[drabble] 10 Characters meme #1
Title: 10 Characters meme #1
Fandom: 2NE1, Hey! Say! JUMP, Sexy Zone
Author: yoyocchi
Note: From twenty one prompts given, I will submit three to seven fics per post depend on their length and in random order.
1. Park Bom - 2. Chinen Yuri - 3. CL - 4. Arioka Daiki - 5. Yamada Ryosuke - 6. Kikuchi Fuuma - 7. Sandara Park - 8. Taemin - 9. Minzy - 10. Yabu Kouta
2. Angst (7)
[Sandara Park; G]
Who is she?
Who’s that figure, frozen in a huge image behind the glass?
Wearing a lovely pink summer dress, the girl in the picture has her eyes wide open, filled with sparkles and bubbles and a radiating morning sunshine. Her smile spreads wide, pushing up her rosy-pink cheeks, blasting happiness with her open mouth, letting out a voiceless shout.
She’s such a cotton candy-a bundle of sweetness that brings smile to everyone’s lips, that promises everything will be alright.
Who is she?
Dara takes one last look to the huge advertisement panel starring herself before she gave a distant gaze to her own reflection on the glass partition. All she can see in her eyes is a cloudy sky-a bundle of gray that envelopes herself in sorrow, that threatens to spill drops of water just when she’s sure no one is around.
That’s me.
She darts her eyes back to the huge panel with a sense of unfamiliarity.
Who is she?
==
7. Horror (10)
[Yabu Kouta; PG-13]
A gust of cold wind greeted Yabu’s face as he opened the door to the rooftop. It was for a different reason that he froze in his place, his mouth and his eyes were wide open.
“Taiyou…”
The said young man turned his head around. Noticing his fellow friend’s presence, he casually put on a smile as though standing on the very edge of the rooftop was something he did every day.
“Hi, Yabu-kun.”
Chills of fear were creeping down on Yabu’s back when another strong wind came. Taiyou’s hair were swept to the side as well as his unzipped black jacket, and the image of him losing his balance and eventually falling five stories under haunted Yabu’s mind. A single feathery touch could be the death of him.
“Oi. What the hell are you doing? Stop messing around and get back here,” Yabu growled. He gritted his teeth when the other boy replied with silence, just staring back at him with those deep dark orbs, and shouted desperately, “If you think killing yourself would solve everything, then you are totally wrong!!!”
Taiyou’s smile turned bitter. He snickered.
“Taiyou!!”
Turning on his heels, he faced Yabu properly and said, “Even though I have told you. You don’t get it after all, huh?”
“What?“
“It’s too late, Yabu-kun. Everyone thinks I am the one responsible for killing them-Hikaru-kun, Dai-chan, and Yamada-kun-and you know what? When I was around, I could see fear in their eyes. They doubt me. They were afraid I would kill them.” Disappointment could be heard under his calm voice. His palm met his face and he shook his head. “They don’t believe me. No one believes me. Do you, Yabu-kun?”
“I BELIEVE YOU!” Yabu shouted. “I believe you, Taiyou, and I’m sure they believe you, too. Everyone just have no idea of what’s going on. And how could they defend you if you keep running away and don’t explain the situation yourself?!”
Taiyou’s face turned grim. “That doesn’t matter anymore,” he muttered, those dark orbs in his eyes became pools of emptiness. “My aliby wasn’t strong enough to prove my innocence and the police force has been chasing me around non-stop.”
A moment of silence filled between the two before he continued, “All I can do is run. I don’t have anywhere else to go back.”
The sound of sirene from afar was getting louder by the second, enveloping the midnight silence and the occasional sound of cars passing by the asphalt road below. That was the sign of police cars coming and in no time, the force arrived by the front of the building where they were right now.
Taiyou looked down, unperturbed by the sight of vehicles surrounding the entrance, flashing blue and red lights, roaring sirene, and people cladded in black uniform that had been chasing after him for the last four days. While at the moment, Yabu was shocked by the fact that the police could trace their location.
“How can they find out…?”
Looking back at Yabu, whose expression was like those that lost in a battle, Taiyou gave him another smile. A submissive one, as if saying that the situation couldn’t be helped. There was no turning back. “I guess this is it.”
“What do you mean?”
“Thanks for everything, Yabu-kun.”
Yabu got what he meant-and what he was going to do soon. “No. You won’t do that, Taiyou. You won’t! Don’t!!!”
Taiyou shut his eyes. His head was facing up, showered by the moonlight.
“Good bye…”
And he let the wind pushed him down.
“TAIYOU!!!”
Yabu dashed with a might he had never had in him before. His hand was outstretched as far as possible, clutching on the possibility that he still could save Taiyou. He was close to reach Taiyou’s side when the latter leaned his back to the air. Knowing he wasn’t quick enough, he stomped the ground, giving his feet more force to move faster, and deftly made an attempt to grab Taiyou’s arm.
He got him.
Or so he thought.
“What a fool.” Taiyou smirked maliciously in a way Yabu had never seen before. His dark eyes were glowing and turning bright purple.
Yabu couldn’t believe of what he just witnessed-something inhuman that only fictional character could do-but one thing for sure was that this person before him was not the Taiyou he knew. He was not Taiyou.
“Who are you…?”
“Taiyou” grabbed Yabu’s elbow, pulled him off of the rooftop ground and locked him in his embrace before his skin and clothes eroded into smoke, and his flesh and bones into ashes.
He disappeared into the shadow of the night, leaving Yabu falling on his own.
His question left unanswered.
…CRASH!!!
==
18. Genderswap (1&6)
[Park Bom/Kikuchi Fuuma; PG-13]
“And they-well, the magazine said true lovers looked alike.”
Kikuchi Fuuka brought up her fingers to her mouth, a sweet little move to cover her giggle. “You know how people often said that we resembled each other, right?” she continued. She scooted closer to her partner and propped her elbow to the table, left cheek on her palm. “What do you think?”
Park Youngbom tilted his head to the side, amused smile never left his face as he sipped his coffee milk-with ridiculous extra five blocks of sugar-slowly. “I don’t get them even until now, but if the article is true, wouldn’t that be a good thing for us?”
“Right~” she answered with a sing-song tune. Her arms snaked around Youngbom’s right one and she rested her head on his shoulder.
A beeping sound caught their attention. It came from Youngbom’s pocket.
“Fuuka-yah,” Youngbom softly asked.
Slightly reluctant to let go, Fuuka held back her stubborn conscious from surfacing and kept her fingers busy with the sundae spoon while he was meddling with his cell phone. Her natural pouting lips, which right now were pouted even more, reflected on the backside of the stainless steel material, turning her image weird. She was mildly entertained.
She found the look her boyfriend had now more entertaining, of course. It was very cute of him to pout his lips as he was thinking hard of some matter displayed in the message he received. Other people might find it gross for a man almost in his thirty still making that kind of childish expression. She didn’t care; she loved his pouts and his obsession over corn and everything about him. Everything. Oh, how she wanted to launch herself to him and kiss those soft lips of his.
Those plump lips.
Those naturally pouty mouth.
Like mine.
She giggle out of the blue, gaining a curious look from Youngbom who had just finished replying the message. “Anything interesting comes to mind?”
“I think I know why everyone says we look alike.”
“Really? Which part of us look the same?”
“Well, what’s your guess?” Fuuka purposely made him thinking and just like what she knew, he subconsciously played with his lips using his fingers. And his lips were pouted.
Leaning forward, she set his hand aside and planted a kiss on his lips. It was a quick kiss, enough to surprise him with her sudden action and for him to get the right answer.
“Aaah. So it’s the mouth?”
She nodded slightly and gave him a longer, better kiss as a reward.
Fandom: 2NE1, Hey! Say! JUMP, Sexy Zone
Author: yoyocchi
Note: From twenty one prompts given, I will submit three to seven fics per post depend on their length and in random order.
1. Park Bom - 2. Chinen Yuri - 3. CL - 4. Arioka Daiki - 5. Yamada Ryosuke - 6. Kikuchi Fuuma - 7. Sandara Park - 8. Taemin - 9. Minzy - 10. Yabu Kouta
2. Angst (7)
[Sandara Park; G]
Who is she?
Who’s that figure, frozen in a huge image behind the glass?
Wearing a lovely pink summer dress, the girl in the picture has her eyes wide open, filled with sparkles and bubbles and a radiating morning sunshine. Her smile spreads wide, pushing up her rosy-pink cheeks, blasting happiness with her open mouth, letting out a voiceless shout.
She’s such a cotton candy-a bundle of sweetness that brings smile to everyone’s lips, that promises everything will be alright.
Who is she?
Dara takes one last look to the huge advertisement panel starring herself before she gave a distant gaze to her own reflection on the glass partition. All she can see in her eyes is a cloudy sky-a bundle of gray that envelopes herself in sorrow, that threatens to spill drops of water just when she’s sure no one is around.
That’s me.
She darts her eyes back to the huge panel with a sense of unfamiliarity.
Who is she?
==
7. Horror (10)
[Yabu Kouta; PG-13]
A gust of cold wind greeted Yabu’s face as he opened the door to the rooftop. It was for a different reason that he froze in his place, his mouth and his eyes were wide open.
“Taiyou…”
The said young man turned his head around. Noticing his fellow friend’s presence, he casually put on a smile as though standing on the very edge of the rooftop was something he did every day.
“Hi, Yabu-kun.”
Chills of fear were creeping down on Yabu’s back when another strong wind came. Taiyou’s hair were swept to the side as well as his unzipped black jacket, and the image of him losing his balance and eventually falling five stories under haunted Yabu’s mind. A single feathery touch could be the death of him.
“Oi. What the hell are you doing? Stop messing around and get back here,” Yabu growled. He gritted his teeth when the other boy replied with silence, just staring back at him with those deep dark orbs, and shouted desperately, “If you think killing yourself would solve everything, then you are totally wrong!!!”
Taiyou’s smile turned bitter. He snickered.
“Taiyou!!”
Turning on his heels, he faced Yabu properly and said, “Even though I have told you. You don’t get it after all, huh?”
“What?“
“It’s too late, Yabu-kun. Everyone thinks I am the one responsible for killing them-Hikaru-kun, Dai-chan, and Yamada-kun-and you know what? When I was around, I could see fear in their eyes. They doubt me. They were afraid I would kill them.” Disappointment could be heard under his calm voice. His palm met his face and he shook his head. “They don’t believe me. No one believes me. Do you, Yabu-kun?”
“I BELIEVE YOU!” Yabu shouted. “I believe you, Taiyou, and I’m sure they believe you, too. Everyone just have no idea of what’s going on. And how could they defend you if you keep running away and don’t explain the situation yourself?!”
Taiyou’s face turned grim. “That doesn’t matter anymore,” he muttered, those dark orbs in his eyes became pools of emptiness. “My aliby wasn’t strong enough to prove my innocence and the police force has been chasing me around non-stop.”
A moment of silence filled between the two before he continued, “All I can do is run. I don’t have anywhere else to go back.”
The sound of sirene from afar was getting louder by the second, enveloping the midnight silence and the occasional sound of cars passing by the asphalt road below. That was the sign of police cars coming and in no time, the force arrived by the front of the building where they were right now.
Taiyou looked down, unperturbed by the sight of vehicles surrounding the entrance, flashing blue and red lights, roaring sirene, and people cladded in black uniform that had been chasing after him for the last four days. While at the moment, Yabu was shocked by the fact that the police could trace their location.
“How can they find out…?”
Looking back at Yabu, whose expression was like those that lost in a battle, Taiyou gave him another smile. A submissive one, as if saying that the situation couldn’t be helped. There was no turning back. “I guess this is it.”
“What do you mean?”
“Thanks for everything, Yabu-kun.”
Yabu got what he meant-and what he was going to do soon. “No. You won’t do that, Taiyou. You won’t! Don’t!!!”
Taiyou shut his eyes. His head was facing up, showered by the moonlight.
“Good bye…”
And he let the wind pushed him down.
“TAIYOU!!!”
Yabu dashed with a might he had never had in him before. His hand was outstretched as far as possible, clutching on the possibility that he still could save Taiyou. He was close to reach Taiyou’s side when the latter leaned his back to the air. Knowing he wasn’t quick enough, he stomped the ground, giving his feet more force to move faster, and deftly made an attempt to grab Taiyou’s arm.
He got him.
Or so he thought.
“What a fool.” Taiyou smirked maliciously in a way Yabu had never seen before. His dark eyes were glowing and turning bright purple.
Yabu couldn’t believe of what he just witnessed-something inhuman that only fictional character could do-but one thing for sure was that this person before him was not the Taiyou he knew. He was not Taiyou.
“Who are you…?”
“Taiyou” grabbed Yabu’s elbow, pulled him off of the rooftop ground and locked him in his embrace before his skin and clothes eroded into smoke, and his flesh and bones into ashes.
He disappeared into the shadow of the night, leaving Yabu falling on his own.
His question left unanswered.
…CRASH!!!
==
18. Genderswap (1&6)
[Park Bom/Kikuchi Fuuma; PG-13]
“And they-well, the magazine said true lovers looked alike.”
Kikuchi Fuuka brought up her fingers to her mouth, a sweet little move to cover her giggle. “You know how people often said that we resembled each other, right?” she continued. She scooted closer to her partner and propped her elbow to the table, left cheek on her palm. “What do you think?”
Park Youngbom tilted his head to the side, amused smile never left his face as he sipped his coffee milk-with ridiculous extra five blocks of sugar-slowly. “I don’t get them even until now, but if the article is true, wouldn’t that be a good thing for us?”
“Right~” she answered with a sing-song tune. Her arms snaked around Youngbom’s right one and she rested her head on his shoulder.
A beeping sound caught their attention. It came from Youngbom’s pocket.
“Fuuka-yah,” Youngbom softly asked.
Slightly reluctant to let go, Fuuka held back her stubborn conscious from surfacing and kept her fingers busy with the sundae spoon while he was meddling with his cell phone. Her natural pouting lips, which right now were pouted even more, reflected on the backside of the stainless steel material, turning her image weird. She was mildly entertained.
She found the look her boyfriend had now more entertaining, of course. It was very cute of him to pout his lips as he was thinking hard of some matter displayed in the message he received. Other people might find it gross for a man almost in his thirty still making that kind of childish expression. She didn’t care; she loved his pouts and his obsession over corn and everything about him. Everything. Oh, how she wanted to launch herself to him and kiss those soft lips of his.
Those plump lips.
Those naturally pouty mouth.
Like mine.
She giggle out of the blue, gaining a curious look from Youngbom who had just finished replying the message. “Anything interesting comes to mind?”
“I think I know why everyone says we look alike.”
“Really? Which part of us look the same?”
“Well, what’s your guess?” Fuuka purposely made him thinking and just like what she knew, he subconsciously played with his lips using his fingers. And his lips were pouted.
Leaning forward, she set his hand aside and planted a kiss on his lips. It was a quick kiss, enough to surprise him with her sudden action and for him to get the right answer.
“Aaah. So it’s the mouth?”
She nodded slightly and gave him a longer, better kiss as a reward.