They like to fuck during the night.
Synopsis: Even if the first time I saw you, you tripped
“Do you love me?”
Perplexed, Uruha looked down at Aoi who currently had his head cushioned on his lap. A curious look was capturing the brunette's soft features as he looked up at the blonde. “Why wouldn't I love you?” he asked, tapping Aoi's nose lightly. Features scrunching up at the touch, Aoi batted his hand away.
“Well I don't know. Maybe because I'm the most awkward person alive.” he muttered, “I constantly embarrass myself, both onstage - and off. Sometimes I don't even love myself anymore.” Instead of a response, he was shocked to hear the blonde laughing, smiling down at him. “Are you laughing at me?!” he growled, a pout turning his pierced lips downwards.
“I'm not laughing at you, Aoi” Uruha said, poking his forehead, “I'm laughing at how absurd you're being.”
The pout only got worse.
Still laughing quietly, the blonde leaned down until their foreheads were touching. “Excuse my cheesiness, but I will love you no matter what. Even if the first time I saw you, you tripped and smashed your pretty little head on the door frame. Even if you walked into the girl's bathroom at the mall one time and that old lady chased you out while beating you with her purse.” At that, Aoi felt a blush heat his cheeks, but Uruha continued anyway.
“I will always love you even if you are the most awkward person alive, even if you fall off of the stage during concert rehearsals. Even if Reita and Ruki insist that you have some form of mental retardation. They're just jealous that you know how to live life, by the way. I'll love you even if you have a repeat of that incident on the plane where you drooled all over the poor man sitting next to you.”
By now, Aoi's face was beat red, and he was squirming under the blonde's stare.
“But most of all.” His voice turned quiet, and Aoi stopped his wiggling.
“Most of all, I will love you as long as you are you, and even when you're not. I'll even love you enough to make up for when you don't love yourself.”
It was quiet for a moment.
“I think if your face could get any more red, you could pass as a firetruck.”
“Just shut up and kiss me.”
Title: Black and pink, black and pink
Author: calmingcalamity
Chapter: Oneshot
Genre: Crack
Warnings: What the hell I don't even know.
Rating: PG
Pairing: Uruha/Aoi
Disclaimer: I have Uru and Aoi locked in my closet. They like to fuck during the night.
Synopsis: Now I'm even more of a pretty princess~!
Oh my god. What was this. This....this beautiful phenomena of gorgeous colors exploding everywhere?
Was this heaven?
“Aoi, let's go. You need pants!” Uruha growled, trying to drag the brunette away from where he had his whole body plastered against the glass of the front window. Yes. He forgot to give Aoi pants. And underwear. Fuck it all, the god damn shirt barely covered the brunette's ass and he'd been running around the department store flashing everyone. That is, until he spotted the store.
Not just any store. THE store.
The hair salon. The bright pinks and blues and greens of the hair dye in the display case had attracted the brunette's primitive mind and he'd zoomed inside and danced around, singing about god damn mermaids. “AOI! LET'S GO!” he shrieked. Aoi's ridiculous prancing had already attracted the attention of the store owners and they looked like they were about ready to either die laughing or call security on their asses. Or both. Whatever.
“No!” the brunette snapped brattily, a pout on his lips, “I want you to dye my hair for me.”
“What?”
What the fucking fuck. Uruha didn't have time for this, he really needed Aoi to put some pants on before he attacked him and fucked him senseless in front of everyone. And now he wanted to dye his hair? “No! Let's go already!” he said angrily, grabbing onto his skinny wrist. Turning to leave, he didn't expect to meet resistance as Aoi dug his heels in and pulled backwards. What ensued was a strange tug-of-war to stay in the store or get out. Shrieking, Aoi kicked Uruha in the leg and pulled as hard as he could.
Unfortunately, his pull dragged them backwards. Straight into the display case. With a resounding crash, a rainbow of bottles fell onto the two struggling shoppers. A surprised cry escaped Uruha's lips as a bottle broke on his head, and another similar cry escaped Aoi as he was hit by a flying projectile as well.
When the noises finally died down, Uruha sat up with a groan, looking around. Well fuck. There was hair dye everywhere. Why did he even come to the department store today? Oh yeah. Pants. He noted with another groan that a bottle of black dye had fallen on him, coloring all of his hair black save a precious few parts of his bangs. God damn Aoi.
Looking over, he nearly let out a scream when he saw the brunette. Or...not really a brunette anymore. Aoi's hair was covered in bright pink dye. “Oh my god Aoi!” he shrieked, “YOUR HAIR!” Confused, Aoi looked over in a mirror before he let out a squeal of what Uruha thought was horror, a shaking hand reaching up to touch his unicorn fairy dust pink hair. “It's okay Aoi, we'll fix this, just - here let me go pay for this mess.” Handing a random wad of cash to the pissed off employees, he turned to drag Aoi up, but found that he was gone again.
What the hell.
He spotted the brunette - er, pink hair-ette? - looking at himself in the mirror. “Don't worry Aoi, it's not that bad, we'll dye it back to normal.” Aoi turned to look at him and he backed away at the strange gleam he saw. “Uruha....” he began slowly, causing the now black haired man to stare back apprehensively, waiting for some girlish explosion of tears over his hair.
None came.
Instead, his ears were assaulted with excited screaming.
“Oh my god Uruha! URUHA URUHA OH MY GOD! Look at my hair just look at it!!! Look at how gorgeous it is! NOW I CAN BE A REAL MERMAID PRINCESS OH MY GOD TODAY IS THE BEST DAY EVER AND I LOVE YOU SO MUCH RIGHT NOW OH MY GOD OH MY GOD I WANT TO PUT MY DRESS ON I LOVE THIS OH MY GOD!!” Wait what. Uruha stared dumbly at the pink haired ball of fucking hyper as he ran over and dragged him out of the store, ignoring all of the stares they got.
“Aoi, there's no way I'm letting us keep these ridiculous hair colo-” “Oh shut up you stupid blonde!” “Excuse me?” Uruha snapped, affronted. Turning Aoi, shoved him up against the wall.
“You. Are going to keep this hair color. And so am I. And I am going to be a fucking gorgeous mermaid princess and you are going to be my manly merman prince. And we're going to go on a vacation in the tropics where we can surf on giant turtles and frolic with the dolphins. Do. You. Understand?” Uruha nodded dumbly, and Aoi instantly began dragging him back out into the parking lot.
“And besides, you know that black hair makes you look more manly and seme-like and stuff, right?”
“Oh fuck you” he muttered.
“Say please~”
A/N: What is this I don't even. What the hell. I think any possible angstiness from the first drabble is now completely ruined by the last oneshot. SALLY MOK YOU BETTER FUCKING APPRECIATE ME D: The oneshot was sort of an inside joke between sweetlolixo and me about aoi and uru's new hair colors. Its also a tribute to her story evermore which you MUST read because its so fantastic:) ps. You guys should comment or i will cry. YOU DONT WANT ME TO CRY, DO YOUU :(<