I demand that you write me fanfic!

[minka_g]

Stolen from sin_of_pride

Rules:
1. Visit the master list, select your favourite 100
2. Post your favourite 100 behind a cut in your LJ (or if you can’t pick 100, as many as you can without going over)
3. Your f-list’s job is to write you “comment pr0n” for your favourites. (Or, in my case cause I am feeling overly violent and annoyed, “comment battle”

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[ryuushinikaru]

Okay, I told you I suck at this. But at your insistence, here is the itty bitty little thing. Enjoy.

The sound of concrete shattering above his head was a definite indication to get moving again. Bullets were eating at the stone pillar just inches away from his face. In the last possible second, Hazuki jerked to the right and rolled out of the way of the oncoming barrage. He had finally run out of space to hide when the ringing of gunfire suddenly ceased. The sound of a gun clicking empty echoed through the parking garage.

With his Browning Hi-Power clutched in a shaking hand, Hazuki climbed to his feet and stepped out into clear view of his opponent. He knew who was firing at him. And yet he couldn’t quite conceal the jerk that ran through his body at the sight of Yusuke; standing only a few yards away with an empty gun pointed in his direction.

How had things gone so terribly wrong?

Only hours before he’d been asleep in his bed with Yusuke curled against his chest; his lover’s breathing a comforting tickle along his throat.

Now he was raising his gun, taking aim before Yusuke could reload and end this little stalemate for good. But Hazuki’s finger hesitated on the trigger. Tears traced down Yusuke’s cheeks, doing nothing to soften the look of determination in his eyes. His lover’s voice barely carried across the short distance.

“I’m sorry…”

[minka_g]

Dear god woman! I want to know what happened and why it is happening! I think I should demand kindly ask for more...

But, as promised...