Twisted Affections
Hello all! It's been forever since I've updated this journal.^^; I apologize for that. Anyway, the purpose of this entry is to show off my fifty sentences for SousukexGauron. I entirely blame my recent obsession on Full Metal Panic. Enjoy!
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1) Comfort: He welcomed Kaname’s angry explosions, as they consumed his attention; her fury didn’t leave him the time to ponder on the marks Gauron had left on his sanity.
2) Kiss: Sousuke was left reeling after their first kiss, his wrists aching from confinement and his lips tingling with heat as throaty laughter burrowed into his mind.
3) Soft: Gauron’s hands are calloused with years of battle; his experience is present in the harsh way he treats his Kashim’s confession; the boy should have known better than to expect kindness.
4) Pain: Sharp white exploded behind his eyes at the sound of crushed steel, Melissa’s AS destroyed by cruel hands; Gauron’s taunting inspired a blaze so hot that the sparking anger was painful.
5) Potatoes: A late night rendezvous makes him miss an engagement with Chidori; as he’s forced to peel potatoes, he resolves to reevaluate the people in his life.
6) Rain: The sudden onslaught of the storm suits his somber mood, echoing the dark glaze in his stare; a dull wince spreads over his tense features as the drops sting his face, whispers of I love you, Kashim searing in the wind.
7) Chocolate: Sousuke’s eyes nervously follow the path of nimble fingers, silvery foil paring in a slow crawl; popping a piece of chocolate in his mouth, Gauron’s suggestive smirk earns a flushed mercenary.
8) Happiness: He is content here, Kaname at his side as they fish, and he carefully keeps the previous day far away from his thoughts; he won’t allow himself to brood on the enigmatic parting gesture.
9) Telephone: Gauron’s voice is static, calmly pursuing the awkward topic; with shaking whitened fingers the phone is slammed back onto its cradle, innocently cutting off the terrorist’s words.
10) Ears: Warm breaths puff over the rim of his ear, each exhale of the man behind him slightly blowing strands of his hair; after a weird chuckle, the man purposely moves forward, his lips brushing where his breath had hovered; he jerks away and ignores the twisting in the depths of his stomach.
11) Name: The drug-induced, blurred haze gradually drifted away, coherency soon following; he endures the cheerful exclamation of “Sousuke!” though a distant part of him had expected- hoped for- the drawl of “Kashim”.
12) Sensual: Teeth dragged across the base of his neck, fingertips dug possessively into the small of his back; shivering, he unconsciously bared his neck, wanting it to not be happening, wanting it to be someone else, not wanting it to stop.
13) Death: He defines their relationship through levels of fatality; so far, he reigns master over Kashim; they’ll only be equal when facing each other for the final time, death inevitably claiming them both.
14) Sex: Kurz laughed and said it was great; Melissa blinked when he brought it up, then snickered and slapped him across the back, “Way to go Sousuke!”; Chidori turned various shades of red before smacking him on the head with her paper fan; Gauron just smirked and proceeded to show him just what it was all about.
15) Touch: Depending on the situation, his touch can be many things- murderous, painful, gentle- and the people involved also affect his behavior; Kashim is the only person- still living- that has felt almost all the different aspects of his touch.
16) Weakness: Kaname’s resting in her room, exhausted after the ordeal; he’s still awake, the sparse number of still working staff congratulating him on his earlier profanity; he pays them little mind, instead mindlessly walking to the site of the battle- he can still fell the clash of emotions, dulled by the last few hours, and he does his best not to acknowledge the raw feeling burning in his throat.
17) Tears: The alcohol saps away his inhibitions, drawing out the vulnerable ball of emotions rotting in the back of his mind; Kurz is there to stem the flow of sobs, telling himself that Sousuke wasn’t murmuring about how “that bastard was lying, he didn’t mean it”; he also told himself that his friend didn’t want Gauron to have meant it.
18) Speed: Thinking about it always made him chuckle; he wondered if Kashim considered how fast things had gone; he had a felling the boy just denied it all.
19) Wind: Sand was everywhere, even ripped about by the slightest breeze; Grey watched Sousuke where he was seated away from them, stiff profile unaffected by the stirred sediment; she continued to observe him as he told them about the massacre that had occurred years before and she got the notion that the hollowness in his voice came from more than just the loss.
20) Freedom: Kaname’s glare darkened at the uncharacteristic shadows on Sousuke’s face, her fingers curling into anxious fists; even dead, that damn Gauron still messed with their lives; it pissed her off that Sousuke couldn’t seem to free himself from the terrorist’s influence.
21) Life: Chidori’s control of the submarine saved all of their lives; repeatedly slamming metal limbs into the flight deck, he could only think about Gauron’s end, wondering why the man had said the things he’d said and why Gauron had wanted to end their lives together.
22) Jealousy: Stalking Chidori Kaname was boring on a good day and tedious on a bad one; the description altered to agitating when he spied her chatting away with a young sergeant on a metal bench; he refused to believe that he could be jealous of a teenage girl or possessive over what was supposed to have been a fling.
23) Hands: He jumped at the sudden pressure on his hand, too startled to protest as warm fingers twined with his own; his wide eyes were met with a nonchalant, “Something the matter, Kashim?” and a cheeky grin.
24) Taste: If he had to, he would say that Gauron tasted like smoke and chocolate; Gauron had, for the sole sake of personal amusement, considered telling Kashim he tasted of a bizarre blend of gunpowder and vanilla.
25) Devotion: He knows that someone like Gauron has no loyalties; that doesn’t stop the sick, hurt feeling he gets when the man seizes control of the De Danaan and takes the Captain and Kaname hostage.
26) Forever: Gauron’s last words- I love you, Kashim- haunt him; on the nights he can’t force himself to sleep, he wondered if he’d ever be able to forget them.
27) Blood: He doesn’t remember most of his dreams, but the ones he can are absolutely colorless; the most recent was also the most disturbing- everything was varying shades of grey, the people he knew waking motionless, Melissa staring at him eerily, silvery eyes wide; he turned around and Gauron was there, splashed with brilliant crimson; bleeding violently, the man stalked forward, grinning widely, “I love you”; after that, he’s glad he doesn’t remember most of his dreams.
28) Sickness: Chidori’s frigid scowl softened at the harsh cough, a sigh soon following as she forced the ill Sousuke to leave school; reluctantly lying down, Sousuke feverishly wondered if she would have been as kind if she had known Gauron had had the same thing a few days prior.
29) Melody: The perky, mellow hum emitting from Gauron’s mouth both horrified and bemused him; at his odd expression, the terrorist simply shrugged, “American song”.
30) Star: He reached his first orgasm with Gauron’s slick tongue against his own and electric blue and silver stars flaring behind his eyes.
31) Home: There are only two people alive who knew him as a child; though he knows he shouldn’t, he can’t help going to Gauron, intent on recapturing something he’d lost long ago.
32) Confusion: Kaname’s bewildered eyes drifted from Kurz’s panicked face to Melissa, who was equally exasperated, to Sousuke’s pale and withdrawn expression; she remembered seeing Gauron dragged to a cell and wondered why things just wouldn’t fit together.
33) Fear: The anxiety buzzed around the edges of his consciousness, sending tremors through the tendons of his fingers; rough hands skimming over his flushed skin, his fear of discovery is forgotten until, getting dressed, it grows stronger with a sense of shame.
34) Lightning/Thunder: Gauron’s parting words cast his vision into a whitewash, draining away all color in a burning flash; though the submarine was rather subdued after everything was finished, the cackling voice still seemed deafening.
35) Bonds: “Do you love him?”- He starts at the abrupt question, turning to stare at Kurz’s intent expression- “If not, what the hell is keeping you stuck on him!?”; the unbroken silence shows that he’s just as clueless as Kurz.
36) Market: The canned crab meat nearly fell from suddenly limp fingers, only saved by worn reflexes; dark eyes narrowed uneasily, he tried to spot the secretive figure again; when he found nothing, he convinced himself that world class assassins wouldn’t be skulking around Japanese supermarkets.
37) Technology: The knowledge extracted from the Whispered has the possibility of being infinite; the Armed Slaves equipped with the LAMBDA driver show both the success and limits of such advanced mechanics- the technology still heavily relies on the minds of the pilots; nothing can overcome mental instability and emotional attachments.
38) Gift: Kaname’s presence is something he’s not quite sure how to deal with; when being near to her makes him feel calm, he’s grateful that she was so close when things had fallen apart.
39) Smile: Tessa had made it a habit to watch Sagara when the sergeant was sure no one was watching him; though her stealth left much to be desired, she did manage to see things she was positive he was trying to hide, such as his confusion around Chidori, or the closeness of his unit; still, she can’t hide her disappointment when she spies him smiling softly, staring blankly out one of the submarine’s windows; the soft expression held no connection to anyone she’d ever observed him with, so she could only speculate and she reached her conclusion after the last battle with Gauron.
40) Innocence: He’s a seasoned combatant, but he still doesn’t believe in inherent evil; Gauron quietly laughs to himself at the boy’s naiveté, plotting darkly to show Kashim just how vile people can be.
41) Completion: Just after Kashim stomped away, lips still an angry red from the violent kiss, the man hiding in an alcove finally stepped forward; the man grinned widely, white teeth flashing, “You two deserve each other”; later, the man’s body is found with four of his pearly white teeth missing.
42) Clouds: The clouds were blotches of white in bright blue, drifting lazily in random swirls; the blood continues to spill from his wounds as he lies next to the wreckage of the AS, his pain-dulled eyes lazily following the pattern of white fluff; the surrealism lasts even as a familiar face looms closer, colors spiraling as his body is lifted from the dirt.
43) Sky: The twisted metal looms against the drab landscape, glinting in the fierce afternoon sun; he finds Kashim amongst the debris, gazing vacantly at the gaping blue sky; that same sky darkens to violets and oranges as he drops the fool at the nearest town, smoking in the lobby of a nearby hotel as the bewildered hospital staff rush into action.
44) Heaven: Once, out of his mind with a heavy dosage of pain killers and antibiotics, his mind whirled into an imaginary world; there, he was carefree, never having witnessed wars or real combat; Kurz and Melissa are just as innocent and Kaname is there to bring extra cheer; the thing that most startles him when he regains rationality is that Gauron had been there as well, smiling brightly as he held him.
45) Hell: He woke up groggy, his senses bogged down with drowsiness; the uncharacteristic lethargy instantly invokes caution, his skin tingling with hypersensitivity as he tries to adjust; his composure vanishes at the warmth sinking into his back, jumbled shards of memory returning; he clenches his eyes closed as the knowledge flashes across his conscious- last night had actually happened.
46) Sun: The sun reflecting off the metal of the AS momentarily blinded him, his features twisting into a pained grimace; after the colors returned, he was greeted with the sight of the terrorist sitting on the transport vehicle, smirking idly to himself; in an odd mood, he almost expects the man’s figure to waver, falling away into the shimmers cast by the desert sand.
47) Moon: The moon is high in the night sky when he makes his way back to the team’s apartment, the crescent following his movements with critical attention; the silvery light exposes his lonely, apprehensive expression as he makes his way inside, trembling in both fear and the remembrance of lingering touches.
48) Waves: He stood on the beach, intense gaze focused on the waves the sea crashed against the sandy shore; he was here despite constant reassurances, chilled by the idea that he could spot a corpse at the ocean’s mercy.
49) Hair: When Kashim is lulled into sleep after thorough activity, he can’t stop his fingers from gliding through the strands of his dark brown hair; casually dismissing the caring gesture, he twines his fingers deeper into the texture and settles down into slumber.
50) Supernova: Their relationship was based on tumultuous foundations, constantly battered by morals and desire; Gauron’s betrayal rends apart their bonds, exploding their shared history into a twist of tainted exchange and regretted confessions.
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1) Comfort: He welcomed Kaname’s angry explosions, as they consumed his attention; her fury didn’t leave him the time to ponder on the marks Gauron had left on his sanity.
2) Kiss: Sousuke was left reeling after their first kiss, his wrists aching from confinement and his lips tingling with heat as throaty laughter burrowed into his mind.
3) Soft: Gauron’s hands are calloused with years of battle; his experience is present in the harsh way he treats his Kashim’s confession; the boy should have known better than to expect kindness.
4) Pain: Sharp white exploded behind his eyes at the sound of crushed steel, Melissa’s AS destroyed by cruel hands; Gauron’s taunting inspired a blaze so hot that the sparking anger was painful.
5) Potatoes: A late night rendezvous makes him miss an engagement with Chidori; as he’s forced to peel potatoes, he resolves to reevaluate the people in his life.
6) Rain: The sudden onslaught of the storm suits his somber mood, echoing the dark glaze in his stare; a dull wince spreads over his tense features as the drops sting his face, whispers of I love you, Kashim searing in the wind.
7) Chocolate: Sousuke’s eyes nervously follow the path of nimble fingers, silvery foil paring in a slow crawl; popping a piece of chocolate in his mouth, Gauron’s suggestive smirk earns a flushed mercenary.
8) Happiness: He is content here, Kaname at his side as they fish, and he carefully keeps the previous day far away from his thoughts; he won’t allow himself to brood on the enigmatic parting gesture.
9) Telephone: Gauron’s voice is static, calmly pursuing the awkward topic; with shaking whitened fingers the phone is slammed back onto its cradle, innocently cutting off the terrorist’s words.
10) Ears: Warm breaths puff over the rim of his ear, each exhale of the man behind him slightly blowing strands of his hair; after a weird chuckle, the man purposely moves forward, his lips brushing where his breath had hovered; he jerks away and ignores the twisting in the depths of his stomach.
11) Name: The drug-induced, blurred haze gradually drifted away, coherency soon following; he endures the cheerful exclamation of “Sousuke!” though a distant part of him had expected- hoped for- the drawl of “Kashim”.
12) Sensual: Teeth dragged across the base of his neck, fingertips dug possessively into the small of his back; shivering, he unconsciously bared his neck, wanting it to not be happening, wanting it to be someone else, not wanting it to stop.
13) Death: He defines their relationship through levels of fatality; so far, he reigns master over Kashim; they’ll only be equal when facing each other for the final time, death inevitably claiming them both.
14) Sex: Kurz laughed and said it was great; Melissa blinked when he brought it up, then snickered and slapped him across the back, “Way to go Sousuke!”; Chidori turned various shades of red before smacking him on the head with her paper fan; Gauron just smirked and proceeded to show him just what it was all about.
15) Touch: Depending on the situation, his touch can be many things- murderous, painful, gentle- and the people involved also affect his behavior; Kashim is the only person- still living- that has felt almost all the different aspects of his touch.
16) Weakness: Kaname’s resting in her room, exhausted after the ordeal; he’s still awake, the sparse number of still working staff congratulating him on his earlier profanity; he pays them little mind, instead mindlessly walking to the site of the battle- he can still fell the clash of emotions, dulled by the last few hours, and he does his best not to acknowledge the raw feeling burning in his throat.
17) Tears: The alcohol saps away his inhibitions, drawing out the vulnerable ball of emotions rotting in the back of his mind; Kurz is there to stem the flow of sobs, telling himself that Sousuke wasn’t murmuring about how “that bastard was lying, he didn’t mean it”; he also told himself that his friend didn’t want Gauron to have meant it.
18) Speed: Thinking about it always made him chuckle; he wondered if Kashim considered how fast things had gone; he had a felling the boy just denied it all.
19) Wind: Sand was everywhere, even ripped about by the slightest breeze; Grey watched Sousuke where he was seated away from them, stiff profile unaffected by the stirred sediment; she continued to observe him as he told them about the massacre that had occurred years before and she got the notion that the hollowness in his voice came from more than just the loss.
20) Freedom: Kaname’s glare darkened at the uncharacteristic shadows on Sousuke’s face, her fingers curling into anxious fists; even dead, that damn Gauron still messed with their lives; it pissed her off that Sousuke couldn’t seem to free himself from the terrorist’s influence.
21) Life: Chidori’s control of the submarine saved all of their lives; repeatedly slamming metal limbs into the flight deck, he could only think about Gauron’s end, wondering why the man had said the things he’d said and why Gauron had wanted to end their lives together.
22) Jealousy: Stalking Chidori Kaname was boring on a good day and tedious on a bad one; the description altered to agitating when he spied her chatting away with a young sergeant on a metal bench; he refused to believe that he could be jealous of a teenage girl or possessive over what was supposed to have been a fling.
23) Hands: He jumped at the sudden pressure on his hand, too startled to protest as warm fingers twined with his own; his wide eyes were met with a nonchalant, “Something the matter, Kashim?” and a cheeky grin.
24) Taste: If he had to, he would say that Gauron tasted like smoke and chocolate; Gauron had, for the sole sake of personal amusement, considered telling Kashim he tasted of a bizarre blend of gunpowder and vanilla.
25) Devotion: He knows that someone like Gauron has no loyalties; that doesn’t stop the sick, hurt feeling he gets when the man seizes control of the De Danaan and takes the Captain and Kaname hostage.
26) Forever: Gauron’s last words- I love you, Kashim- haunt him; on the nights he can’t force himself to sleep, he wondered if he’d ever be able to forget them.
27) Blood: He doesn’t remember most of his dreams, but the ones he can are absolutely colorless; the most recent was also the most disturbing- everything was varying shades of grey, the people he knew waking motionless, Melissa staring at him eerily, silvery eyes wide; he turned around and Gauron was there, splashed with brilliant crimson; bleeding violently, the man stalked forward, grinning widely, “I love you”; after that, he’s glad he doesn’t remember most of his dreams.
28) Sickness: Chidori’s frigid scowl softened at the harsh cough, a sigh soon following as she forced the ill Sousuke to leave school; reluctantly lying down, Sousuke feverishly wondered if she would have been as kind if she had known Gauron had had the same thing a few days prior.
29) Melody: The perky, mellow hum emitting from Gauron’s mouth both horrified and bemused him; at his odd expression, the terrorist simply shrugged, “American song”.
30) Star: He reached his first orgasm with Gauron’s slick tongue against his own and electric blue and silver stars flaring behind his eyes.
31) Home: There are only two people alive who knew him as a child; though he knows he shouldn’t, he can’t help going to Gauron, intent on recapturing something he’d lost long ago.
32) Confusion: Kaname’s bewildered eyes drifted from Kurz’s panicked face to Melissa, who was equally exasperated, to Sousuke’s pale and withdrawn expression; she remembered seeing Gauron dragged to a cell and wondered why things just wouldn’t fit together.
33) Fear: The anxiety buzzed around the edges of his consciousness, sending tremors through the tendons of his fingers; rough hands skimming over his flushed skin, his fear of discovery is forgotten until, getting dressed, it grows stronger with a sense of shame.
34) Lightning/Thunder: Gauron’s parting words cast his vision into a whitewash, draining away all color in a burning flash; though the submarine was rather subdued after everything was finished, the cackling voice still seemed deafening.
35) Bonds: “Do you love him?”- He starts at the abrupt question, turning to stare at Kurz’s intent expression- “If not, what the hell is keeping you stuck on him!?”; the unbroken silence shows that he’s just as clueless as Kurz.
36) Market: The canned crab meat nearly fell from suddenly limp fingers, only saved by worn reflexes; dark eyes narrowed uneasily, he tried to spot the secretive figure again; when he found nothing, he convinced himself that world class assassins wouldn’t be skulking around Japanese supermarkets.
37) Technology: The knowledge extracted from the Whispered has the possibility of being infinite; the Armed Slaves equipped with the LAMBDA driver show both the success and limits of such advanced mechanics- the technology still heavily relies on the minds of the pilots; nothing can overcome mental instability and emotional attachments.
38) Gift: Kaname’s presence is something he’s not quite sure how to deal with; when being near to her makes him feel calm, he’s grateful that she was so close when things had fallen apart.
39) Smile: Tessa had made it a habit to watch Sagara when the sergeant was sure no one was watching him; though her stealth left much to be desired, she did manage to see things she was positive he was trying to hide, such as his confusion around Chidori, or the closeness of his unit; still, she can’t hide her disappointment when she spies him smiling softly, staring blankly out one of the submarine’s windows; the soft expression held no connection to anyone she’d ever observed him with, so she could only speculate and she reached her conclusion after the last battle with Gauron.
40) Innocence: He’s a seasoned combatant, but he still doesn’t believe in inherent evil; Gauron quietly laughs to himself at the boy’s naiveté, plotting darkly to show Kashim just how vile people can be.
41) Completion: Just after Kashim stomped away, lips still an angry red from the violent kiss, the man hiding in an alcove finally stepped forward; the man grinned widely, white teeth flashing, “You two deserve each other”; later, the man’s body is found with four of his pearly white teeth missing.
42) Clouds: The clouds were blotches of white in bright blue, drifting lazily in random swirls; the blood continues to spill from his wounds as he lies next to the wreckage of the AS, his pain-dulled eyes lazily following the pattern of white fluff; the surrealism lasts even as a familiar face looms closer, colors spiraling as his body is lifted from the dirt.
43) Sky: The twisted metal looms against the drab landscape, glinting in the fierce afternoon sun; he finds Kashim amongst the debris, gazing vacantly at the gaping blue sky; that same sky darkens to violets and oranges as he drops the fool at the nearest town, smoking in the lobby of a nearby hotel as the bewildered hospital staff rush into action.
44) Heaven: Once, out of his mind with a heavy dosage of pain killers and antibiotics, his mind whirled into an imaginary world; there, he was carefree, never having witnessed wars or real combat; Kurz and Melissa are just as innocent and Kaname is there to bring extra cheer; the thing that most startles him when he regains rationality is that Gauron had been there as well, smiling brightly as he held him.
45) Hell: He woke up groggy, his senses bogged down with drowsiness; the uncharacteristic lethargy instantly invokes caution, his skin tingling with hypersensitivity as he tries to adjust; his composure vanishes at the warmth sinking into his back, jumbled shards of memory returning; he clenches his eyes closed as the knowledge flashes across his conscious- last night had actually happened.
46) Sun: The sun reflecting off the metal of the AS momentarily blinded him, his features twisting into a pained grimace; after the colors returned, he was greeted with the sight of the terrorist sitting on the transport vehicle, smirking idly to himself; in an odd mood, he almost expects the man’s figure to waver, falling away into the shimmers cast by the desert sand.
47) Moon: The moon is high in the night sky when he makes his way back to the team’s apartment, the crescent following his movements with critical attention; the silvery light exposes his lonely, apprehensive expression as he makes his way inside, trembling in both fear and the remembrance of lingering touches.
48) Waves: He stood on the beach, intense gaze focused on the waves the sea crashed against the sandy shore; he was here despite constant reassurances, chilled by the idea that he could spot a corpse at the ocean’s mercy.
49) Hair: When Kashim is lulled into sleep after thorough activity, he can’t stop his fingers from gliding through the strands of his dark brown hair; casually dismissing the caring gesture, he twines his fingers deeper into the texture and settles down into slumber.
50) Supernova: Their relationship was based on tumultuous foundations, constantly battered by morals and desire; Gauron’s betrayal rends apart their bonds, exploding their shared history into a twist of tainted exchange and regretted confessions.