In which experience counts as nothing...
ETA: Now, fanficrants, don't make me think you're talking about me.
...I'm not sure why I'm posting this up since I might delete it when I come to my senses and I'm going to leave now and not look back. Anyway, this is an unpolished excerpt from a sort of(?) slash fic (because if you've ever read some of my fics before (or are good at picking up hints), you probably could tell where I'm going with one of the guys. Otherwise, I recommend you stop here) that I can't really write more at this time. And, just so I don't waste your time, it is not from a fandom I've written for before...
Well, since I have been kinda blocked (^^;;;) from doing this, I will just post with initials. (Okay, the real reason is I was kind of embarrassed when writing this, and now rather embarrassed to replace them with the real names.) It is probably AU (convenient label for me when making up power and/or situations characters don't have in canon, though in this case I'll say the potential is kind of there), but maybe this might so not resemble the series it came from no one other than me would be interested enough to care who these characters were supposed to be like anyway...
Not Black and White
by sennetari
(Yup, I got the title before everything else...)
We are gonna skip a bunch of stuff, because the author can't be bothered to think up details yet...
T rounded the corner. That was a deadend there, so there was not any way for her to go now, unless she could vanish into thin air. He tried to thump down his excitement. Although excitement wasn't the right word. He was more angry. Was he the only one who felt an emotional connection? He opened all of himself, only to be rebuffed...
T blinked. P was not there. Instead, he only saw someone whose annoying face he knew only too well.
"Oi, O-kun. In a hurry to go somewhere?"
It was an irritating drawl that should have made T hit the guy immediately, but he pulled back. There really was not any way to escape from this back alley, yet P apparently did.
"Out of my way, Y," T said almost distractedly.
"Or what? Are you looking for something, O-kun?"
T gritted his teeth.
"None of your damn business!"
The other guy sighed, all signs of levity gone.
"Look, H-kun. I don't want things to turn out this way either."
T's head turned at that. "What the hell is that supposed to mean?" But deep down he knew what terrible confession was about to go down.
"Hey, hey. You are going to make me say it, aren't you? Let this be on your head then."
And with that, the air seemed to waver, enough that T could not see what was happening in front of him, or more specifically, to the other guy. A moment later, certainly not long enough for T to prepare himself, the air settled back to normal. And just as he feared, P was standing there, in the same pretty kimino he had seen her in. But a mocking expression much better suited for her male alter ego was marring her beauty.
"It was a mistake to run from you. If you want me that much, you can have me, as long as you pay."
"...what the hell are you saying,...P...no...?"
She laughed. It was an unpleasant laugh.
"That you can use me as long as I'm compensated."
Something inside T snapped then. He walked over and slapped her face.
She touched her cheek and with a move that caught him off guard, punched him hard in the face that he flew across the alley way.
T struggled to get up. Damn, the guy might be a girl then, but he certainly hadn't lost any of his strength. "Agh...What the hell did you punch me for?"
"For treating me like a girl, idiot!"
But you are a woman, at least for now, damn you. He did not claim to understand how or why she could apparently switch genders at will (the guy might not be fully human, for all T knew), and he doubted she would have told him. They certainly never got along at all, but yet, seeing her like this, not trembling precisely, because either P or her alter ego would not show weakness to him, he thought perhaps he might have been too close-minded. No one could be that annoying all the time.
He was still angry, though. Why didn't P just tell him straight what she was up to?
Most likely because he wasn't trusted either. And that hurt! Hurt in a way he did not understand.
"Don't be a woman if you don't want to be treated as one."
P sighed. "I am an idiot. But I might as well use this situation to my advantage. What do you want with me, exactly?"
"I want you to stop with the playacting, which you suck, by the way. And I could return the same question to you. What the hell do you want with me, exactly?"
"Coming from you, that does not make me feel better at all. And I don't know what I want with you. If I did, I wouldn't still be talking to you like this."
"Not supposed to make you feel better. Oh, and the playacting comment also means that you stop using the form you are using now."
"Tsk. I thought I would hide out like this for a while." T glared with his best evil eyes, and that caused P to put up both her hands. "Oh, all right, all right. I want you to promise not to beat me up then."
If you are actually afraid of me, the world must be coming to an end. But all he said was "fine".
So P did what he requested. The air shifted thing disoriented T again, even though he expected it this time. Then the familiar form and face appeared again.
"Probably too much to ask that you forget what you've seen here, but I want you to ignore it. See you."
Before he fully knew what he was doing, T reached out his hand to stop the other guy from leaving.
"What?"
Despite seeing how annoyed the other guy was, T pulled him closer and kissed him.
T braced himself to be punched again, but, to his surprise, the other guy deepen the kiss, so T let nature took its course. As far as kissing went anyway.
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Well, obvious fandom is obvious. This was written back when I hadn't seen enough of the series to really get characterization right (excuses, excuses, because it isn't like I know these characters much better now either), but if you do know the canon, I might as well admit that there was one scene (yeah, that one) that had been modeled almost exactly after a canon scene (different characters, different relationship, however).
...I'm not sure why I'm posting this up since I might delete it when I come to my senses and I'm going to leave now and not look back. Anyway, this is an unpolished excerpt from a sort of(?) slash fic (because if you've ever read some of my fics before (or are good at picking up hints), you probably could tell where I'm going with one of the guys. Otherwise, I recommend you stop here) that I can't really write more at this time. And, just so I don't waste your time, it is not from a fandom I've written for before...
Well, since I have been kinda blocked (^^;;;) from doing this, I will just post with initials. (Okay, the real reason is I was kind of embarrassed when writing this, and now rather embarrassed to replace them with the real names.) It is probably AU (convenient label for me when making up power and/or situations characters don't have in canon, though in this case I'll say the potential is kind of there), but maybe this might so not resemble the series it came from no one other than me would be interested enough to care who these characters were supposed to be like anyway...
Not Black and White
by sennetari
(Yup, I got the title before everything else...)
We are gonna skip a bunch of stuff, because the author can't be bothered to think up details yet...
T rounded the corner. That was a deadend there, so there was not any way for her to go now, unless she could vanish into thin air. He tried to thump down his excitement. Although excitement wasn't the right word. He was more angry. Was he the only one who felt an emotional connection? He opened all of himself, only to be rebuffed...
T blinked. P was not there. Instead, he only saw someone whose annoying face he knew only too well.
"Oi, O-kun. In a hurry to go somewhere?"
It was an irritating drawl that should have made T hit the guy immediately, but he pulled back. There really was not any way to escape from this back alley, yet P apparently did.
"Out of my way, Y," T said almost distractedly.
"Or what? Are you looking for something, O-kun?"
T gritted his teeth.
"None of your damn business!"
The other guy sighed, all signs of levity gone.
"Look, H-kun. I don't want things to turn out this way either."
T's head turned at that. "What the hell is that supposed to mean?" But deep down he knew what terrible confession was about to go down.
"Hey, hey. You are going to make me say it, aren't you? Let this be on your head then."
And with that, the air seemed to waver, enough that T could not see what was happening in front of him, or more specifically, to the other guy. A moment later, certainly not long enough for T to prepare himself, the air settled back to normal. And just as he feared, P was standing there, in the same pretty kimino he had seen her in. But a mocking expression much better suited for her male alter ego was marring her beauty.
"It was a mistake to run from you. If you want me that much, you can have me, as long as you pay."
"...what the hell are you saying,...P...no...?"
She laughed. It was an unpleasant laugh.
"That you can use me as long as I'm compensated."
Something inside T snapped then. He walked over and slapped her face.
She touched her cheek and with a move that caught him off guard, punched him hard in the face that he flew across the alley way.
T struggled to get up. Damn, the guy might be a girl then, but he certainly hadn't lost any of his strength. "Agh...What the hell did you punch me for?"
"For treating me like a girl, idiot!"
But you are a woman, at least for now, damn you. He did not claim to understand how or why she could apparently switch genders at will (the guy might not be fully human, for all T knew), and he doubted she would have told him. They certainly never got along at all, but yet, seeing her like this, not trembling precisely, because either P or her alter ego would not show weakness to him, he thought perhaps he might have been too close-minded. No one could be that annoying all the time.
He was still angry, though. Why didn't P just tell him straight what she was up to?
Most likely because he wasn't trusted either. And that hurt! Hurt in a way he did not understand.
"Don't be a woman if you don't want to be treated as one."
P sighed. "I am an idiot. But I might as well use this situation to my advantage. What do you want with me, exactly?"
"I want you to stop with the playacting, which you suck, by the way. And I could return the same question to you. What the hell do you want with me, exactly?"
"Coming from you, that does not make me feel better at all. And I don't know what I want with you. If I did, I wouldn't still be talking to you like this."
"Not supposed to make you feel better. Oh, and the playacting comment also means that you stop using the form you are using now."
"Tsk. I thought I would hide out like this for a while." T glared with his best evil eyes, and that caused P to put up both her hands. "Oh, all right, all right. I want you to promise not to beat me up then."
If you are actually afraid of me, the world must be coming to an end. But all he said was "fine".
So P did what he requested. The air shifted thing disoriented T again, even though he expected it this time. Then the familiar form and face appeared again.
"Probably too much to ask that you forget what you've seen here, but I want you to ignore it. See you."
Before he fully knew what he was doing, T reached out his hand to stop the other guy from leaving.
"What?"
Despite seeing how annoyed the other guy was, T pulled him closer and kissed him.
T braced himself to be punched again, but, to his surprise, the other guy deepen the kiss, so T let nature took its course. As far as kissing went anyway.
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Well, obvious fandom is obvious. This was written back when I hadn't seen enough of the series to really get characterization right (excuses, excuses, because it isn't like I know these characters much better now either), but if you do know the canon, I might as well admit that there was one scene (yeah, that one) that had been modeled almost exactly after a canon scene (different characters, different relationship, however).