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I wrote the drabble in a café over a month ago because of something people were tweeting about, then I promptly forgot about it and never post it it. A bit later, I also attempted the ten sentence meme, but only ever managed to write two pairings. So dear watchers, enjoy?
Freedom, G, Nakamaru/Ueda +Kame, 342 words, of foreign places and almost impulsive actions, this exists because of parasol_odori and simourva
It's a big city, very much foreign and anonymous. There are tourists and local people mingling, but they look at the things around them-things not people. It feels safe, perfect. Somehow, it also feels almost like freedom-colorful streets, decorated buildings, the rush and the sense of peace all at ones, all colored by late summer sun.
So Ueda grabs Nakamaru's hand, squeezes his wrist at first, until Nakamaru looks back at him, big eyes full of questions. Ueda doesn't hold his gaze, not this time, instead he looks down and slowly slides his palm so that it is against Nakamaru's. He doesn't see Nakamaru's face, but he wants to imagine that he smiles because he lightly twines his fingers with Ueda's.
It feels they are more brushing against each other than holding on as Nakamaru moves forward. His hold tightens only when Ueda doesn't follow right away. Then it feels perfect.
"Oh, our member love is showing," Kame says when he turns around and looks at them, camera in front of his face. He drops it without taking a picture and walks up to them, smiling deviously before grabbing Nakamaru's other hand.
"We don't have member love," Ueda mutters when he sees how Nakamaru giggles.
"Don't leave me out like that," Kame says instead of a reply, and it is meant to sound lightly, but for once he is the one acting spoiled. "This is still work, anyway."
In fact, they don't have the camera man or a photographer with them right now. He stayed in the hotel while they decided to use the little time they have to explore. Still they plow against the crowd of people like that, hands linked and looking like a train of preschoolers.
When Kame runs off for a moment and Nakamaru squeezes Ueda's hand a little and gives him a small grateful smile, Ueda believes in that freedom a little more. Just like that, Ueda loses the will to glare at Kame when he comes back and clings to Nakamaru like his girlfriend.
~
10 genres meme, the genres in the written order
1. Angst
2. AU
3. Crack
4. Future fic
5. First Time
6. Fluff
7. Humor
8. Hurt/Comfort
9. Smut
10. UST (Unresolved Sexual Tension)
Nakamaru/Ueda
1. Nakamaru wishes Ueda was still the scared, lost, young himself because back then, Ueda needed him.
2. Nakamaru has always been the ever righteous, polite, hardworking public officer, so it is that much shocking when all his being is swept away by the free and aery musician that he meets on the night he celebrates his promotion.
3. It is mostly fun when Nakamaru and Ueda talk about Kame like he is their child. It gets a bit awkward when Kame starts considering a name change, but decides for Nakamaru because he is clearly the father in this family.
4. Ueda runs out of his own band's rehearsal to catch Nakamaru's graduation; he is to be Master from this day on, and Ueda doesn't want to miss it. He even promises to call him that at home for the night.
5. Ueda is tired of just looking at Nakamaru's lips as the other shows him his first really mastered beat box sounds, excited about founding something to make him stand out. After an hour or so, Ueda just pulls Nakamaru close and kisses the sounds away; for Ueda Nakamaru has been standing out for ages.
6. These days, the most traveling Ueda does with Nakamaru is their rides from work together. But it still feels as relaxing as back in lavender fields when Nakamaru weeds his fingers through Ueda's hair as they slowly fall asleep on their shared bed.
7. The cup of Nakamaru's patience spills over when Ueda asks their listeners to vote on whether he should get a nose job. (Thankfully Ueda doesn't publicly announce it is so that the kissing becomes easier).
8. Ueda buys Nakamaru a strategy game (and a new argyle vest), but when they sit together on Nakamaru's couch, Ueda loosing every single game while Nakamaru's knuckles turn white around his remote, he almost suggest that Nakamaru hits him instead of the virtual figure on screen. He believes it would help much more.
9. Ueda's nails are digging into Nakamaru's thighs as he holds them up and apart, but Nakamaru doesn't seem to mind, trashing against the sheets and moaning Ueda's names, his voice slowly losing to moans, until Ueda spills inside him.
10. All Ueda can see at night is Nakamaru in make-up, pouting from that one unfortunate purikura. Only in Ueda's dreams, Nakamaru's mouth is stretched around Ueda's cock, his lip gloss smeared, lips swollen, and his cheeks under the artificial pink blush are burning red from how hot he is for Ueda.
~
Ryo/Subaru
1. Subaru's figure is even more hunched these days, his hair constantly falling into his face, a curtain that closes him off completely, and Ryo's hand itches with want to pull them back, to open him up again, even more so because he can't reach over anymore.
2. Subaru's gun aiming at Ryo isn't as vexing as Ryo thought it would be. When Ryo hears the trigger go off, his lips manage to form that smirk that always made Subaru mad for the last time. All he sees afterward is the dark of Subaru's cold eyes.
3. Suba-chan has braided hair, firm looking breasts, perky ass and the sweetest voice ever, but Ryo still runs away from her when she smiles that wide perverted smile that Subaru has mastered over the years; Ryo feels violated and this time he doesn't like it.
4. Ryo has never appreciated Subaru's still long hair more than when his daughter starts pulling at it happily, finally climbing off Ryo's lap and giving him a break as she settles into Subaru's unwilling arms. (The sour and scared look on Subaru's face is kind of a bonus.)
5. Ryo is way too young and too eager, but Subaru still forgives him the torn lip and the hand that rubs his hip rather awkwardly because Ryo was the one who'd leaned over the first.
6. Ryo is pretty sure he was falling asleep on a grumbling Ohkura, but he wakes up with his head in Subaru's bony lap-Subaru's fingers inconspicuously weeding through the hair at the back of Ryo's head, and he decides to pretend to be asleep for a little longer.
7. Ryo doesn't know why he wants to see Subaru in his samurai film costume (only he does because he wanted to ever since he'd seen a drawing of his character, long hair and murky look), but he regrets letting it drunkenly slip out when two weeks later Subaru chases him down the hall, bald top of the head, sword in one hand a dubious looking pudding in the other.
8. Ryo's eyes swim in his head as he looks up at Subaru, blurry among the bottles scattered on the bar top that Ryo's cheek is touching, but he finally manages to stop his world from spinning when Subaru's hand lands on his back and hesitantly squeezes his shoulder.
9. Ryo's back scrapes against the wall but he asks for more and harder because it feels like a caress, the pleasure and the pain, Subaru's nails digging into his ass, all replacement for the touches there is no room for.
10. When Ryo closes his eyes and throws his head back at the end of his solo, chest heaving with excitement, skin glistening in the stage light, all Subaru can do is close his fist painfully-nails digging into his palms-and breathe through it until he is at home and can imagine it is all for him.
Freedom, G, Nakamaru/Ueda +Kame, 342 words, of foreign places and almost impulsive actions, this exists because of parasol_odori and simourva
It's a big city, very much foreign and anonymous. There are tourists and local people mingling, but they look at the things around them-things not people. It feels safe, perfect. Somehow, it also feels almost like freedom-colorful streets, decorated buildings, the rush and the sense of peace all at ones, all colored by late summer sun.
So Ueda grabs Nakamaru's hand, squeezes his wrist at first, until Nakamaru looks back at him, big eyes full of questions. Ueda doesn't hold his gaze, not this time, instead he looks down and slowly slides his palm so that it is against Nakamaru's. He doesn't see Nakamaru's face, but he wants to imagine that he smiles because he lightly twines his fingers with Ueda's.
It feels they are more brushing against each other than holding on as Nakamaru moves forward. His hold tightens only when Ueda doesn't follow right away. Then it feels perfect.
"Oh, our member love is showing," Kame says when he turns around and looks at them, camera in front of his face. He drops it without taking a picture and walks up to them, smiling deviously before grabbing Nakamaru's other hand.
"We don't have member love," Ueda mutters when he sees how Nakamaru giggles.
"Don't leave me out like that," Kame says instead of a reply, and it is meant to sound lightly, but for once he is the one acting spoiled. "This is still work, anyway."
In fact, they don't have the camera man or a photographer with them right now. He stayed in the hotel while they decided to use the little time they have to explore. Still they plow against the crowd of people like that, hands linked and looking like a train of preschoolers.
When Kame runs off for a moment and Nakamaru squeezes Ueda's hand a little and gives him a small grateful smile, Ueda believes in that freedom a little more. Just like that, Ueda loses the will to glare at Kame when he comes back and clings to Nakamaru like his girlfriend.
~
10 genres meme, the genres in the written order
1. Angst
2. AU
3. Crack
4. Future fic
5. First Time
6. Fluff
7. Humor
8. Hurt/Comfort
9. Smut
10. UST (Unresolved Sexual Tension)
Nakamaru/Ueda
1. Nakamaru wishes Ueda was still the scared, lost, young himself because back then, Ueda needed him.
2. Nakamaru has always been the ever righteous, polite, hardworking public officer, so it is that much shocking when all his being is swept away by the free and aery musician that he meets on the night he celebrates his promotion.
3. It is mostly fun when Nakamaru and Ueda talk about Kame like he is their child. It gets a bit awkward when Kame starts considering a name change, but decides for Nakamaru because he is clearly the father in this family.
4. Ueda runs out of his own band's rehearsal to catch Nakamaru's graduation; he is to be Master from this day on, and Ueda doesn't want to miss it. He even promises to call him that at home for the night.
5. Ueda is tired of just looking at Nakamaru's lips as the other shows him his first really mastered beat box sounds, excited about founding something to make him stand out. After an hour or so, Ueda just pulls Nakamaru close and kisses the sounds away; for Ueda Nakamaru has been standing out for ages.
6. These days, the most traveling Ueda does with Nakamaru is their rides from work together. But it still feels as relaxing as back in lavender fields when Nakamaru weeds his fingers through Ueda's hair as they slowly fall asleep on their shared bed.
7. The cup of Nakamaru's patience spills over when Ueda asks their listeners to vote on whether he should get a nose job. (Thankfully Ueda doesn't publicly announce it is so that the kissing becomes easier).
8. Ueda buys Nakamaru a strategy game (and a new argyle vest), but when they sit together on Nakamaru's couch, Ueda loosing every single game while Nakamaru's knuckles turn white around his remote, he almost suggest that Nakamaru hits him instead of the virtual figure on screen. He believes it would help much more.
9. Ueda's nails are digging into Nakamaru's thighs as he holds them up and apart, but Nakamaru doesn't seem to mind, trashing against the sheets and moaning Ueda's names, his voice slowly losing to moans, until Ueda spills inside him.
10. All Ueda can see at night is Nakamaru in make-up, pouting from that one unfortunate purikura. Only in Ueda's dreams, Nakamaru's mouth is stretched around Ueda's cock, his lip gloss smeared, lips swollen, and his cheeks under the artificial pink blush are burning red from how hot he is for Ueda.
~
Ryo/Subaru
1. Subaru's figure is even more hunched these days, his hair constantly falling into his face, a curtain that closes him off completely, and Ryo's hand itches with want to pull them back, to open him up again, even more so because he can't reach over anymore.
2. Subaru's gun aiming at Ryo isn't as vexing as Ryo thought it would be. When Ryo hears the trigger go off, his lips manage to form that smirk that always made Subaru mad for the last time. All he sees afterward is the dark of Subaru's cold eyes.
3. Suba-chan has braided hair, firm looking breasts, perky ass and the sweetest voice ever, but Ryo still runs away from her when she smiles that wide perverted smile that Subaru has mastered over the years; Ryo feels violated and this time he doesn't like it.
4. Ryo has never appreciated Subaru's still long hair more than when his daughter starts pulling at it happily, finally climbing off Ryo's lap and giving him a break as she settles into Subaru's unwilling arms. (The sour and scared look on Subaru's face is kind of a bonus.)
5. Ryo is way too young and too eager, but Subaru still forgives him the torn lip and the hand that rubs his hip rather awkwardly because Ryo was the one who'd leaned over the first.
6. Ryo is pretty sure he was falling asleep on a grumbling Ohkura, but he wakes up with his head in Subaru's bony lap-Subaru's fingers inconspicuously weeding through the hair at the back of Ryo's head, and he decides to pretend to be asleep for a little longer.
7. Ryo doesn't know why he wants to see Subaru in his samurai film costume (only he does because he wanted to ever since he'd seen a drawing of his character, long hair and murky look), but he regrets letting it drunkenly slip out when two weeks later Subaru chases him down the hall, bald top of the head, sword in one hand a dubious looking pudding in the other.
8. Ryo's eyes swim in his head as he looks up at Subaru, blurry among the bottles scattered on the bar top that Ryo's cheek is touching, but he finally manages to stop his world from spinning when Subaru's hand lands on his back and hesitantly squeezes his shoulder.
9. Ryo's back scrapes against the wall but he asks for more and harder because it feels like a caress, the pleasure and the pain, Subaru's nails digging into his ass, all replacement for the touches there is no room for.
10. When Ryo closes his eyes and throws his head back at the end of his solo, chest heaving with excitement, skin glistening in the stage light, all Subaru can do is close his fist painfully-nails digging into his palms-and breathe through it until he is at home and can imagine it is all for him.