Collaboration
This first group of ficlets was written under the alias "kaxxi_ryo" for the Die x Shinya ficlet challenge at the blanketfort, an lj, an invite-only irc channel, and a website all rolled into one. Each ficlet had to be exactly 250 words, which was a ton of fun. Go to the website (click on the picture at the entrance page to get in), click on the stuff icon, and then look under challenges to see all the other ficlets. There are some great ones. For a good laugh, read "The Silver Stick" and it's "sequel" by lime (aka LilyCharlotte).
WARNING: this site is not terribly work safe. Blame lime. Not my fault.
For those not in the know, Die and Shinya are members of a Japanese rock band, Diru or Dir En Grey or D.E.G. And the blanketfort is jrock centered. Despite this, I really don't know much about jrock. ^.^
First, a stand alone fic from Die's POV.
*****
Collaboration
kaxxi_ryo
"Hey, Shin-chan." Totchi flopped down next to Shinya and dove into his bento. "You know, I just realized... how come you've never written a song with Die? He's written songs with everyone else..."
"Ano... I don't really know. We tried once, but it didn't work."
Die almost snorted. Once. Actually, they'd tried three times.
***
The first time, they'd been sitting in Shinya's kitchen, pencils ready and paper everywhere. They'd traded a few ideas and squeaked out a whole verse before getting completely stuck. Most of Die's attention was already scattered by the fact that he was actually alone with Shinya, and at that point he'd finally given himself over to simply watching Shinya nibble delicately at his pencil. He almost protested aloud when Shinya stopped.
"Die... is something the matter?"
Which is when Die realized that, if Shinya wasn't nibbling on his pencil, perhaps he could be persuaded to nibble on something else. So he kissed him. They never got around to nibbling, but he did find out that Shinya had extremely skillful hands.
***
The second time, they'd been sitting on Die's couch and only managed a few lines and half a melody to go with them before Die stopped resisting the urge to wrap one arm around his bandmate and start running his hands through his hair. This time things did progress to nibbling and Die discovered that Shinya's mouth was just as talented as his hands.
***
The third time, Die didn't wait for them to sit down.
*****
I also wrote an entire arc of ficlets from Shinya's POV for this challenge, which I will post in my next entry due to vague fears about strange lj word limits.
I'm off.
ryo
WARNING: this site is not terribly work safe. Blame lime. Not my fault.
For those not in the know, Die and Shinya are members of a Japanese rock band, Diru or Dir En Grey or D.E.G. And the blanketfort is jrock centered. Despite this, I really don't know much about jrock. ^.^
First, a stand alone fic from Die's POV.
*****
Collaboration
kaxxi_ryo
"Hey, Shin-chan." Totchi flopped down next to Shinya and dove into his bento. "You know, I just realized... how come you've never written a song with Die? He's written songs with everyone else..."
"Ano... I don't really know. We tried once, but it didn't work."
Die almost snorted. Once. Actually, they'd tried three times.
***
The first time, they'd been sitting in Shinya's kitchen, pencils ready and paper everywhere. They'd traded a few ideas and squeaked out a whole verse before getting completely stuck. Most of Die's attention was already scattered by the fact that he was actually alone with Shinya, and at that point he'd finally given himself over to simply watching Shinya nibble delicately at his pencil. He almost protested aloud when Shinya stopped.
"Die... is something the matter?"
Which is when Die realized that, if Shinya wasn't nibbling on his pencil, perhaps he could be persuaded to nibble on something else. So he kissed him. They never got around to nibbling, but he did find out that Shinya had extremely skillful hands.
***
The second time, they'd been sitting on Die's couch and only managed a few lines and half a melody to go with them before Die stopped resisting the urge to wrap one arm around his bandmate and start running his hands through his hair. This time things did progress to nibbling and Die discovered that Shinya's mouth was just as talented as his hands.
***
The third time, Die didn't wait for them to sit down.
*****
I also wrote an entire arc of ficlets from Shinya's POV for this challenge, which I will post in my next entry due to vague fears about strange lj word limits.
I'm off.
ryo