Ten Sentences [Various Fandoms; PG]
Title: The Course of a Life
Author: doumeki
Fandom: Crisis Core: Final Fantasy VII
Rating: PG
Genre: Gen, Romance
Characters/Pairing: Zack, Cloud, Angeal, Sephiroth, Aerith
Wordcount: 312
Disclaimer: I couldn't create something this messed up if I tried. Just playing with them. ^_^
A/N: Written for aoyagi
Male Bonding “This,” Cloud says as he dodges yet another bullet, “isn’t what I had in mind when I suggested hanging out.”
Dinner He’s not sure why, but, as they sit around Genesis’ table and eat, Angeal feels that this is the last time they’ll truly be together.
Hair Gel Sephiroth eyes the bottle warily - Angeal suggested it as a way to keep his bangs where he wants them at all times - and picks it up, pouring a bit of the contents into his hand to style his hair.
Church He doesn’t want to go there, doesn’t want to break the news to this girl he has never met, this girl that Zack loved, but he walks through the doors, anyway.
Sleet It begins when Zack falls - cold water falling and mixing with the blood and tears - and Cloud hopes that it is enough that Zack can’t see his face; it would be a horrible last memory to have of his legacy.
Fetish It’s the smile, Zack decides - such a small, sad smile that he rarely ever sees - that draws him to the infantryman.
Tulips She never did ask for his favorite, so she plants tulips where he fell - she doubts he would have gotten the significance - and waits for them to grow.
Wangst The cut stings - it’s deep and likely needs stitches - but he refuses treatment, letting the cut become a scar so the world can see his failure.
Ice cream He watches Zack wolf down the treat in front of him and shakes his head, using the brief silence to wonder whether or not Zack made second because he wanted to or because Angeal promised to buy him ice-cream.
Date It’s probably somewhat telling of their relationship that, every time they see each other, he’s doing or making something for her rather than taking her out on a proper date.
Title: Journey's End
Author: doumeki
Fandom: Final Fantasy X
Rating: PG
Genre: Gen, Romance
Characters/Pairing: Tidus, Yuna, Wakka, Rikku, Lulu, Kimahri, Auron
Wordcount: 447
Disclaimer: Don't own 'em, just playin' in their world.
A/N: Written for my own enjoyment. ♥
Strong She cannot be strong in body - her physical attacks remain weak despite the hours spent training with sword or hand to hand - or heart - Chappu was her strength and Sin has taken him from her - so she will remain strong in mind and magic to protect her Summoner, even though she knows Yuna is strong in all the ways that matter.
Sunshine After the soft glow of Macalania, the brightness of the sun seems too harsh, but then, everything has shifted into focus - harsh and bright and all too fleeting after Bikanel - so Tidus focuses on Yuna and protecting her, and ignores the glare.
Change It happens so gradually that Rikku doesn’t catch it at first - the way their eyes seek each other out, how Tidus’ hand lingers on Yuna’s back as he helps her ascend Gagazet - but she does, and she’s young enough to hope that maybe it will change everything.
Friend He doesn’t watch the sphere with them - doesn’t want or need the reminder that they’re both dead - but Jecht’s voice washes over him, and he closes his eyes and thinks of another journey a decade before this and the friends he lost to Yevon’s greed.
Courage The unruffled calm in her heart as she starts her pilgrimage isn’t courage - though she desperately wishes it were - but a determined desire to save Spira - Auron says it’s all the same, in the end.
Fame She doesn’t want to be celebrated or deified - all she wants is a peaceful life and to patiently wait until she can meet him again.
Always The humiliation still runs deep and his broken stump throbs with it, but he is still a Ronso, and, whether they accept him or not, he will always burn with the pride of his race.
Smile Wakka watches her as she grows, watches as joy becomes sorrow, and notices when her smile no longer reaches her eyes.
Love She wonders if they all knew - knew that her deified father ran off to die for vengeance rater than for the people he professed to love, that he was so stricken with grief that he’d preferred fight the manifestation of man’s ill deeds than live - and she wonders if they weren’t right to keep it from her.
Honor The last thing he wanted to do was make Jecht think he’d made the right decision - dead was dead, no matter how Yunalesca dressed it up - but he gave his word and saw it through; now, he stands before Jecht, knowing that he’ll have to fulfill his last promise - he can only hope to whack Jecht upside the head on the Farplane later - and smiles grimly before rushing him.
Title: A New Beginning
Author: doumeki
Fandom: Final Fantasy X-2
Rating: PG
Genre: Humor, Gen, Romance, Fluff
Characters/Pairing: Yuna, Paine, Rikku, Gippal, Baralai, Nooj, Issaru
Wordcount: 441
Disclaimer: I'm just borrowing the characters for a bit. ^_^
A/N: Written for chaineddove, because I love her lots. ♥
Beach She sits in the surf and lets the water pool around her and drag her further into the ocean - she’s not scared, she can swim, can hold he breath for as long as it takes - but the sand anchors her, tells her she can’t drift yet, so Yuna turns around and continues to wait.
Storm Rikku remembers watching from the agency as Tidus danced with the lightening, remembers promising herself that she’d dance, too, someday, but now the plains are devoid of their namesake, and they echo with promises she couldn’t keep.
Snowball Paine has never understood the appeal of packing snow and throwing it - it doesn’t do any real damage, and is cold besides - but Rikku and Yuna aren’t packing them solidly enough and she’d rather show them how it’s done than have snow fly into her face from Rikku’s crappy snowballs.
Prayer He watches as Sin falls from the sky - a brilliant flash of white light and red heat as Bevelle falls - and hears the chanting and the ebb and flow of the hymn in the air.
Star Gippal looks at air ships after he recovers, listening to a conversation in his head that seems to have happened lifetimes ago, hears dreams of flying among the stars, and he swears to himself that they’ll all get their happy ending - he just has to find them first.
Breathless He dreams, sometimes - of building made of light and a monster controlled by haunting melody and a song that takes his breath away and makes his chest ache - dreams that are as real to him as grey hair beneath his fingers and red eyes flashing in the night; Nooj prefers endless black to the dreams that haunt him.
Doubt Isaaru stands in Yunalesca’s throne room and wonders if Lady Yuna hesitated when she chose to fight, if her heart was clouded with doubt like his own would have been, but he doubts it - Lady Yuna has always been stronger in her conviction than he.
Monkey Paine throws herself on her bed and sighs in disgust - only Rikku and Yuna could feel completely justified wasting and entire day playing matchmaker for a bunch of monkeys.
Hot Spring She rolls her eyes and tells her father she hopes Kimahri tosses him off of Mt. Gagazet when Cid announces his plans for the “Gagazet Hot Springs Resort.”
Whistle Her throat is raw and her mouth is dry, but she stands on the deck every day, whistling and listening - hoping - for just the faintest sign that, just maybe, he’s heard and is trying to come back to her as desperately as she’s searching for him.
Title: Daily Meds
Author: doumeki
Fandom: Gouhou Drug
Rating: PG
Genre: Humor, Gen, Romance
Characters/Pairing: Kazahaya, Rikuo, Saiga, Kakkei
Wordcount: 308
Disclaimer: I'm just borrowing the characters for a bit. ^_^
A/N: Written for chaineddove, too, because I love her lots. ♥
Hangover He gets the same thing every Wednesday, sometimes informing Kazahaya that his lazy slave-driver of a boss is an alcoholic, sometimes just picking up the remedy without a word.
Cat Rikuo leaves a bowl of milk out in the alley every night - he just can’t seem to leave strays alone.
Autumn The trees have turned gold and red and orange, and they remind him of the fire that destroyed and saved him.
Orchid He isn’t very often surprised - precognition does tend to take the fun out of things - but the vase of orchids on the table in the morning is still very welcome.
Chapstick “Aisle three,” Rikuo whispers against his lips before sauntering off, leaving Kazahaya staring breathlessly at his back.
Drama Rikuo rolls his eyes as he passes Saiga, who is perched on the couch, remote in hand, eyes fixed on whatever mimicry of real life is playing out on the television.
Fish She requests it - partly out of desire to test his skills, partly because she knows that he will obtain it, regardless of cost - and he retrieves it without a second thought as to why one as powerful as she would want a simple goldfish; after all, he knows far better than others that everything and everyone has a part to play.
Chocolate He leaves it out in the open with a post-it note attached - ‘Don’t think this is because I like you,’ it reads; ‘I just had an extra one.’
Space heater The bed is cold when he slides between the sheets - Saiga has yet to come to bed, after all - so he waits until the warmth of his lover joins him before going to sleep.
Porn Saiga is smirking when Rikuo enters the room; it isn’t until he hears the overly-exaggerated moans and sees Kazahaya’s pale, pale face that he realizes why.
Title: Static
Author: doumeki
Fandom: xxxHOLiC
Rating: PG
Genre: Speculation, Gen
Characters/Pairing: Watanuki, Doumeki, Himawari, Mokona, Neko-Musume, Kohane, Maru, Moro
Wordcount: 373
Disclaimer: I only wish I owned them. ^^;; CLAMP created them, I'm just playing with 'em.
A/N: Written for maudite_a_deux. Here's hoping you've read the current chapters, as this is rather... spoilery. ^^;;
Soufflé She is surprised to see Shizuka-kun - not because he doesn’t visit, since he’s always with Kimihiro-kun - alone on the day of her lesson, and when she asks, he looks at her with sad eyes and tells her that the lessons will now be at the shop rather than at Grandma’s; she follows him out the door, leaving the half prepared soufflé on the counter.
Parasite He cannot leave the shop, but he can still see them - parasites disguised as smoke leeching onto the unaware - and, still, he can do nothing.
Feline She returns to find him trapped, though she can tell he thinks differently, so she curls up next to him on her sporadic visits - more often now that she tastes the loneliness radiating off of him - and waits with him.
Orange Himawari hands him a bag - he needs more vitamin C if he’s going to smoke that awful pipe, she explains - and continues on, even though she desperately wants to go with him.
Rotating Soel doesn’t come back - Larg thinks it’s because Soel cannot handle being trapped once again in a time that doesn’t move - so Larg continues to speak to his other half in dreams and watches as others get older while Watanuki remains unchanged.
Hilarious He looks at Doumeki and sees himself reflected in their eye - sees Doumeki’s mature face and sees his own caught between adolescence and adulthood - and thinks it would be funny if Doumeki’s eyes weren’t so sad.
Yawn They aren’t tired anymore - not the way they were before when their eyes would droop and yawns punctuated every sentence - but when they look at Watanuki, really look at their new master, they are exhausted.
Nosebleed They’ve only talked about her once since it happened, and they wore traces of their conversation for weeks after - Shizuka never was able to get the blood out of his uniform shirt.
Catch Kimihiro had thought Yuuko-san was content, that she’d been happy with the hand life had dealt her, but a year within the shop’s walls without reprieve taught him that everything had a price.
Cheese She smiles politely and takes a bite, telling him that it’s delicious even as her mind is comparing the bland cheesecake to Watanuki-kun’s.
Title: Those Who Travel
Author: doumeki
Fandom: HUNTER x HUNTER
Rating: PG
Genre: Humor, Gen, Romance
Characters/Pairing: Mito, Kurapica, Leorio, Gon, Killua, Milluki, Illumi, Ging
Wordcount: 368
Disclaimer: Togashi owns all, unless he doesn't finish the series, which means that everyone waiting will probably kill him, then we'll own all. But, until then, he's still god.
A/N: Written for ukefied. I'm nowhere near as good at this series as you are, but I hope you like it anyway. ♥
Ice cream There are brown and red stains on Gon’s previously pristine bed sheets, and Mito sighs, vowing never to let the boys eat ice cream in bed again.
Underwear Leorio holds up the swatch of lace and wiggles his eyebrows suggestively at Kurapica, who turns bright red and stalks off with a huff; he later finds the panties shoved in the corner of Kurapica’s dresser and grins, shutting the drawer and anticipating a fun night.
Computer He doesn’t understand why Illu-nii has such a problem with it - it’s not like he couldn’t complete a job, he just prefers doing the virtual leg work.
Hard...cover There is blood everywhere and Illumi is pressed hard against the wall, Hisoka and his wild eyes and large smile in front of him as red drops fall from the overhang, and Illumi thinks he’s never seen a more beautiful sight.
Music The song is comforting, easing his pain and washing over him as he fights to breathe, to keep his anger close to his heart even as it slowly begins to heal.
Freud He has heard many things in his travels - some true, others merely tall tales and superstition - but the man explaining Ging to Ging based off of minute detail is something else; what makes it interesting is that the other man is right.
Bondage He can feel Leorio’s skin through the links - soft and hot and yielding - and he’s very glad that not all of the chains are for the Spiders.
Symbols The scratches on the wall mean nothing to him, but Killua is tracing them with his finger and staring at them intently, so Gon looks harder, trying to decipher the shapes, or, at the very least, see what his friend finds so fascinating.
Jacuzzi Leorio is parked in front of the jet, letting the stream of water pound against his lower back as he concentrates on the water proof anatomy chart floating in front of him.
"Shut up." If Leorio didn’t shut up this minute, Kurapica would not be held responsible for his actions, especially since the ‘Sexy Cop’ costume - Kurapica had thought this was a terrible pun, anyway - had been all Leorio’s idea in the first place.
Title: Prayer for the Damned
Author: doumeki
Fandom: Fruits Basket
Rating: PG
Genre: Gen
Characters/Pairing: Tohru, Arisa, Ayane, Akito, Hatori, Hiro, Hana, Hatsuharu, Momiji, Shigure
Wordcount: 344
Disclaimer: Takaya owns all. I'm just playing in her world.
A/N: Written for Erika, who doesn't have an lj, for making my work day a bit more interesting.
Shoe She remembers a fairy tale her mother used to tell her - glass slippers and balls and magic - and thinks that it would be nice if she found her very own prince the way Cinderella had.
Box Tohru gives her a brightly colored box for her birthday - it’s for your all your important memories and dreams, she tells her - and Arisa wonders how many more memories she’d need with Kureno-san to fill it.
Customer His clients always ooh and aah over his latest designs, but the customer he designs them for never appears, and Ayane continues to wait.
Damn She never prays - to whom should a god pray, she asks Shigure once - but they pray to her for salvation that will never come.
Coffee In the weeks following her departure, there is always a freshly brewed pot of coffee waiting for him when he wakes up - the first time it had happened, he’d thought Kana had come back - along with a note from Ayame wishing him a good day.
Erika It’s really such a silly thing to excited about - after all, he doesn’t even know who Erika is - but Kisa looks so happy, and she could have invited anyone else, but she asks him, and that’s probably why he’s so eager anyway.
Halloween She isn’t sure why everyone is so certain that this is her favorite foreign holiday - just because she enjoys the morbid side of life, they assume she must love Halloween.
Ear It stings the first time, but the pain ebbs after a while, and he goes back, craving the sting of the gun; he realizes he may be addicted when there is no more room on his ear.
Tigger He leaves the bag on the steps, her name neatly written and his absent all together - he doesn’t think she’d even get the stuffed tiger if he’d left his name.
Dog He never quite understood his luck - he’s much more conniving and sly than the animal he was born under - but he has no problems using the differences to his advantage.
Title: Keeping Up Appearances
Author: doumeki
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Rating: PG
Genre: Humor, Gen
Characters/Pairing: Buffy, Xander, Willow, Dawn, Giles, Cordelia, Tara
Wordcount: 341
Disclaimer: Joss owns all. I'm just playing in his world.
A/N: Written for whisper132. ♥ I really miss playing with this series...
Necklace She still has it tucked away in a box but she doesn’t wear it anymore - she can protect herself now, if not her heart - but she does pull it out occasionally and wonders what could have been.
Miniature He had expected something large and imposing - an image befitting a demon who could bring their worst fears to life - and is mildly disappointed and a lot relieved to find the demon no larger than his high tops.
Sticker The motorcycle isn’t new - from what she can piece together, he stole it from some demons the night she came back - but the bumper sticker is; for some reason, she finds the sentiment of ‘I suck’ ironic.
Crispy Willow grins as the vampire catches fire and Xander looks at her, face serious, and says, “Would you like original or extra crispy?”
Rice She looks around the grey hallway and sighs - she’s so sick of this dream, she can’t even begin to tell anyone - and prepares herself for another night of battling the Rice Demon from Tokyo; as she tosses her chopstick at its eye, Dawn decides she needs to lay off the rice and the anime.
Cow “Umm,” Buffy says eloquently, backing up as the cow paws the ground, red eyes fixed on her intently, “I totally am becoming a vegetarian if I survive this,” she vows before the cow charges and she has to toss herself out of the way.
Backpack “It’s for supplies,” Anya informs him, holding up the backpack overflowing with condoms; “those small children told me to always be prepared.”
Lithograph Rupert pulls off his glasses and begins to polish them to block out the image of Anya’s detailed slide show of demonic entrails.
Memo “I guess someone didn’t get the memo that Hawaiian shirts are so last year,” Cordelia sneers as she passes Xander in the hallway.
Iguana Tara smiles as Willow picks up the reptile and coos at it, but puts her foot down - gently - when Willow suggests buying it as a friend for their new kitten.
Author: doumeki
Fandom: Crisis Core: Final Fantasy VII
Rating: PG
Genre: Gen, Romance
Characters/Pairing: Zack, Cloud, Angeal, Sephiroth, Aerith
Wordcount: 312
Disclaimer: I couldn't create something this messed up if I tried. Just playing with them. ^_^
A/N: Written for aoyagi
Male Bonding “This,” Cloud says as he dodges yet another bullet, “isn’t what I had in mind when I suggested hanging out.”
Dinner He’s not sure why, but, as they sit around Genesis’ table and eat, Angeal feels that this is the last time they’ll truly be together.
Hair Gel Sephiroth eyes the bottle warily - Angeal suggested it as a way to keep his bangs where he wants them at all times - and picks it up, pouring a bit of the contents into his hand to style his hair.
Church He doesn’t want to go there, doesn’t want to break the news to this girl he has never met, this girl that Zack loved, but he walks through the doors, anyway.
Sleet It begins when Zack falls - cold water falling and mixing with the blood and tears - and Cloud hopes that it is enough that Zack can’t see his face; it would be a horrible last memory to have of his legacy.
Fetish It’s the smile, Zack decides - such a small, sad smile that he rarely ever sees - that draws him to the infantryman.
Tulips She never did ask for his favorite, so she plants tulips where he fell - she doubts he would have gotten the significance - and waits for them to grow.
Wangst The cut stings - it’s deep and likely needs stitches - but he refuses treatment, letting the cut become a scar so the world can see his failure.
Ice cream He watches Zack wolf down the treat in front of him and shakes his head, using the brief silence to wonder whether or not Zack made second because he wanted to or because Angeal promised to buy him ice-cream.
Date It’s probably somewhat telling of their relationship that, every time they see each other, he’s doing or making something for her rather than taking her out on a proper date.
Title: Journey's End
Author: doumeki
Fandom: Final Fantasy X
Rating: PG
Genre: Gen, Romance
Characters/Pairing: Tidus, Yuna, Wakka, Rikku, Lulu, Kimahri, Auron
Wordcount: 447
Disclaimer: Don't own 'em, just playin' in their world.
A/N: Written for my own enjoyment. ♥
Strong She cannot be strong in body - her physical attacks remain weak despite the hours spent training with sword or hand to hand - or heart - Chappu was her strength and Sin has taken him from her - so she will remain strong in mind and magic to protect her Summoner, even though she knows Yuna is strong in all the ways that matter.
Sunshine After the soft glow of Macalania, the brightness of the sun seems too harsh, but then, everything has shifted into focus - harsh and bright and all too fleeting after Bikanel - so Tidus focuses on Yuna and protecting her, and ignores the glare.
Change It happens so gradually that Rikku doesn’t catch it at first - the way their eyes seek each other out, how Tidus’ hand lingers on Yuna’s back as he helps her ascend Gagazet - but she does, and she’s young enough to hope that maybe it will change everything.
Friend He doesn’t watch the sphere with them - doesn’t want or need the reminder that they’re both dead - but Jecht’s voice washes over him, and he closes his eyes and thinks of another journey a decade before this and the friends he lost to Yevon’s greed.
Courage The unruffled calm in her heart as she starts her pilgrimage isn’t courage - though she desperately wishes it were - but a determined desire to save Spira - Auron says it’s all the same, in the end.
Fame She doesn’t want to be celebrated or deified - all she wants is a peaceful life and to patiently wait until she can meet him again.
Always The humiliation still runs deep and his broken stump throbs with it, but he is still a Ronso, and, whether they accept him or not, he will always burn with the pride of his race.
Smile Wakka watches her as she grows, watches as joy becomes sorrow, and notices when her smile no longer reaches her eyes.
Love She wonders if they all knew - knew that her deified father ran off to die for vengeance rater than for the people he professed to love, that he was so stricken with grief that he’d preferred fight the manifestation of man’s ill deeds than live - and she wonders if they weren’t right to keep it from her.
Honor The last thing he wanted to do was make Jecht think he’d made the right decision - dead was dead, no matter how Yunalesca dressed it up - but he gave his word and saw it through; now, he stands before Jecht, knowing that he’ll have to fulfill his last promise - he can only hope to whack Jecht upside the head on the Farplane later - and smiles grimly before rushing him.
Title: A New Beginning
Author: doumeki
Fandom: Final Fantasy X-2
Rating: PG
Genre: Humor, Gen, Romance, Fluff
Characters/Pairing: Yuna, Paine, Rikku, Gippal, Baralai, Nooj, Issaru
Wordcount: 441
Disclaimer: I'm just borrowing the characters for a bit. ^_^
A/N: Written for chaineddove, because I love her lots. ♥
Beach She sits in the surf and lets the water pool around her and drag her further into the ocean - she’s not scared, she can swim, can hold he breath for as long as it takes - but the sand anchors her, tells her she can’t drift yet, so Yuna turns around and continues to wait.
Storm Rikku remembers watching from the agency as Tidus danced with the lightening, remembers promising herself that she’d dance, too, someday, but now the plains are devoid of their namesake, and they echo with promises she couldn’t keep.
Snowball Paine has never understood the appeal of packing snow and throwing it - it doesn’t do any real damage, and is cold besides - but Rikku and Yuna aren’t packing them solidly enough and she’d rather show them how it’s done than have snow fly into her face from Rikku’s crappy snowballs.
Prayer He watches as Sin falls from the sky - a brilliant flash of white light and red heat as Bevelle falls - and hears the chanting and the ebb and flow of the hymn in the air.
Star Gippal looks at air ships after he recovers, listening to a conversation in his head that seems to have happened lifetimes ago, hears dreams of flying among the stars, and he swears to himself that they’ll all get their happy ending - he just has to find them first.
Breathless He dreams, sometimes - of building made of light and a monster controlled by haunting melody and a song that takes his breath away and makes his chest ache - dreams that are as real to him as grey hair beneath his fingers and red eyes flashing in the night; Nooj prefers endless black to the dreams that haunt him.
Doubt Isaaru stands in Yunalesca’s throne room and wonders if Lady Yuna hesitated when she chose to fight, if her heart was clouded with doubt like his own would have been, but he doubts it - Lady Yuna has always been stronger in her conviction than he.
Monkey Paine throws herself on her bed and sighs in disgust - only Rikku and Yuna could feel completely justified wasting and entire day playing matchmaker for a bunch of monkeys.
Hot Spring She rolls her eyes and tells her father she hopes Kimahri tosses him off of Mt. Gagazet when Cid announces his plans for the “Gagazet Hot Springs Resort.”
Whistle Her throat is raw and her mouth is dry, but she stands on the deck every day, whistling and listening - hoping - for just the faintest sign that, just maybe, he’s heard and is trying to come back to her as desperately as she’s searching for him.
Title: Daily Meds
Author: doumeki
Fandom: Gouhou Drug
Rating: PG
Genre: Humor, Gen, Romance
Characters/Pairing: Kazahaya, Rikuo, Saiga, Kakkei
Wordcount: 308
Disclaimer: I'm just borrowing the characters for a bit. ^_^
A/N: Written for chaineddove, too, because I love her lots. ♥
Hangover He gets the same thing every Wednesday, sometimes informing Kazahaya that his lazy slave-driver of a boss is an alcoholic, sometimes just picking up the remedy without a word.
Cat Rikuo leaves a bowl of milk out in the alley every night - he just can’t seem to leave strays alone.
Autumn The trees have turned gold and red and orange, and they remind him of the fire that destroyed and saved him.
Orchid He isn’t very often surprised - precognition does tend to take the fun out of things - but the vase of orchids on the table in the morning is still very welcome.
Chapstick “Aisle three,” Rikuo whispers against his lips before sauntering off, leaving Kazahaya staring breathlessly at his back.
Drama Rikuo rolls his eyes as he passes Saiga, who is perched on the couch, remote in hand, eyes fixed on whatever mimicry of real life is playing out on the television.
Fish She requests it - partly out of desire to test his skills, partly because she knows that he will obtain it, regardless of cost - and he retrieves it without a second thought as to why one as powerful as she would want a simple goldfish; after all, he knows far better than others that everything and everyone has a part to play.
Chocolate He leaves it out in the open with a post-it note attached - ‘Don’t think this is because I like you,’ it reads; ‘I just had an extra one.’
Space heater The bed is cold when he slides between the sheets - Saiga has yet to come to bed, after all - so he waits until the warmth of his lover joins him before going to sleep.
Porn Saiga is smirking when Rikuo enters the room; it isn’t until he hears the overly-exaggerated moans and sees Kazahaya’s pale, pale face that he realizes why.
Title: Static
Author: doumeki
Fandom: xxxHOLiC
Rating: PG
Genre: Speculation, Gen
Characters/Pairing: Watanuki, Doumeki, Himawari, Mokona, Neko-Musume, Kohane, Maru, Moro
Wordcount: 373
Disclaimer: I only wish I owned them. ^^;; CLAMP created them, I'm just playing with 'em.
A/N: Written for maudite_a_deux. Here's hoping you've read the current chapters, as this is rather... spoilery. ^^;;
Soufflé She is surprised to see Shizuka-kun - not because he doesn’t visit, since he’s always with Kimihiro-kun - alone on the day of her lesson, and when she asks, he looks at her with sad eyes and tells her that the lessons will now be at the shop rather than at Grandma’s; she follows him out the door, leaving the half prepared soufflé on the counter.
Parasite He cannot leave the shop, but he can still see them - parasites disguised as smoke leeching onto the unaware - and, still, he can do nothing.
Feline She returns to find him trapped, though she can tell he thinks differently, so she curls up next to him on her sporadic visits - more often now that she tastes the loneliness radiating off of him - and waits with him.
Orange Himawari hands him a bag - he needs more vitamin C if he’s going to smoke that awful pipe, she explains - and continues on, even though she desperately wants to go with him.
Rotating Soel doesn’t come back - Larg thinks it’s because Soel cannot handle being trapped once again in a time that doesn’t move - so Larg continues to speak to his other half in dreams and watches as others get older while Watanuki remains unchanged.
Hilarious He looks at Doumeki and sees himself reflected in their eye - sees Doumeki’s mature face and sees his own caught between adolescence and adulthood - and thinks it would be funny if Doumeki’s eyes weren’t so sad.
Yawn They aren’t tired anymore - not the way they were before when their eyes would droop and yawns punctuated every sentence - but when they look at Watanuki, really look at their new master, they are exhausted.
Nosebleed They’ve only talked about her once since it happened, and they wore traces of their conversation for weeks after - Shizuka never was able to get the blood out of his uniform shirt.
Catch Kimihiro had thought Yuuko-san was content, that she’d been happy with the hand life had dealt her, but a year within the shop’s walls without reprieve taught him that everything had a price.
Cheese She smiles politely and takes a bite, telling him that it’s delicious even as her mind is comparing the bland cheesecake to Watanuki-kun’s.
Title: Those Who Travel
Author: doumeki
Fandom: HUNTER x HUNTER
Rating: PG
Genre: Humor, Gen, Romance
Characters/Pairing: Mito, Kurapica, Leorio, Gon, Killua, Milluki, Illumi, Ging
Wordcount: 368
Disclaimer: Togashi owns all, unless he doesn't finish the series, which means that everyone waiting will probably kill him, then we'll own all. But, until then, he's still god.
A/N: Written for ukefied. I'm nowhere near as good at this series as you are, but I hope you like it anyway. ♥
Ice cream There are brown and red stains on Gon’s previously pristine bed sheets, and Mito sighs, vowing never to let the boys eat ice cream in bed again.
Underwear Leorio holds up the swatch of lace and wiggles his eyebrows suggestively at Kurapica, who turns bright red and stalks off with a huff; he later finds the panties shoved in the corner of Kurapica’s dresser and grins, shutting the drawer and anticipating a fun night.
Computer He doesn’t understand why Illu-nii has such a problem with it - it’s not like he couldn’t complete a job, he just prefers doing the virtual leg work.
Hard...cover There is blood everywhere and Illumi is pressed hard against the wall, Hisoka and his wild eyes and large smile in front of him as red drops fall from the overhang, and Illumi thinks he’s never seen a more beautiful sight.
Music The song is comforting, easing his pain and washing over him as he fights to breathe, to keep his anger close to his heart even as it slowly begins to heal.
Freud He has heard many things in his travels - some true, others merely tall tales and superstition - but the man explaining Ging to Ging based off of minute detail is something else; what makes it interesting is that the other man is right.
Bondage He can feel Leorio’s skin through the links - soft and hot and yielding - and he’s very glad that not all of the chains are for the Spiders.
Symbols The scratches on the wall mean nothing to him, but Killua is tracing them with his finger and staring at them intently, so Gon looks harder, trying to decipher the shapes, or, at the very least, see what his friend finds so fascinating.
Jacuzzi Leorio is parked in front of the jet, letting the stream of water pound against his lower back as he concentrates on the water proof anatomy chart floating in front of him.
"Shut up." If Leorio didn’t shut up this minute, Kurapica would not be held responsible for his actions, especially since the ‘Sexy Cop’ costume - Kurapica had thought this was a terrible pun, anyway - had been all Leorio’s idea in the first place.
Title: Prayer for the Damned
Author: doumeki
Fandom: Fruits Basket
Rating: PG
Genre: Gen
Characters/Pairing: Tohru, Arisa, Ayane, Akito, Hatori, Hiro, Hana, Hatsuharu, Momiji, Shigure
Wordcount: 344
Disclaimer: Takaya owns all. I'm just playing in her world.
A/N: Written for Erika, who doesn't have an lj, for making my work day a bit more interesting.
Shoe She remembers a fairy tale her mother used to tell her - glass slippers and balls and magic - and thinks that it would be nice if she found her very own prince the way Cinderella had.
Box Tohru gives her a brightly colored box for her birthday - it’s for your all your important memories and dreams, she tells her - and Arisa wonders how many more memories she’d need with Kureno-san to fill it.
Customer His clients always ooh and aah over his latest designs, but the customer he designs them for never appears, and Ayane continues to wait.
Damn She never prays - to whom should a god pray, she asks Shigure once - but they pray to her for salvation that will never come.
Coffee In the weeks following her departure, there is always a freshly brewed pot of coffee waiting for him when he wakes up - the first time it had happened, he’d thought Kana had come back - along with a note from Ayame wishing him a good day.
Erika It’s really such a silly thing to excited about - after all, he doesn’t even know who Erika is - but Kisa looks so happy, and she could have invited anyone else, but she asks him, and that’s probably why he’s so eager anyway.
Halloween She isn’t sure why everyone is so certain that this is her favorite foreign holiday - just because she enjoys the morbid side of life, they assume she must love Halloween.
Ear It stings the first time, but the pain ebbs after a while, and he goes back, craving the sting of the gun; he realizes he may be addicted when there is no more room on his ear.
Tigger He leaves the bag on the steps, her name neatly written and his absent all together - he doesn’t think she’d even get the stuffed tiger if he’d left his name.
Dog He never quite understood his luck - he’s much more conniving and sly than the animal he was born under - but he has no problems using the differences to his advantage.
Title: Keeping Up Appearances
Author: doumeki
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Rating: PG
Genre: Humor, Gen
Characters/Pairing: Buffy, Xander, Willow, Dawn, Giles, Cordelia, Tara
Wordcount: 341
Disclaimer: Joss owns all. I'm just playing in his world.
A/N: Written for whisper132. ♥ I really miss playing with this series...
Necklace She still has it tucked away in a box but she doesn’t wear it anymore - she can protect herself now, if not her heart - but she does pull it out occasionally and wonders what could have been.
Miniature He had expected something large and imposing - an image befitting a demon who could bring their worst fears to life - and is mildly disappointed and a lot relieved to find the demon no larger than his high tops.
Sticker The motorcycle isn’t new - from what she can piece together, he stole it from some demons the night she came back - but the bumper sticker is; for some reason, she finds the sentiment of ‘I suck’ ironic.
Crispy Willow grins as the vampire catches fire and Xander looks at her, face serious, and says, “Would you like original or extra crispy?”
Rice She looks around the grey hallway and sighs - she’s so sick of this dream, she can’t even begin to tell anyone - and prepares herself for another night of battling the Rice Demon from Tokyo; as she tosses her chopstick at its eye, Dawn decides she needs to lay off the rice and the anime.
Cow “Umm,” Buffy says eloquently, backing up as the cow paws the ground, red eyes fixed on her intently, “I totally am becoming a vegetarian if I survive this,” she vows before the cow charges and she has to toss herself out of the way.
Backpack “It’s for supplies,” Anya informs him, holding up the backpack overflowing with condoms; “those small children told me to always be prepared.”
Lithograph Rupert pulls off his glasses and begins to polish them to block out the image of Anya’s detailed slide show of demonic entrails.
Memo “I guess someone didn’t get the memo that Hawaiian shirts are so last year,” Cordelia sneers as she passes Xander in the hallway.
Iguana Tara smiles as Willow picks up the reptile and coos at it, but puts her foot down - gently - when Willow suggests buying it as a friend for their new kitten.