[fanfic] Fic meme time!

May 12, 2009 02:04

It's time for a fic meme! Stolen from redbrunja : Write 10 different categories of fic, in as few words as possible.

I fail at the 'few words' thing; also, obscure crossovers ftw. Some of these were pretty tough, particularly for SasoSaku. This is my first time really writing SaiSaku; it was fun, I want to write more for this adorable pairing. :)

Sasori x Sakura

1. Angst:

He did not, in the end, kill her, but the detached look in his eyes when he abandoned her broken body in that clearing made her wish that he had.

2. AU:

Sakura was captivated as the exquisitely dressed redheaded doll stepped forwards and elegantly bowed before her.

“Happy birthday, my dearest daughter,” the king said with an indulgent smile.

3. Crack:

Sakura's eyebrow twitched as the 8-year-old Sasori stuck his tongue out at her. Chiyo had clearly been blinded by grandmotherly love when she'd described him as a perfect little angel.

4. Crossover:

“30,000 friends?” asked Sakura.

“Yes,” replied the blank-faced girl. “If Key makes 30,000 friends, Key will become a real girl.”

Sasori studied Key impassively for a long moment. “Are you certain you're not better off as you are now, little girl?”

5. First Time:

“Well, you bastard? Aren't you going to kill me and get it over with already instead of just staring?” Sakura snarled, struggling against the metal coils of Sasori's stomach cable that were wrapped around her.

“No,” he replied, and gave her the shock of her life by crushing his lips against hers.

6. Fluff:

“I'll be wearing this for the festival tomorrow,” Sakura said, twirling around so that Sasori could clearly see how perfectly the green yukata accentuated her feminine charms. “What do you think?”

“Sasori?” she prompted after a moment, snapping him out of his daze.

“...It suits you.” He averted his eyes, silently thankful that he was no longer capable of ridiculous displays like blushing.

7. Humor:

“Sasori, you said your puppet body is better than the original, right?” Sakura asked innocently.

“Naturally, this body is my eternal masterpiece.”

“I was just wondering what kind of improvements you made,” she said, flicking her eyes downwards, a sly smirk tugging at her lips.

“Don't mock my greatest work of art with such insinuations, you vulgar girl,” he said hastily, bristling. “Ridiculous.”

8. Hurt/Comfort:

“I couldn't save them,” she sobbed, wrapping her arms around herself to ward off the chill that seemed to emanate from within just as much as she sensed it without. As she expected, he said nothing.

However, she wasn't expecting to be enveloped in warmth when he silently wrapped his heavy silk cloak around her.

9. Smut:

“Please,” she finally begged, her eyes never leaving his when he at last leaned down and parted his smirking lips to lap leisurely at her clit like a cat savoring a bowl of cream.

10. UST:

“You really need to learn some manners,” he said with a scowl, dodging her chakra-enhanced kick.

“And I suppose you'd be willing to teach them to me, right?” she shot back. However, when she swung her fist at him he slipped aside and grasped her wrist, twisting it behind her back.

“No, but there are plenty of other things I wouldn't mind teaching you, little girl,” he purred close to her ear.

Sai x Sakura

1. Angst:

When he saw the katana pierce her chest, he raced forwards blindly; with every step he took closer to her crumpled form, a sickening hollowness that he didn't understand grew within him, the same sensation that had filled his body when his brother had died.

2. AU:

“Greetings, milady,” said the dark-haired youth with a bow. “My name is Sai. I was sent here by my master to paint the loveliest maiden in Florence.”

Sakura blushed.

“Where is she?” he asked, peering around the room. “I've yet to meet any girl matching that description in this household.”

“You'll be painting me, sir,” she ground out, scowling.

“Oh, I see,” said Sai thoughtfully. “Well, Master Gai always was one for hyperbole.”

3. Crack:

“You're even louder than usual today, Ugly. Is there a problem?” asked Sai with an overly pleasant smile.

“A problem?” Her laugh had a tinge of hysteria. “Oh yeah, I do have just a little bit of a problem this morning, Sai.”

“Here, what the hell, see for yourself!” she said, and pulled down her shorts.

He looked vaguely impressed. “Well, when I told Dickless before that you outclassed him I was just trying to foster team camaraderie, but I guess you really do have a bigger penis than he does, Ugly.”

4. Crossover:

“Why, with your talent added to our circle, we'd be unstoppable! The world of doujinshi would fall at the feet of Brother 2...no, Brother 3!” declared Taishi grandly, swinging his arm around Sai's shoulder. “What say you, my brother?”

“World of doujinshi?” scoffed Sakura. “This is stupid.”

“Tell me about it,” Mizuki said with a disgusted sigh.

5. First Time:

Sai furrowed his brow. “The relationship manual that I consulted did not contain details on this subject, Ugly.”

Sakura sighed. “Typical. First of all, try using my name. 'Ugly' kind of ruins the mood.”

“Secondly, the clitoris is here,” she said, guiding his hand impatiently.

6. Fluff:

“Happy anniversary, Sakura,” Sai said, holding out a mewling, ink-black kitten with a white ribbon around its neck.

It looked just like the one he had sketched for her right before their first kiss all those years ago.

7. Humor:

“No.”

“But Ugly, you did say that you were interested in modeling for me.”

“Do I look like the kind of girl that would pose for Icha Icha book illustrations?!” she snapped.

“Not exactly,” he conceded. “But I can always make your forehead smaller and your breasts larg-”

8. Hurt/Comfort:

Sakura pressed her glowing hands gently against his side, deftly mending his shattered ribs. “Why didn't you dodge that? You idiot, I could have killed you! Sometimes I think you let yourself get hit on purpose, Sai.”

She was too busy fussing worriedly over him to notice his brief genuine smile.

9. Smut:

It was something he as yet had been unable to do justice to in his paintings, her beauty when she rode him like this. The way her neck curved gracefully when she threw her head back; how she bit her lip when he fondled her breasts; the intense hunger that burned in her eyes as she slid up and down, faster and faster, racing towards release. Her sublime face when she climaxed was one he suspected he'd never have the skill to capture with ink and paper.

10. UST:

Her eyes always drifted downwards, sooner or later. Pale, defined, and glistening with a light sheen of sweat from their sparring, she was mesmerized by the expanse of his abs that was exposed by that ridiculous half-shirt of his. She had an overwhelming urge to find out what they would feel like, rippling and flexing, under her lips if she slid them down his torso.

sasosaku, memes, key the metal idol, sai, naruto, saisaku, fanfiction, comic party, sasori, sakura, smut, crossovers

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