Fanfiction - Song Drabbles
Title: Untitled - Song Drabbles
Author: Ritsu (crazy_otaku911)
Pairing: Various/None.
Rating: Uhm, there's at least one NC-17 one? Idk!
Summary: What happens when the writer turns her iTunes on.
Disclaimer: This work is purely fiction.
Warnings:
A/N: Beta'd by dritree <3
Akatsuki: Masuda Takahisa
Reaching up, Masuda Takahisa forced himself to climb. His muscles groaned in protest, his entire being completely exhausted. The only reason he was still moving was because of his pure determination to win.
He moved, pushing himself to the top. Competition meant nothing to him, but the feeling of victory did. The feeling of knowing he'd done it was something he lived for. It didn't matter how grueling it was, it was worth it to stand at the top and smile.
One Kiss: Matsumoto Jun
It was all about attitude, poise. If you concentrated on it, they couldn't get near you. Jun loved that. No one to bother him, they were just in awe. He just had that presence.
The 'I Don't Care' attitude may not represent how he really felt, but it was just better this way. He didn't need to deal with people messing with him, no matter how fabulous they thought he was. He was his own person, no one was going to control him, especially people he cared nothing about.
'You can't touch me'.
Defiance was a part of it. Being able to dazzle people with just a smile was another. The ability to stun people into silence and just slide by was crucial.
All in all, you just put up the right kind of wall and it's all you need.
Crush: G-Dragon/Chaerin
It was perhaps the worst thing about having the spotlight on you. Chaerin danced and sang, sometimes not really understanding the words coming out of her mouth.
What did she know about love? She'd devoted her time to music and dance, even more so now that she had 2NE1.
But what was she really singing about? What did she know about love? She was denied the very thing she sang so passionately about. Sometimes that just confused her.
She watched him a lot. How could she not, with how close they were? Did he know what love really was?
Chaerin didn't know and she didn't really know how to ask him that. He meant a lot to her and she didn't want to make things weird by asking those sorts of questions.
Maybe he knew, maybe she didn't.
But she did like him.
IZANAIZUKI: Nakajima/Yamada
Sometimes they just wanted to run away together. Get away from it all. The stress was killing them, but in the night, with the moonlight, they found themselves come to life again.
He didn't know why he was so desperate, but Yamada knew he'd burn out soon enough. Just another minute, another hour, that's all he needed.
Silently, he pulled the other along, closing the door behind them. Clutching to the other, his eyes showed that desperation. He wanted to run away with him, but no, they needed to stay.
“Love me...” He pleaded, leaning up a little. The other eagerly returned his kiss, holding him close.
Clothes slowly disappeared as they danced a different dance. Everything was within each other. They just needed to find it.
“Shhhh, I'm here.” Yuto murmured as he lay Yamada down. “Stay with me.”
Of course Yamada would stay. Yuto's side was where he felt the most alive, the most loved. He couldn't leave that, so he wouldn't leave here.
They just couldn't get away, even if it's what he wanted.
Aesthetics and Identity: Rain/Joon
He narrowed his eyes, glaring at the other male, the mocking laughter ringing in his ears. “What?” The boy jeered again. “You don't know how to dance?”
Joon flushed and looked away. Even if the guy was just a jerk, it got under Joon's skin so easily when people laughed at his skills. He took the sneering silently, until the boy got bored and left.
Slumping, Joon buried his face in his hands, trying to calm himself. He shouldn't let a jerk get under his skin. He was an easygoing guy, it was unusual for this to make him so unhappy.
His eyes covered, he didn't see him approach. But a warm hand settled on his shoulder and Joon looked up to find a warm, gentle smile.
“If you try hard enough, you'll make it.” Rain, his idol told him, confidence sparkling.
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A/N: Mmm....not sure how to feel about these, but they were ALL written within 3-4 minutes. So I guess it's okay.
Author: Ritsu (crazy_otaku911)
Pairing: Various/None.
Rating: Uhm, there's at least one NC-17 one? Idk!
Summary: What happens when the writer turns her iTunes on.
Disclaimer: This work is purely fiction.
Warnings:
A/N: Beta'd by dritree <3
Akatsuki: Masuda Takahisa
Reaching up, Masuda Takahisa forced himself to climb. His muscles groaned in protest, his entire being completely exhausted. The only reason he was still moving was because of his pure determination to win.
He moved, pushing himself to the top. Competition meant nothing to him, but the feeling of victory did. The feeling of knowing he'd done it was something he lived for. It didn't matter how grueling it was, it was worth it to stand at the top and smile.
One Kiss: Matsumoto Jun
It was all about attitude, poise. If you concentrated on it, they couldn't get near you. Jun loved that. No one to bother him, they were just in awe. He just had that presence.
The 'I Don't Care' attitude may not represent how he really felt, but it was just better this way. He didn't need to deal with people messing with him, no matter how fabulous they thought he was. He was his own person, no one was going to control him, especially people he cared nothing about.
'You can't touch me'.
Defiance was a part of it. Being able to dazzle people with just a smile was another. The ability to stun people into silence and just slide by was crucial.
All in all, you just put up the right kind of wall and it's all you need.
Crush: G-Dragon/Chaerin
It was perhaps the worst thing about having the spotlight on you. Chaerin danced and sang, sometimes not really understanding the words coming out of her mouth.
What did she know about love? She'd devoted her time to music and dance, even more so now that she had 2NE1.
But what was she really singing about? What did she know about love? She was denied the very thing she sang so passionately about. Sometimes that just confused her.
She watched him a lot. How could she not, with how close they were? Did he know what love really was?
Chaerin didn't know and she didn't really know how to ask him that. He meant a lot to her and she didn't want to make things weird by asking those sorts of questions.
Maybe he knew, maybe she didn't.
But she did like him.
IZANAIZUKI: Nakajima/Yamada
Sometimes they just wanted to run away together. Get away from it all. The stress was killing them, but in the night, with the moonlight, they found themselves come to life again.
He didn't know why he was so desperate, but Yamada knew he'd burn out soon enough. Just another minute, another hour, that's all he needed.
Silently, he pulled the other along, closing the door behind them. Clutching to the other, his eyes showed that desperation. He wanted to run away with him, but no, they needed to stay.
“Love me...” He pleaded, leaning up a little. The other eagerly returned his kiss, holding him close.
Clothes slowly disappeared as they danced a different dance. Everything was within each other. They just needed to find it.
“Shhhh, I'm here.” Yuto murmured as he lay Yamada down. “Stay with me.”
Of course Yamada would stay. Yuto's side was where he felt the most alive, the most loved. He couldn't leave that, so he wouldn't leave here.
They just couldn't get away, even if it's what he wanted.
Aesthetics and Identity: Rain/Joon
He narrowed his eyes, glaring at the other male, the mocking laughter ringing in his ears. “What?” The boy jeered again. “You don't know how to dance?”
Joon flushed and looked away. Even if the guy was just a jerk, it got under Joon's skin so easily when people laughed at his skills. He took the sneering silently, until the boy got bored and left.
Slumping, Joon buried his face in his hands, trying to calm himself. He shouldn't let a jerk get under his skin. He was an easygoing guy, it was unusual for this to make him so unhappy.
His eyes covered, he didn't see him approach. But a warm hand settled on his shoulder and Joon looked up to find a warm, gentle smile.
“If you try hard enough, you'll make it.” Rain, his idol told him, confidence sparkling.
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A/N: Mmm....not sure how to feel about these, but they were ALL written within 3-4 minutes. So I guess it's okay.