(test fic lol)
Ok first LJ-published fan fic ever. jhvgdjhf I want your opinions lmao OTL
Hopefully it will turn into a crack fic. lol
AND SHIT I HAVE A TEST TMOR KJDHGDLIRUGH WHAT AM I DOING.
Title: One panther too many ???
Paring: Tora / Shou / Kenzo (Alice Nine, AYABIE)
Rating: R~NC-17
WRITING THIS WITH shadow_fictions
Part: 1 / ??
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Shou toed off his shoes and quietly trudged down the dark hallway to his bedroom. The door was left ajar, and a sliver of faint light penetrated the darkness. He carefully pushed the door open wide enough to poke his head through, then thought better of it, opening the door fully, because hey, it was his own bedroom for god’s sake, why did he have to act like he was intruding on something private?
The two big black cats on his bed stopped whatever they were doing, and Shou could swear that in addition to peering right into his soul with their large golden feline eyes, questioning looks were directed his way. He stood frozen on the spot, unable to fathom what the hell it was that he was witnessing.
He thought of apologizing and saying “Sorry, I thought Tora and Kenzo were over tonight,” but then again they were cats, big cats and what was he doing, apologizing to goddamn panthers or whatever they were? He quietly backed out of the room, still feeling scrutinized by the accusing looks cast his way, and slowly closed the door, hoping that he’d walk back out into the world of sanity and normality, a world where panthers were panthers, and not creatures that invaded his bedroom and acted… almost strangely human, beneath all that short black fur.
That was when he noticed the pile of clothes, not his own, on the floor, by the foot of the bed. And he was pretty damn sure he recognized that black t-shirt, the one with the diamante skull motif on the front. Fuck, that was Tora’s!!! And if Tora said that he’d visit with Kenzo, then the other set of clothes must be Kenzo’s! Except where we they? And why the fuck were these… these things lounging on his bed as if they owned it? Did Tora and Zo get eaten, preyed on, mauled to death by these two beasts?
Shou snapped out of his little reverie and threw all caution to the wind, springing into action and grabbing something, anything, from the table nearby that looked useful as a weapon against two giant wild cats. He looked down to see what he’d snatched. A hair straightener. A hair straightener. Shou nearly groaned aloud with mortification and embarassment. He pushed all these thoughts aside though, and proceeded to ask what the fuck they were and what they did with Tora and Zo.
“I’ll turn my back and give you three seconds before I face you again, to tell me who the fuck you are and where the fuck Tora and Kenzo are.” he stated, pointing the hair straightener at the two creatures on the bed threateningly. At least he hoped so. The moment he turned around though, he felt a shiver of dread crawl up his spine. Why the fuck was he talking to the panthers as if they understood him? And why was he exposing his back, showcasing his vulnerability to them? They could pounce and it’d all be over in the blink of an eye. Above all, he wanted to laugh at the absurdity of this situation. Maybe he really was going crazy.
“Shou.”
It was a barely a whisper, but Shou whirled back around, the shock and disbelief at having heard that familiar voice rendering him completely speechless. There was Tora, Tora, stretched out on his bed in all his naked glory, hazel eyes twinkling, and a huge Cheshire cat grin (or was that a smirk?) plastered across his handsome face.
Hopefully it will turn into a crack fic. lol
AND SHIT I HAVE A TEST TMOR KJDHGDLIRUGH WHAT AM I DOING.
Title: One panther too many ???
Paring: Tora / Shou / Kenzo (Alice Nine, AYABIE)
Rating: R~NC-17
WRITING THIS WITH shadow_fictions
Part: 1 / ??
-----------
Shou toed off his shoes and quietly trudged down the dark hallway to his bedroom. The door was left ajar, and a sliver of faint light penetrated the darkness. He carefully pushed the door open wide enough to poke his head through, then thought better of it, opening the door fully, because hey, it was his own bedroom for god’s sake, why did he have to act like he was intruding on something private?
The two big black cats on his bed stopped whatever they were doing, and Shou could swear that in addition to peering right into his soul with their large golden feline eyes, questioning looks were directed his way. He stood frozen on the spot, unable to fathom what the hell it was that he was witnessing.
He thought of apologizing and saying “Sorry, I thought Tora and Kenzo were over tonight,” but then again they were cats, big cats and what was he doing, apologizing to goddamn panthers or whatever they were? He quietly backed out of the room, still feeling scrutinized by the accusing looks cast his way, and slowly closed the door, hoping that he’d walk back out into the world of sanity and normality, a world where panthers were panthers, and not creatures that invaded his bedroom and acted… almost strangely human, beneath all that short black fur.
That was when he noticed the pile of clothes, not his own, on the floor, by the foot of the bed. And he was pretty damn sure he recognized that black t-shirt, the one with the diamante skull motif on the front. Fuck, that was Tora’s!!! And if Tora said that he’d visit with Kenzo, then the other set of clothes must be Kenzo’s! Except where we they? And why the fuck were these… these things lounging on his bed as if they owned it? Did Tora and Zo get eaten, preyed on, mauled to death by these two beasts?
Shou snapped out of his little reverie and threw all caution to the wind, springing into action and grabbing something, anything, from the table nearby that looked useful as a weapon against two giant wild cats. He looked down to see what he’d snatched. A hair straightener. A hair straightener. Shou nearly groaned aloud with mortification and embarassment. He pushed all these thoughts aside though, and proceeded to ask what the fuck they were and what they did with Tora and Zo.
“I’ll turn my back and give you three seconds before I face you again, to tell me who the fuck you are and where the fuck Tora and Kenzo are.” he stated, pointing the hair straightener at the two creatures on the bed threateningly. At least he hoped so. The moment he turned around though, he felt a shiver of dread crawl up his spine. Why the fuck was he talking to the panthers as if they understood him? And why was he exposing his back, showcasing his vulnerability to them? They could pounce and it’d all be over in the blink of an eye. Above all, he wanted to laugh at the absurdity of this situation. Maybe he really was going crazy.
“Shou.”
It was a barely a whisper, but Shou whirled back around, the shock and disbelief at having heard that familiar voice rendering him completely speechless. There was Tora, Tora, stretched out on his bed in all his naked glory, hazel eyes twinkling, and a huge Cheshire cat grin (or was that a smirk?) plastered across his handsome face.