not sure how much i can continue..i'll just give it a try..
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"How was it?"
Clank
Captain Jean. Tall, well-built stood a good height of over 1.8m. His bleached-blonde hair was a stark contrast to his tanned skin and his teeth was as white and shiny as ever. Strong-jawed yet with light-brown eyes that twinkle or wink whenever he drops a joke or two with his subordinates or catching a girl's glance at him.
Jo. No one knew when she joined the force. However she herself was a force to be reckoned with. Eyes cold and silent, as her snowy-white hair bobbed short with slightly spiked-ends. She was a person of few words - and had been fewer since some time ago. She out-skilled all the young recruits and surpassed all privates in her techniques and - within less than a month's training - was recruited by Captain Jean who was determined to breach all protocols to include her into his squadron. "She's not just some any talent," he typed in his 2-page proposal (and among all other reasons to have Jo in) - to submit to Lil Hua, one of the superiors in the council (after a night's drinking challenge by her already tipsy self, sending her to her room, adding her favourite flowers - which he asked her and heard the answer all slurred up but still sharply understood by the ladies' man himself - in her vase), "she (Jo) IS technique."
As usual after every practice or actual warfare, the snowy-white haired rookie would be maintaining her mech. Jean wished every fella in his squadron would be do the same but too much of maintainence..
"Hey, give it a rest already." Jean knew: one more sentence and she would shut her shield, away from everyone. "Hey, yea, listen.."
The shield was already half-closed.
Jean's voice went into a commanding tone. "There's an official announcement."
Jo had been granted - by the council after Captain Jean almost-breached-protocol-second-request - official absence for all briefings. The captain stood in silence as the shield re-opened with deliberate slowness.
"The Songs will be here to join my squadron -" raising his voice above the whirl of the shield which was closing again -"they have chosen Ren's darling for a total haul makeover so -" he dropped his voice as the shield re-opened -"you'd better be prepared. And that's an order, rookie."
He thought he saw a pale expression of his rookie froze in horrified realisation - replaced by an expression of resolve -
before the shield closed back for the day again.
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Monday, September 15, 2008
Thursday, September 11, 2008
triggerpoint
warning SMUT - my very first
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..hidoi..
all this emotions just makes me screaming for someone to be with, argh -
wet..
gross, i've nothing on except this piece of cloth. Should guys have sanitary protection too..i hate washing off all this..
wait - nono, not now, i can't -
was it the phone? Oh please no, it can't be..argh, it IS..
"Amai-chan u there?"
Not now girl!
"Amai-chaaaaaan..."
i said not now!
"..i'm -"
nono, not THAT voice - control..i can't..
"..in need.."
argh -
"Amai-chan?"
wat the - ?! how did YOU get here?!
"AMAI-CHAAAAAN!!!! IS THAT FOR ME!!!"
dun taste it, you - ! stop moaning!! that look - i can't..
STOP LICKING ME ALREADY!!
- bitch
"Amai-chaaaan.."
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..hidoi..
all this emotions just makes me screaming for someone to be with, argh -
wet..
gross, i've nothing on except this piece of cloth. Should guys have sanitary protection too..i hate washing off all this..
wait - nono, not now, i can't -
was it the phone? Oh please no, it can't be..argh, it IS..
"Amai-chan u there?"
Not now girl!
"Amai-chaaaaaan..."
i said not now!
"..i'm -"
nono, not THAT voice - control..i can't..
"..in need.."
argh -
"Amai-chan?"
wat the - ?! how did YOU get here?!
"AMAI-CHAAAAAN!!!! IS THAT FOR ME!!!"
dun taste it, you - ! stop moaning!! that look - i can't..
STOP LICKING ME ALREADY!!
- bitch
"Amai-chaaaan.."
another PoT fanfic: warning BL hints
A sms exchange of a story which Atobe-sama n i came up with. I expanded from there
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The usually-unfazed stotic captain just met his match. It was a bright and a slightly warm day.
However Tezuka Kunimitsu, Seigaku Tennis Club's captain, felt as if a pile of snow just fell onto him, his hand could barely hold tight onto his handphone, trying to rationalise what had just happened.
"Tezuka, come over..let's..do it again - "
"Fuji?"
"Tezu-"
There was an abrupt *click*
"Fuji!"
and the line was disconnected.
Suddenly Tezuka was very aware of his surroundings. He was aware that no one was within earshot, no one was near him or far away from him to catch his frozen shocked expression.
He found himself running, running with all his strength. Years of strict training has paid off and with much admiration from his juniors - except Echizen Ryoma, the first-year student who became a regular by his - Tezuka's - decision. Perhaps Inui's self-made drinks did boost the team’s endurance and stamina.
Reminded of Inui’s hundred-percent smile and the eyes hidden mysteriously behind his black-rimmed glasses and how – for the umpteenth time - he barely evaded Inui’s personal persuasions to taste his concoctions – juices – Tezuka could taste the bitter bile in his own tongue.
He realized that his thoughts had drifted afar from what he should do. He refused to rationalise why – he needed all the strength and energy he had to get to Fuji. Was Fuji alright? Calling the police without any evidence was not the right thing to do as one needs absolute evidence or clues to support one’s statement..but..would it be too late?
“Fuji..” Could Echizen keep up with this sudden acceleration?
Finally, his heart could burst – the gates to Fuji’s door which would –
Tezuka Kunimitsu, why did you press the intercom button at this time? Again refusing to rationalise how and why the gates were already opened, he tried to focus on his next move. Fuji..be safe..Tezuka sprang again into a sprint, not listening to any warning in his body – the door was unlocked -
“Tezuka..”
The captain of Seigaku Tennis Club stood frozen by the door.
The opened door led his eyes to a table in the middle of the hall. On the table were small scattered thick plastic blocks and surrounding the table three seated males looking back at him: there was his brown-hair azure-eyed genius
Fuji..
“Na Tezuka, finally you are awed by my powers. But that - ” a snap sliced through the air –“is not a good reason to keep ME waiting.”
Atobe..
“Oi ya, Tezuka finally shows up..crafty naa..”
Oshitari..
“Tezuka.”
He turned to the familiar voice he could never say no to..Fuji's smile was the sun's. “Hurry, come, sit here.." his fingers trailed alongside an empty chair, "the mahjong game is about to start."
Tezuka Kunimitsu almost fainted.
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Comments
Lay Peng said...
MAHJONG!!!! haha~ tat's a good one.... gah~ love the slash...
hehe...... .... ..... ...... THAT'S A GOOD ONE!!!!
8:40 PM
Young Minstrel said...
XD!!! thank u!!! i was nervous as to how the comments will be..i wouldn't have it without my friend who started the whole thing..(come to think of it..how did it began?)
10:41 PM
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The usually-unfazed stotic captain just met his match. It was a bright and a slightly warm day.
However Tezuka Kunimitsu, Seigaku Tennis Club's captain, felt as if a pile of snow just fell onto him, his hand could barely hold tight onto his handphone, trying to rationalise what had just happened.
"Tezuka, come over..let's..do it again - "
"Fuji?"
"Tezu-"
There was an abrupt *click*
"Fuji!"
and the line was disconnected.
Suddenly Tezuka was very aware of his surroundings. He was aware that no one was within earshot, no one was near him or far away from him to catch his frozen shocked expression.
He found himself running, running with all his strength. Years of strict training has paid off and with much admiration from his juniors - except Echizen Ryoma, the first-year student who became a regular by his - Tezuka's - decision. Perhaps Inui's self-made drinks did boost the team’s endurance and stamina.
Reminded of Inui’s hundred-percent smile and the eyes hidden mysteriously behind his black-rimmed glasses and how – for the umpteenth time - he barely evaded Inui’s personal persuasions to taste his concoctions – juices – Tezuka could taste the bitter bile in his own tongue.
He realized that his thoughts had drifted afar from what he should do. He refused to rationalise why – he needed all the strength and energy he had to get to Fuji. Was Fuji alright? Calling the police without any evidence was not the right thing to do as one needs absolute evidence or clues to support one’s statement..but..would it be too late?
“Fuji..” Could Echizen keep up with this sudden acceleration?
Finally, his heart could burst – the gates to Fuji’s door which would –
Tezuka Kunimitsu, why did you press the intercom button at this time? Again refusing to rationalise how and why the gates were already opened, he tried to focus on his next move. Fuji..be safe..Tezuka sprang again into a sprint, not listening to any warning in his body – the door was unlocked -
“Tezuka..”
The captain of Seigaku Tennis Club stood frozen by the door.
The opened door led his eyes to a table in the middle of the hall. On the table were small scattered thick plastic blocks and surrounding the table three seated males looking back at him: there was his brown-hair azure-eyed genius
Fuji..
“Na Tezuka, finally you are awed by my powers. But that - ” a snap sliced through the air –“is not a good reason to keep ME waiting.”
Atobe..
“Oi ya, Tezuka finally shows up..crafty naa..”
Oshitari..
“Tezuka.”
He turned to the familiar voice he could never say no to..Fuji's smile was the sun's. “Hurry, come, sit here.." his fingers trailed alongside an empty chair, "the mahjong game is about to start."
Tezuka Kunimitsu almost fainted.
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Comments
Lay Peng said...
MAHJONG!!!! haha~ tat's a good one.... gah~ love the slash...
hehe...... .... ..... ...... THAT'S A GOOD ONE!!!!
8:40 PM
Young Minstrel said...
XD!!! thank u!!! i was nervous as to how the comments will be..i wouldn't have it without my friend who started the whole thing..(come to think of it..how did it began?)
10:41 PM
story
specially dedicated to my two seiyuu-mates..no words say how i happy i am to know you both - means a lot to me..keep the dream alive yo? :3
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June yawned, stretched and sat sprawled along the row of chairs, looking around the studio in boredom.
"Na ya..." she complained, uttering perfect Kansai-ben.
It had been 2 hours since she had been waiting outside. Her friends Lay Peng and Kai Heng were in the recording room, doing their script lines.
"Two years, hasn't it nya..." she yawned and stretched again.
Two years...
"Miss you there! See you in Japan!"
"Ganbare yo!"
Two years ago they were a bunch of newbies in a voice-acting class with the inspiration to star in a Japanese animation. Along the years one dropped out but went into Japanese-comic-drawing.
It was that fateful day the doctor told her if she wouldn't stop her voice-acting her jaw problem would worsen and had to opt for surgery which would be extremely risky.
"Shanai wa.." she murmured, quickly wiping her tears away. However, all did not go to waste.
She gave up working and concentrated in perfecting her comic-drawing skills. It was not easy to see her friends having spending power: having a good time belting out Japanese songs in their favourite karaoke studio. If it was not for one who kept insisting on paying - of that became an never-ending shovings between the both of them: one insisting on paying for herself, the other insisting on paying for her. Someday she would pay back the favour - infinitely.
And then it happened.
***********
Another fateful day she was frantically trying to finish a frame for Enotomo-sensei to have back the studio when the man himself stood by the doorway, smiling.
"S-sensei!" she jumped up from seat. "I did not realise it’s time! Sorry! I'll pack my stuffs -"
"Osuwari!" Mr Enotomo burst out with a perfect intonation of her favourite Japanese animation character - which got her to stick herself on the chair, "Hai buchou!"..and she remembered why she said that..damn, she missed those days..she hated being alone when her friends have already made their names in Japan..what were their stage names again..?
It was when she got the news of her life.
Her works had been secretly sent to Japan without her knowing - all thanks to her sensei who always kept her work "for teaching reference" as he would always tell her.
"NA YA!" she sprang up from her seat - and checked herself. "Sorry," she scratched the back of her head, sheepishly grinning at her teacher who continued. She could not believe what she heard: all she could figure was her works had been complied and an animation was on the way: starring her two favourites - which was the reason why they went over.
"..but what's interesting is.." her teacher imitated a mischevious - scary - character's grin that could send a shiver down her spine, "they didn't know it was your work."
All she could manage was a gaping lower jaw (anymore flexible it could swing back and forth).
"I'm giving you the honour to tell them yourself."
************
Land.
Being acrophobic she could almost kiss the ground in relief. However the ground seemed to be shifting its plates from left, right, front, back.."Aaargh!" she cursed under her breath, gritting her teeth, forcing herself to trudge on with that heavy luggage and bag of hers. She definitely needed help - and she knows who to count on. With that thought, she felt better and even managed a grin - but realising stares around her - she flew her hand to her mouth - and giggled. No matter, it was a safe journey although there was a slight turbulence along the flight that made her wonder why in her life she wanted to draw a mecha series.
"I'm meeting my friends!" her heart thumped wilder and wilder as she proceeded to the arrival hall - and SQUUUEEEEEEAAAALED her way to her friends, squeezing the life out of them, crying.
"Sorry," she grinned sheepishly, wiping her tears away, "I MISS YOU!!!" Energy bounced back into her and both her friends could see her eyes shining as they would always when she would get excited - and nothing can stop her - except for food..probably..
It was going to be one long LOUD ride to their accomodation.
*************
"Uso..da.."
They were right after all. During the journey she had asked them whether they had read the manga before taking on roles for the anime. It was a dramatic change as she listened intently to their experiences as they recalled moments in the manga which made impressions in their memories, laughed along with and teased them. Through it all there was a seriousess and - even a hint of nervousness - in her voice that came across to them as strange..but one would have known she may be strongly invovled in this project.
Tears welled up her eyes again as she sat opposite them after telling them the news - without giving any time for herself to unpack but got them both down on their seats: the light in her eyes had faded, replaced with an emotionless expression on her face, her jaw set hard. And she had expected the blank look on their faces with her sudden change of emotion.
She was the one whose manga inspired the anime: the only manga-ka who did all the storyboard, the scripts, the drawings - everything.
She sighed, ruffling her gel-spiked bleached hair (which by some chemcial technology the gel would still hold the hair in place no matter how rough the ruffling might be).
Then it was her turn to blink-blank.
Lay Peng let out a SQUEEEEAL and - "REALLY?!!! IT WAS YOU?!!!! HOW DID YOU DO IT?!!!!" - etc.etc.
Kai Heng didn't say anything: he might have expected it. However it still had an element of surprise as almost 100% of analysation during the journey suddenly revealed the absolute truth.
While both of them were still reacting to the surprise June laid sprawled, yawned and stretched on the sofa of their apartment: she may not be home-home, but it was more than enough to be home: her dreams came true, based at where she had always dreamt of, having her friends to star in the anime which she had it firstly in the manga and to be heavily invovled in producation and the directing - with a voice line or two as a supporting characters to her friend's delight (and secretly would loved to drag her for future radio talk shows).
"Tadaima."
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Comments
atobe-sama said...
Awww!!! >///<>w< 3:57 PM
Lay Peng said...
Oh.... not a bad one... but do u really have trouble gg to cash studio?
Gomen ne... I didn't realise >_< 7:31 PM
Derf Shaya said...
... (Tezuka's voice) a-ah.
pretty introspective though, for most parts.
demo dekiru janai~ ganbare~
9:57 PM
Young Minstrel said...
minna...more than thank you for reading my story..
to complete this i'll fill-in as responses to your honourable comments
Atobe-sama *giggle*
-yes i have a jaw problem..TMJ to be precise, dat's y i cannot be a professional seiyuu
lay peng
1. i'm using kansai-ben n my own Japanese slang
2 & 5. u know my style of writing!! yes it was done in a flash, but i kinda like the messiness of it (just to show it was done in a flash, *Shuichi* YAHAHAHAA!!!)
3. *BLUSH* GANBARE!!!
4. *BLUSH*
4 again. Kai, read that? There may be a future in seiyuu-ing
*BLUSH*BOW* i'm honoured from a visit from an experienced fanfic writer
derf shaya-writer of mecha stories n the ONLY seiyuu no TENSAI DA!!! i've ever known: BOKU WA AN'TA NO FAN DA!!!
1:58 PM
*******************
June yawned, stretched and sat sprawled along the row of chairs, looking around the studio in boredom.
"Na ya..." she complained, uttering perfect Kansai-ben.
It had been 2 hours since she had been waiting outside. Her friends Lay Peng and Kai Heng were in the recording room, doing their script lines.
"Two years, hasn't it nya..." she yawned and stretched again.
Two years...
"Miss you there! See you in Japan!"
"Ganbare yo!"
Two years ago they were a bunch of newbies in a voice-acting class with the inspiration to star in a Japanese animation. Along the years one dropped out but went into Japanese-comic-drawing.
It was that fateful day the doctor told her if she wouldn't stop her voice-acting her jaw problem would worsen and had to opt for surgery which would be extremely risky.
"Shanai wa.." she murmured, quickly wiping her tears away. However, all did not go to waste.
She gave up working and concentrated in perfecting her comic-drawing skills. It was not easy to see her friends having spending power: having a good time belting out Japanese songs in their favourite karaoke studio. If it was not for one who kept insisting on paying - of that became an never-ending shovings between the both of them: one insisting on paying for herself, the other insisting on paying for her. Someday she would pay back the favour - infinitely.
And then it happened.
***********
Another fateful day she was frantically trying to finish a frame for Enotomo-sensei to have back the studio when the man himself stood by the doorway, smiling.
"S-sensei!" she jumped up from seat. "I did not realise it’s time! Sorry! I'll pack my stuffs -"
"Osuwari!" Mr Enotomo burst out with a perfect intonation of her favourite Japanese animation character - which got her to stick herself on the chair, "Hai buchou!"..and she remembered why she said that..damn, she missed those days..she hated being alone when her friends have already made their names in Japan..what were their stage names again..?
It was when she got the news of her life.
Her works had been secretly sent to Japan without her knowing - all thanks to her sensei who always kept her work "for teaching reference" as he would always tell her.
"NA YA!" she sprang up from her seat - and checked herself. "Sorry," she scratched the back of her head, sheepishly grinning at her teacher who continued. She could not believe what she heard: all she could figure was her works had been complied and an animation was on the way: starring her two favourites - which was the reason why they went over.
"..but what's interesting is.." her teacher imitated a mischevious - scary - character's grin that could send a shiver down her spine, "they didn't know it was your work."
All she could manage was a gaping lower jaw (anymore flexible it could swing back and forth).
"I'm giving you the honour to tell them yourself."
************
Land.
Being acrophobic she could almost kiss the ground in relief. However the ground seemed to be shifting its plates from left, right, front, back.."Aaargh!" she cursed under her breath, gritting her teeth, forcing herself to trudge on with that heavy luggage and bag of hers. She definitely needed help - and she knows who to count on. With that thought, she felt better and even managed a grin - but realising stares around her - she flew her hand to her mouth - and giggled. No matter, it was a safe journey although there was a slight turbulence along the flight that made her wonder why in her life she wanted to draw a mecha series.
"I'm meeting my friends!" her heart thumped wilder and wilder as she proceeded to the arrival hall - and SQUUUEEEEEEAAAALED her way to her friends, squeezing the life out of them, crying.
"Sorry," she grinned sheepishly, wiping her tears away, "I MISS YOU!!!" Energy bounced back into her and both her friends could see her eyes shining as they would always when she would get excited - and nothing can stop her - except for food..probably..
It was going to be one long LOUD ride to their accomodation.
*************
"Uso..da.."
They were right after all. During the journey she had asked them whether they had read the manga before taking on roles for the anime. It was a dramatic change as she listened intently to their experiences as they recalled moments in the manga which made impressions in their memories, laughed along with and teased them. Through it all there was a seriousess and - even a hint of nervousness - in her voice that came across to them as strange..but one would have known she may be strongly invovled in this project.
Tears welled up her eyes again as she sat opposite them after telling them the news - without giving any time for herself to unpack but got them both down on their seats: the light in her eyes had faded, replaced with an emotionless expression on her face, her jaw set hard. And she had expected the blank look on their faces with her sudden change of emotion.
She was the one whose manga inspired the anime: the only manga-ka who did all the storyboard, the scripts, the drawings - everything.
She sighed, ruffling her gel-spiked bleached hair (which by some chemcial technology the gel would still hold the hair in place no matter how rough the ruffling might be).
Then it was her turn to blink-blank.
Lay Peng let out a SQUEEEEAL and - "REALLY?!!! IT WAS YOU?!!!! HOW DID YOU DO IT?!!!!" - etc.etc.
Kai Heng didn't say anything: he might have expected it. However it still had an element of surprise as almost 100% of analysation during the journey suddenly revealed the absolute truth.
While both of them were still reacting to the surprise June laid sprawled, yawned and stretched on the sofa of their apartment: she may not be home-home, but it was more than enough to be home: her dreams came true, based at where she had always dreamt of, having her friends to star in the anime which she had it firstly in the manga and to be heavily invovled in producation and the directing - with a voice line or two as a supporting characters to her friend's delight (and secretly would loved to drag her for future radio talk shows).
"Tadaima."
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Comments
atobe-sama said...
Awww!!! >///<>w< 3:57 PM
Lay Peng said...
Oh.... not a bad one... but do u really have trouble gg to cash studio?
Gomen ne... I didn't realise >_< 7:31 PM
Derf Shaya said...
... (Tezuka's voice) a-ah.
pretty introspective though, for most parts.
demo dekiru janai~ ganbare~
9:57 PM
Young Minstrel said...
minna...more than thank you for reading my story..
to complete this i'll fill-in as responses to your honourable comments
Atobe-sama *giggle*
-yes i have a jaw problem..TMJ to be precise, dat's y i cannot be a professional seiyuu
lay peng
1. i'm using kansai-ben n my own Japanese slang
2 & 5. u know my style of writing!! yes it was done in a flash, but i kinda like the messiness of it (just to show it was done in a flash, *Shuichi* YAHAHAHAA!!!)
3. *BLUSH* GANBARE!!!
4. *BLUSH*
4 again. Kai, read that? There may be a future in seiyuu-ing
*BLUSH*BOW* i'm honoured from a visit from an experienced fanfic writer
derf shaya-writer of mecha stories n the ONLY seiyuu no TENSAI DA!!! i've ever known: BOKU WA AN'TA NO FAN DA!!!
1:58 PM
another short one
buchou no tame ni..to thank you..for everything..
i'll never forget stay-up msn weekday nights with u
matta doyobi yo..(looking forward to it!!)
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They told me to be careful.
Watch out...they told me. Yeah, right. What harm could just one do? The laws protect us from them.
But sitting opposite me was a sight to behold.
Snow-white skin - as if risen from the depths of a snow-covered land...blue eyes as sapphire-blue as the precious stone itself..hair shone so white-silver that one would hide, ashamed of even standing among the crowds the moment this figure would appear.
But the child-like face....the face that has lived through years in time, lit by the innocent sapphire-blue eyes which sparkled in the moonlight. Yet the face tells a story of a lifetime - of joy, sorrow and pain..loneliness..
How do you summarise a story when you have lived long enough to weave a tale..of a hundred years..and more?
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Comment
Derf Shaya said...
A vampire... sasuga desu!
12:56 AM
i'll never forget stay-up msn weekday nights with u
matta doyobi yo..(looking forward to it!!)
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They told me to be careful.
Watch out...they told me. Yeah, right. What harm could just one do? The laws protect us from them.
But sitting opposite me was a sight to behold.
Snow-white skin - as if risen from the depths of a snow-covered land...blue eyes as sapphire-blue as the precious stone itself..hair shone so white-silver that one would hide, ashamed of even standing among the crowds the moment this figure would appear.
But the child-like face....the face that has lived through years in time, lit by the innocent sapphire-blue eyes which sparkled in the moonlight. Yet the face tells a story of a lifetime - of joy, sorrow and pain..loneliness..
How do you summarise a story when you have lived long enough to weave a tale..of a hundred years..and more?
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Comment
Derf Shaya said...
A vampire... sasuga desu!
12:56 AM
the first of all the first on my blog
What have I done wrong?
I know I should have said, "Sorry"..but it wasn't my fault. It happened in a flash - all too sudden and I didn't know how to react.
Now here I stand, alone..
Drops of rain, beating upon my head..good, I need that. Go on, rail your anger on me, just pelt on me..
Stupid
Hypocrite, what makes you think you are so right? You weren't there when it happened. The sun was. Shining admist the swirling white clouds. The breeze was there but soon it turned into a howl - of warning, now that I think about it..
What did I not do?
I know I should have said, "Sorry"..but it wasn't my fault. It happened in a flash - all too sudden and I didn't know how to react.
Now here I stand, alone..
Drops of rain, beating upon my head..good, I need that. Go on, rail your anger on me, just pelt on me..
Stupid
Hypocrite, what makes you think you are so right? You weren't there when it happened. The sun was. Shining admist the swirling white clouds. The breeze was there but soon it turned into a howl - of warning, now that I think about it..
What did I not do?
my first long Tezuka/Fuji fanfic (warning: light yaoi): there wasn't anything anyone could do
..all we could do was wait, wait, wait
How did it happen!
I don't know..all I could hear was noises..terrible, terrible noises..I remembered burying my face in my hands. I couldn't say a word.
I remembered..
It seemed like a strange night to them because both of us were not in the mood to open our mouths or manage a smile during the party. The answer was obvious. Earlier I changed our meeting time: I wanted to know the truth.
You smiled..the smile I can never forget. Everytime when the world seems to be full of hypocrites you barge into my barrier of thoughts which I had tried so hard not to let anyone read them.
"What's the matter?"
Your voice..I thought my knees would give way whenever I hear you, even in the silence of the night
Your touch..you always slide your hand into mine in public, ignoring all stares.
And all I ever want..is you.
I didn't answer. I led you to the park - to that very spot where you first found it - where no one could ever see us, even in broad daylight. Face to face, still you looked at me with your azure blue eyes
~"I'd like try on those tricoloured-green contact lens one day"
"Not allowed."
That was the first and the last of the tricoloured-green-contact-lens topic~
I want the truth, I want it more than anybody else. Perhaps your sister knew about it. Perhaps you told your younger brother. Why am I the last to know..
"Lost in your thoughts again." There was a hint of impatience in your gentle voice. Your breath..so close..to my skin..where-
"I'm here.."
I remembered closing my eyes..your clothes are in our way..
"No." I remembered pushing you away, I shut my eyes tight to ignore that..mischevious glint in your eyes..I- "Is there someone else!"
Silence.
"No..no..that's not-" Why wasn't I thinking!
It was when I felt you left my grasp, leaving me alone. But I saw you walking to my car..
~"Buy a car"
"No. No one uses it except you the driver in the front..and on the back seat.."
That somehow settled the drive-uh-car-buying issue~
You would always find a loop somewhere along my arm and hook yours to mine in the darkness of the night whenever I lock the car..but not that night. Without a word, you had walked ten metres in front..and away..from me..
I couldn't call for you. I just couldn't. Tell me!
Everyone was surprised: I walked in after him. We would always enter together and come out together..but not that night. They did not know he had entered the party venue.
I couldn't stay long, I did not want to. I had enough. We have not settled that topic. I had to leave early before the police start making alcohol-breath-tests. In my depression I think I drank a little too much-only you can cause me to have emotions..
I knew you were sullenly following behind me, for you always refused any driver's offer to send you home, saying you already have a designated chaffeur - and come running after me.
You did not run to me that night. You did not grab my arm to give me your "surprise-brush-my-lips-against-yours"..
~"Never do that again."
"But-"
"..."
That settled the topic~
You would always be the first to start a topic..and leave me breathless-but not that night.
Mechanical. Routine. That was how I start the car that night. That was how I almost banged onto another car reversing and accelerating hard and fast-
~"It isn't me you're driving, *Furant'-sito-san."~
Silence.
60km/h: I tried my best to lighten the situation
~"Faster."
"I'm driving a car."
"Our car, ne.."~
I tried to relate those what-you-would-call-it-cute-exchanges but I couldn't. Enough is enough.
"The truth."
Silence.
"Tell-" I raised my voice a little-my head..the alcohol-
"WRONG TURN!"
Throbbing..I must stop..to rest..but you spoke..?..finally..I could..touch you..once more..
I felt you grabbing my tired arms, shouting.."Wha-"
I couldn't remember anything more. I couldn't..
All I could hear were noises. All I could smell was something so horrendous that I will always remember for the rest of my life. All I could make out was those irritating flashing red lights searing my vision apart.
They said I was fine-but not for you. They told me they had called your home-your sister was the first to answer.
And now she was held back by-who i can't..remember-after shaking me so hard crying.
The alcohol in my head is cleared now.
But not our topic.
All we could do was wait
and hope
for you
to live
and love..
..again..
------------------------------------
Hope you like it, although it's BL. Sorry if I have drifted: I haven't written this long a length for a long time!!! I tried to stay on as much as possible, trying to keep the flow with understandable Engrish although it's past my sleeping time. I have deliberately ignored some English grammar rules in favour of manga/anime.
I DO NOT OWN THE CHARACTERS MENTIONED.
Yes, I was inspired by a TezukaxFuji fanfic writer's on the theme of a car accident. This is my own version.
Actually I did not want the story to be so obvious that it is a Tezuka/Fuji fanfic. I wanted it neutral so that both male-and-female-readers can relate comfortably to the story. I'm quite surprised I can flow along the fanfic preferred style of expression.
Comments on my writing style appreciated!!!
(*Furant'-sito-san = the Japanese-foreign pronounciation of "Mr Font-seat", as how I would think Fuji Syuusuke the genius-how many languages does he speak and understand?!-would abbreviate it)
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Comments
(from church) XD. said...
OMG ANGST TEZUKA <3_<3>.<~! - not putting in my real name after finding out in school what random people can do to your name if you post it on a website >_< title="comment permalink" href="http://youngminstrel.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-first-long-tezukafuji-fanfic-warning.html?showComment=1214718600000#c6658309425073179653">1:50 PM
Young Minstrel said...
THANK YOU!!!!oh sorry if my story blurblur..i'll relate the main points
Fuji did not die: he suffered major injures from the car crash thus was in the hospital-operation room while Fuji's elder sister n Tezuka waited outside
It happened because Tezuka was very depressed. He wanted to know if there was a third person in their relationship until he drank too much alcohol n drunk-drive n Fuji was sitting beside him
The depression n alcohol was too much for Tezuka until he almost lost consciousness thus made a wrong turn
when Fuji finally broke the silence by shouting "WRONG TURN!", Tezuka was so relieved that he let go of the steering wheel bcos he wanted to touch Fuji. Fuji tried to grab the steering wheel but it was too late - they crashed
11:31 PM
explodreamer said...
yoz~ nice one... I like the mood in it. Too bad i dun go for PoT.... it's a good start... do write more!
Oh yea... and ur furuba link:http://www.savefile.com/files/1670530
How did it happen!
I don't know..all I could hear was noises..terrible, terrible noises..I remembered burying my face in my hands. I couldn't say a word.
I remembered..
It seemed like a strange night to them because both of us were not in the mood to open our mouths or manage a smile during the party. The answer was obvious. Earlier I changed our meeting time: I wanted to know the truth.
You smiled..the smile I can never forget. Everytime when the world seems to be full of hypocrites you barge into my barrier of thoughts which I had tried so hard not to let anyone read them.
"What's the matter?"
Your voice..I thought my knees would give way whenever I hear you, even in the silence of the night
Your touch..you always slide your hand into mine in public, ignoring all stares.
And all I ever want..is you.
I didn't answer. I led you to the park - to that very spot where you first found it - where no one could ever see us, even in broad daylight. Face to face, still you looked at me with your azure blue eyes
~"I'd like try on those tricoloured-green contact lens one day"
"Not allowed."
That was the first and the last of the tricoloured-green-contact-lens topic~
I want the truth, I want it more than anybody else. Perhaps your sister knew about it. Perhaps you told your younger brother. Why am I the last to know..
"Lost in your thoughts again." There was a hint of impatience in your gentle voice. Your breath..so close..to my skin..where-
"I'm here.."
I remembered closing my eyes..your clothes are in our way..
"No." I remembered pushing you away, I shut my eyes tight to ignore that..mischevious glint in your eyes..I- "Is there someone else!"
Silence.
"No..no..that's not-" Why wasn't I thinking!
It was when I felt you left my grasp, leaving me alone. But I saw you walking to my car..
~"Buy a car"
"No. No one uses it except you the driver in the front..and on the back seat.."
That somehow settled the drive-uh-car-buying issue~
You would always find a loop somewhere along my arm and hook yours to mine in the darkness of the night whenever I lock the car..but not that night. Without a word, you had walked ten metres in front..and away..from me..
I couldn't call for you. I just couldn't. Tell me!
Everyone was surprised: I walked in after him. We would always enter together and come out together..but not that night. They did not know he had entered the party venue.
I couldn't stay long, I did not want to. I had enough. We have not settled that topic. I had to leave early before the police start making alcohol-breath-tests. In my depression I think I drank a little too much-only you can cause me to have emotions..
I knew you were sullenly following behind me, for you always refused any driver's offer to send you home, saying you already have a designated chaffeur - and come running after me.
You did not run to me that night. You did not grab my arm to give me your "surprise-brush-my-lips-against-yours"..
~"Never do that again."
"But-"
"..."
That settled the topic~
You would always be the first to start a topic..and leave me breathless-but not that night.
Mechanical. Routine. That was how I start the car that night. That was how I almost banged onto another car reversing and accelerating hard and fast-
~"It isn't me you're driving, *Furant'-sito-san."~
Silence.
60km/h: I tried my best to lighten the situation
~"Faster."
"I'm driving a car."
"Our car, ne.."~
I tried to relate those what-you-would-call-it-cute-exchanges but I couldn't. Enough is enough.
"The truth."
Silence.
"Tell-" I raised my voice a little-my head..the alcohol-
"WRONG TURN!"
Throbbing..I must stop..to rest..but you spoke..?..finally..I could..touch you..once more..
I felt you grabbing my tired arms, shouting.."Wha-"
I couldn't remember anything more. I couldn't..
All I could hear were noises. All I could smell was something so horrendous that I will always remember for the rest of my life. All I could make out was those irritating flashing red lights searing my vision apart.
They said I was fine-but not for you. They told me they had called your home-your sister was the first to answer.
And now she was held back by-who i can't..remember-after shaking me so hard crying.
The alcohol in my head is cleared now.
But not our topic.
All we could do was wait
and hope
for you
to live
and love..
..again..
------------------------------------
Hope you like it, although it's BL. Sorry if I have drifted: I haven't written this long a length for a long time!!! I tried to stay on as much as possible, trying to keep the flow with understandable Engrish although it's past my sleeping time. I have deliberately ignored some English grammar rules in favour of manga/anime.
I DO NOT OWN THE CHARACTERS MENTIONED.
Yes, I was inspired by a TezukaxFuji fanfic writer's on the theme of a car accident. This is my own version.
Actually I did not want the story to be so obvious that it is a Tezuka/Fuji fanfic. I wanted it neutral so that both male-and-female-readers can relate comfortably to the story. I'm quite surprised I can flow along the fanfic preferred style of expression.
Comments on my writing style appreciated!!!
(*Furant'-sito-san = the Japanese-foreign pronounciation of "Mr Font-seat", as how I would think Fuji Syuusuke the genius-how many languages does he speak and understand?!-would abbreviate it)
-------------------------------------------
Comments
(from church) XD. said...
OMG ANGST TEZUKA <3_<3>.<~! - not putting in my real name after finding out in school what random people can do to your name if you post it on a website >_< title="comment permalink" href="http://youngminstrel.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-first-long-tezukafuji-fanfic-warning.html?showComment=1214718600000#c6658309425073179653">1:50 PM
Young Minstrel said...
THANK YOU!!!!oh sorry if my story blurblur..i'll relate the main points
Fuji did not die: he suffered major injures from the car crash thus was in the hospital-operation room while Fuji's elder sister n Tezuka waited outside
It happened because Tezuka was very depressed. He wanted to know if there was a third person in their relationship until he drank too much alcohol n drunk-drive n Fuji was sitting beside him
The depression n alcohol was too much for Tezuka until he almost lost consciousness thus made a wrong turn
when Fuji finally broke the silence by shouting "WRONG TURN!", Tezuka was so relieved that he let go of the steering wheel bcos he wanted to touch Fuji. Fuji tried to grab the steering wheel but it was too late - they crashed
11:31 PM
explodreamer said...
yoz~ nice one... I like the mood in it. Too bad i dun go for PoT.... it's a good start... do write more!
Oh yea... and ur furuba link:http://www.savefile.com/files/1670530
the really first fanfic..
Sensei..waited long..here's to u..
LP: you ROCK la...thank u...
M.Atobe-sama no bigi no yoi na..
(Kak: how's my first fic XD)
YOSH! YUDAN SEZU NI..
"honma ni?" XD
--------------------------------------------
There was nothing more I could say.
All I could do was stand, fixing my gaze onto you. You were right after all: friends DON'T DO that.
Yet, how can I resist you when you were standing so close to me? All I did was leaning myself against the table's edge - was I leaning in a seducing manner? Not surprisingly, my hip was slightly cocked to - the left...or was it the right?
Yes, I admit. I was toying with your feelings. I caught that confused look in your eyes and seized that moment - for I may never get to have you again.
It was hard to resist you wearing your white shirt - two loose buttons from the top - I caught you changing.
Yes, I barged into your room without knocking onto your door. I admit I was...lonely. What took you so long in your room?
But we are still early…Shocked, you could only manage to utter, slightly cracked in a brief stuttering of your voice.
Where did I go wrong? Is it not right that I reveal my feelings towards you? Is it true that I do not deserve to love you?
Those dreamy eyes..no one can resist them. I must have you first before anyone else.
But there we were, our breaths hard and laboured, the fiery passion in our hearts that could not be quelled, our tongues thirsting for more from each other..answered..you were too strong - you stole very single gasp from my lip with yours burning into mine - I thought my lungs would burst and I would die.
That was when you resisted.
I was blinded for a moment - what force had thrown me far back - my hands grapped wildly for something anything..someone..you.
I heard a gasp - or - I thought I heard it - and a huge strength suspended my very being - who is it..I was inches away from smashing my head onto the edge of the bed - if not for your arms.
More..but you laid back onto your pillows, all I could see was the ceiling but not your eyes...
I fumbled - you weren't helping..still shocked from your reaction. I could only stand up, fixing my gaze upon you.
I'm sorry..
Should I say it that to you? I wonder.
Because today I knew you made a detour, your eyes secretly scanning the classroom - and found me sitting here. Your eyes lit up – but the light died in an instant - too many people around..your jaw clenched tightly, ripping your confused gaze from my smile.
I left you naked
Somehow today you would find more excuses to try to find me, to walk home with me..
as we did..yesterday..and the day before..
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Comments
LP: you ROCK la...thank u...
M.Atobe-sama no bigi no yoi na..
(Kak: how's my first fic XD)
YOSH! YUDAN SEZU NI..
"honma ni?" XD
--------------------------------------------
There was nothing more I could say.
All I could do was stand, fixing my gaze onto you. You were right after all: friends DON'T DO that.
Yet, how can I resist you when you were standing so close to me? All I did was leaning myself against the table's edge - was I leaning in a seducing manner? Not surprisingly, my hip was slightly cocked to - the left...or was it the right?
Yes, I admit. I was toying with your feelings. I caught that confused look in your eyes and seized that moment - for I may never get to have you again.
It was hard to resist you wearing your white shirt - two loose buttons from the top - I caught you changing.
Yes, I barged into your room without knocking onto your door. I admit I was...lonely. What took you so long in your room?
But we are still early…Shocked, you could only manage to utter, slightly cracked in a brief stuttering of your voice.
Where did I go wrong? Is it not right that I reveal my feelings towards you? Is it true that I do not deserve to love you?
Those dreamy eyes..no one can resist them. I must have you first before anyone else.
But there we were, our breaths hard and laboured, the fiery passion in our hearts that could not be quelled, our tongues thirsting for more from each other..answered..you were too strong - you stole very single gasp from my lip with yours burning into mine - I thought my lungs would burst and I would die.
That was when you resisted.
I was blinded for a moment - what force had thrown me far back - my hands grapped wildly for something anything..someone..you.
I heard a gasp - or - I thought I heard it - and a huge strength suspended my very being - who is it..I was inches away from smashing my head onto the edge of the bed - if not for your arms.
More..but you laid back onto your pillows, all I could see was the ceiling but not your eyes...
I fumbled - you weren't helping..still shocked from your reaction. I could only stand up, fixing my gaze upon you.
I'm sorry..
Should I say it that to you? I wonder.
Because today I knew you made a detour, your eyes secretly scanning the classroom - and found me sitting here. Your eyes lit up – but the light died in an instant - too many people around..your jaw clenched tightly, ripping your confused gaze from my smile.
I left you naked
Somehow today you would find more excuses to try to find me, to walk home with me..
as we did..yesterday..and the day before..
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Comments
Derf Shaya said...
Nice! Not a single word spoken at all...
8:58 PM
Lay Peng said...
Nice~~ Love it... you mean your original fiction? Haha, seriously... I love it... Do some smut leh~~ XD Haha, joking joking. This is wonderful, do keep writing :D
3:25 PM
atobe-sama~ said...
OwO!!
SMUT! OMG, I better not be caught reading this XD! SMUTSMUT~~
Is it Tezuka angsting now? How creative :D. I like Tezuka angst; its so him...XD!! Strict, stotic, burnt toast character, deep down inside a passionate, AHEM, lover~~!
*nosebleed*
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