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Because it's still the year of the rabbit, and rabbits go at it almost year-round! ;D ;D ;D
This is an anon fic meme, so all you need to do is fill out the following:
Who I want:
How I want it:
To porn or not to porn:Done with your fundraising fics and need something else to write? There are only a couple of rules ( Read more... )
Ueda Tatsuya stood still staring towards his opponent, raising his bruised and bloodied hand to his split lip, brushing the tips of his fingers against the swollen side of his mouth. Dark eyes never leaving the face of the man directly across from him, spitting out the blood that had gathered inside his mouth before lunging, delicate looking hands moving quickly as they connected to the others face. The loud cheers of his friends urging him on as he dodges a punch, kicking his leg out and knocking his opponent to the ground, quickly jumping on top of him; fist coming into contact with the other mans side, a sickening crack reached his ears. Using the new position he was in to throw a few more punches, stomach churning as the taste of metallic hit his tongue, fist coming into contact with the other mans skull once more. Rolling off of the other man and breathing heavily, wincing as he forced himself to a standing position, turning his head slightly and spitting out more of the blood that was continuing to gather in his mouth.
"Your boys touch Ryo or any of my other friends, I'll fucking kill you. Get off my turf and go home Koyama," He said as he started walking away, ignoring the concerned look of his friends and shoving them away as they moved to help him, hissing at the resulting sting in his lip after he had run his tongue across it.
Ueda fell into the chair at their hang out, eyes falling shut as he let out a deep sigh, body jolting as a cold cloth was pressed firmly against his lower lip. He opened his eyes slightly and then closed them again, growling softly when the pressure on his lip slowly intensified, opening his eyes into narrow slits as the dull ache began.
"Sorry Tatsuya. I have to make sure it doesn't get infected. Wouldn't want it to scar would you?" Nakamaru asks, continuing to dab at the cut.
"Yeah because that's the kind of shit I worry about. I'm not a fucking girl. Get off me, will you?" Ueda asked, sighing loudly when Nakamaru ignored him and continued cleaning the cut, rolling his eyes he looked around the room to see the other occupants.
"Ueda! The Eighters are here! They want to talk to you right away," Tamamori exclaimed rushing into the room, Kitayama hot on his heels, both men panting after having run.
"Why the hell are they here? Did one of you idiots cross onto their turf and start a fight again?" Ueda asked, shoving Nakamaru's hands away and standing, when nobody answered him he shook his head and walked outside; eyes narrowing once he saw every member from The Eighters standing infront of his property.
"Ueda,"
"Yokoyama. Looking for a fight?" Ueda asks, amusement playing in his voice as he crossed his arms across his broad chest.
"Not today no. I want Ryo to join us. But seeing as how he follows your every word, I want you to tell him to join us. In return we'll stop the fights between our gangs," Yokoyama said, smirking at Ueda.
"I wouldn't join you if I were dying of cancer and you guys held the only cure. Get the fuck out of here," Ryo said, walking out of the building calmly, stopping and standing next to Ueda; his eyes roaming over each of Yokoyama's men.
"Don't be like that Ryo. You know you'd get to fight a lot more and have a bigger say in the way we do things. You could say you'd be the second leader. What do you say?" Yokoyama asks, his dark eyes bright and shining with mischief.
Ueda turns his eyes on Ryo, who snorts and and narrows his eyes in Yokoyama's direction. "I told you already. There's no fucking way. There's nothing you can do to get me to join. I don't really feel the need to prance around in rainbowy outfits. Would ruin my reputation," Ryo turned and walked back inside, leaving Ueda alone to deal with The Eighters.
"You heard him. Now unless you want to get your asses kicked, I suggest you get off my property and go back to your side of town where you belong," Ueda said calmly, not waiting for a reply and turning and walking back inside his building.
I'll be back with the remaing parts once I get home.
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lololol Ueda <3333
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"Damn it Kamenashi. I am not joining Yoko. Fuck off you egotistical little bitch. You aren't getting anything of mine," Ryo spat, glaring at where Kamenashi was sitting.
"Is that why Yokoyama came? To try and get Ryo? That's new. I don't think they've ever willingly gone around asking. Usually they just sit back and let the people come to them,"
"Shut the fuck up! God I can't help it that every other gang around here wants me. Everyone knows Osakans are the best," Ryo said, smug expression on his face, Ueda snorted from the corner where Nakamaru was back attending to his injuries.
"Yeah Ryo. Must be why you're still fucking Shige. Osakans do it best after all," Ueda threw in, smirking at the way Ryo paled, sighing he pushed Nakamaru away and headed for the door. "I'm going home. Try not to kill each other or burn down the building." Nodding at Nakamaru before he exited the building.
Ueda hummed softly to himself as he walked down the deserted street, pausing when he noticed a few of the Eighters throwing someone against the brick wall of an apartment complex, creeping closer silently; mouth falling open slightly when he realized it was Koyama that the Eighters were attacking. Ueda looked back down the darkened street from where he had come, turning back around to watch the fight silently, eyes falling back onto where Koyama was trying to fight back unsuccessfully.
"Well fuck," He murmered, shaking his head and heading towards the Eighters and Koyama, walking up silently behind Subaru before raising his fist and connecting it with the back of the older mans head. "You shouldn't all gang up on one person. Its just cruel you know and very unprofessional." He smirked when Subaru turned.
"What the fu- Ueda? This doesn't concern you. Get out of here," Subaru spat, hands coming up to grip the collar of Ueda's shirt.
"I'm not scared of you. It may not concern me, but its still unfair for the four of you to attack him. He can't fight worth a shit anyway," He replied, calmly pulling Subaru's fingers away from his shirt, eyes drifting to the side to stare at where Koyama was held up by Hina and Yasu; blood dripping down his chin and falling-- staining the pavement.
"You don't have the rest of your gang here to back you up either. You're really as stupid as he is, thinking you can take us all on by yourself," Subara stated, shoving Ueda back a bit.
"Says the one who has to use three people to help take on one. Really Subaru. What would Yokoyama say?" Ueda asked, fake sympathy creeping into his voice, eyes falling back onto Koyama; sighing softly as he realized Koyama probably wouldn't be able to stand on his own much longer.
"I'm tired of this. Lets just go its not worth it. Yoko got what he wanted,"
Ueda barely managed to catch Koyama when Yasuda shoved the taller man forward, he remained silent as he watched the three from Eighters retreat, once he lost sight of them he pushed Koyama away and began walking the opposite direction of the Eighters.
"Wait! Ueda I can't get home on my own," Koyama called out, voice weak and tired sounding, Ueda sighed and stopped walking.
"Better call one of your boys then Koyama. I'm out," Ueda replied, throwing a look over his shoulder, continuing to walk and ignoring the way Koyama's eyes pleaded with him for help. "Fuck. Damn it Koyama you owe me." He hissed, turning back around and helping Koyama to his feet, continuing to walk towards his apartment with Koyama limping next to him.
Ueda let Koyama fall down onto the couch once inside his apartment, ignoring the pained yelp the taller man let out and heading for the bathroom. "I'm taking a shower. Clean your own injuries and if you plan on staying here there are some clothes in the spare room that Kame left. They might fit. Don't touch anything else," Ueda said, without turning to look at Koyama, disappearing behind the bathroom door.
(Sorry this is taking so long. I didn't know Yankee fic was so hard to write. @_@. One final part should be posted soon!)
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I love you.
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Ueda stepped out of the bathroom, hot steam following him, gripping the towel wrapped around his waist lightly as he stared at where Koyama still sat; injuries cleaned and bandaged this time. Ueda just stared at Koyama when the taller man finally turned and looked in his direction, rolling his eyes when Koyama's face flushed and watched in silent amusement as the other quickly covered his face with his hands.
"Please put on some clothes!" Koyama squeaked, continuing to hide behind his hands.
"Get over yourself. Its my apartment and I can walk around naked if I choose to. You can always go home. Let your mother deal with you and your injuries," He replied calmly, falling down onto the couch, sighing contently and rolling his head towards Koyama; smirking when he caught Koyama staring. "Ah, So that's how it is." Ueda mumbled before standing and letting the towel fall to the floor, placing himself in Koyama's lap, hands against his shoulders.
Slowly Ueda rocked his hips, pressing down against Koyama and feeling his arousal, he couldn't help the smirk that crossed his lips. Letting his right hand fall to Koyama's lap, quickly undoing the belt before slipping his hand inside the baggy pants.
"U-Ueda! What are you doing?" Koyama asked, head falling back against the couch when Ueda's hand gripped his length, moaning lowly as he began to move his thumbs in slow circles against Ueda's bare hip.
"You ask really stupid questions. Shut up for once will you?" Ueda asked, pressing his thumb against the leaking slit of Koyama's cock, grinning at the low mewl Koyama let out.
"Please. Ueda," Koyama gasped out, arching into Ueda's hand as he gripped the pale hips tighter, eyes falling shut as he moaned again.
"Please what? What do you want me to do? Tell me," Ueda whispered, breath coming in hot puffs against Koyama's ear, rolling his hips forward and pressing down against Koyama; moaning softly into Koyama's ear.
"Fuck me. Please. Just fuck me,"
Ueda got off of Koyama and walked into his bedroom, digging through one of the drawers of his dresser, pulling out a condom and a small bottle of lotion. He paused at the end of the couch and stared at Koyama lazily stroking himself, he placed the condom on the table before crawling over Koyama, swatting his hand away from his cock. Propped up on his knees as he poured some lotion onto his hand before circling the puckered hole with his index finger, leaning down and pressing his mouth against Koyama's, slipping his tongue into the others moist cavern as his index finger slid inside. He felt Koyama tense as the second finger slid in, Ueda sucked lightly on Koyama's lower lip, pushing his fingers in and out in a scissoring motion. Using his free hand to gently push one of Koyama's legs up and out of the way as he quickly pushed a third finger into the awaiting tightness, pressing light kisses to the underside of Koyama's jaw, his own cock twitching when Koyama moaned and pushed down against the fingers inside him. Ueda pulled his fingers out once he deemed Koyama prepared enough, quickly ripping open the condom and rolling it down his erection, pouring some more lotion into his hands and coating himself with it; gripping Koyama's hips and nudging the red twitching hold with the tip of his cock.
"Its okay. Just relax," Ueda murmered against Koyama's lips, a low growl erupting from deep in his chest as he pushed the tip of his sheathed cock into Koyama's body, hands gripping tan hips tightly as he fought the resistance of muscle while continuing to push inside. Eyes falling shut once he was completely buried inside, stilling for a few minutes to allow Koyama to adjust to the intrusion, his entire body shaking as he tried to remain still.
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"Touch me. Please. Fucking touch me before I die," Koyama moaned, grabbing for Ueda's hand and dragging it from his hip to his cock, arching against the touching and moaning again.
"Come for me Keii," Ueda whispered against Koyama's ear, teeth scraping against the earlobe as he continued to pull Koyama off, fast and hard in time with his own thrusts; moaning at the tightness as Koyama came with a gutteral moan over his fingers, pushing through the tightened muscle a few more thrusts before he came as well.
Silently Ueda pulled out, trashed the condom and walked on unsteady feet to the bathroom, coming back out a few moments later with a clean towel and cleaning Koyama's stomach. Fingers trailing over the crescent shaped marks on both sides of his hips, turning to stare at the closed door when someone began banging on it, growling he got up and walked to the door; flinging it open and smirking when Shige yelped and turned around looking at the wall, Ryo rolled his eyes and stared at Ueda.
"See something you like Ryo?" Ueda asked, mock innocence lacing his voice.
"Plan on giving it to me if I say I do?" Ryo asked, grinning when Shige's hand gripped his arm tightly.
"What the fuck do you want. I was in the middle of something,"
"Shige finished with the books, we came to give you the money, but you seem busy so.. Is that Koyama?" Ryo asked, eyes widening when he saw Koyama try to sneak into the bathroom.
"Koyama?" Shige turned around quickly, face flushing bright red before he covered his face and groaned loudly. "Please tell me.. You did not just have sex with him."
"Why lie? Go away. Were busy. Keep the money. Take Shige somewhere nice with it, he seems traumatized," Ueda said, slamming the door in their faces before turning and advancing on Koyama, dragging the taller man into the bathroom and into the shower.
(Can I say how sorry I am for this? ;A;)
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As much as I love lam porn though, it's kind of sudden. Like, "Oh I'm naked and a dick, what you like my body, I'll sex you up, sure!" I'm giving you points for somehow coming up with Ueda/Koyama, cause that's different; and I keep laughing at Koyama supposedly being any kind of a badass. Though, half way through the porn I found myself wondering "Where the fuck are his parents???"
..........What money? Where did this money come from??? What the fuck? Not that I don't find the end amusing, and it did answer my question (I'm pretty sure) but what money?
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