a rainy day (WARNING)

"Stop."

"No, I won't." There came a muffled voice.

Tezuka groaned. "We are here to study."

"But.."

"Fuji..." he stifled a gasp as he felt Fuji's wet tongue tickling his nipple. How did it come to this, he sighed.

It's raining, come to my place. You need to study, don't you?

Tezuka had been busy lately: exams, tennis practices, scheduling matches, discussing with Inui about each players' weakness and strengths, observing Ryoma's progress - and trying to avoid Fuji's unnoticed advances - only visible to Tezuka - during each practice.

And all Fuji did was suggested going up to his room and offer a cup of nice, warm tea.

Tezuka was tired. Very tired. As he listened absently of Fuji's accounts of Oshitari's verbal advances as to where his racket was, capturing shots of Ryoma and wondering how he would look like if he had no clothes on, he felt a warm breath on his skin and the gentle touch of fingertips playing lightly on his uniform, slowly prying each button apart, slowly removing it..

But Tezuka Kunimitsu - the captain of Seigaku tennis club and the model student in academics - was numb with weariness...all he could feel was the inviting warm breath in his ear and the soft weight on his thighs, exactly in the middle, gently rocking his member to soothe his tired lover.

Without knowing, Tezuka found himself sprawled naked.

"Fuji-" he tried to distract, mustering all the strenth he can get -"the rain has stopped."

A soft inviting moan..Tezuka..

He couldn't let go. He just couldn't.

And he wouldn't.

a vampire story: Chap 3

"I wonder how long has it been..."

"Centuries."

The spaced-out azure blue eyes shot a burning glance at me and I thought the world would end - now.

He sighed relunctantly as he regained his composure. "I hate interviews, really," his voice drifted into a soft tone, his chin everas he trailed circles with his delicate forefinger on the matt surface of the table.

I tried to be diplomatic. "It is hard to be a star." However it is fascinating being one of the most talked-about celebrities. Holograms of him springing everywhere, announcing his arrival - when all he ever wanted was to maintain a low-profile.

"Centuries.." He let out another sigh. "Yes, it's been long.." His voice was strong as he regained his composure again. "It all happened when I was in school."

"S-s-schoool..?" my voice constricted to a squeak as the azure-blue eyes shot a glance at me again.

"I was human then."

I was perspiring profusely. "N-no, really sir, that's not what I meant," I stammered.

He opened his mouth to continue but I thought I needed to tell him. "Vampires are human too!"

There. I said it. What I felt, what I thought. Seeing the questioning look in his eyes I dared myself to continue, "Vampires have every right to live just as they are! I mean, there are blood pills now."

His voice was slient yet sharp, slicing the very air that I was breathing, "But there weren't any then, were they?"

"No-" I had to get this straight -"Food chain! It's normal...really. I-"

"Blast you, boy!" A voice boomed so loud in my ears that my head was throbbing and the world jerked forth, my vision was blinded - I really couldn't breathe. It was then I realised he gripped onto the neck of my shirt. No, I must stand on my ground, I told myself, get a hold, tell him! "It is.." I gasped out my words, "normal."

The world spun around me as I caught my first whiff of fresh air and I was coughing - I could spurt out blood if I want to.

"school."

His voice sounded like an impatient - but sullen - teacher. I did my best to lift my heavy head in the midst of the red-and-black countless spots that were filling my vision.

"I apologise for my impulsive behaviour." His voice lowered. "You are right. It is hard for me to accept this..this-" his gesture was near to extreme agitation- "'food chain'."

"School.." I tried my best to distract him.

"Ah yes."

Gintoki's point of view

Crossover: Gintama, Get Backers. Especially dedicated to the third year 3Z student whom our msn conversation sprouted this.

From Gintoki's view..
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*hic* stoooopid pachiko..
(stops and stares at vending machine)
TIME MACHINE TIME MACHINE TIME MACHINE!!!!
(whirrrrrrrrrrrl)
(Suddenly he was sucked in!)
TAS'KETE!!!! DARE KA!!!!! OI!!!
(fading into the background)
KONO YAROOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

*plop*
"GIN, HOW MANY TIMES I'VE TOLD YOU -"
"Ne ne, Ban-chan, all he wanted was his chocolate parfait, ne Gin-chaaan (ruffleruffle)"
HAA?!!! chotto....wat..? my vision! it's dropped drastically!!! My nose is nearer to the floor than it used to be! My - (pulls open diapers and looks inside) - NOOOOOOO!!!!!!!

*WAAAAAAAIL*!!!!!!
"Ne, Ban-chan..his parfait...it's feeding time.."
"Which baby in the world feeds on parfait every four hours?!!!"
"Ban-chan..it's ours..."

SONNAAAAAA!!!!! IT'S SHRUNK IT'S SHRUNK IT'S - ooh parfait..CHOCOLATE parfait!!!!!!
"Look, look at Gin-chan!!! He sucking his thumb!! Finished your parfait, ne Gin-chan? (pinchy cheeks). Oooh he's digging his nose..KAWAIIIIIIII!!!!!!"
(flick)
"OI!!! TAME!!! NOT IN MY HAIR!!!!"
"Ne, ne Ban-chan..."
"TAMEEEE..i'll -"
"Don't Ban-chan!"
"I'll Jagan u to slee-"
(eyes in a slint, holds up mirror)
"Zzzzz.."

"Hi..Gin-chaaaan..Master's busy with customers, your parents are out looking for food, so it's me, Shinpachi-onisan to take care of -
AAAAAARGGGHHH!!! PEEEEEEE!!!!"
Oi, I lead a simple life, kono yaro. Where you running off to? Hey, who's that girl? Cutie - she's looking my way! Erm, on second thought - no.
"Oooh, Gin-chan drools again! Sadaharu, wipe that drool!"
Chochochochochochotto!!!!!! WHAT'S THAT - FFFFFFUUUUUAAAAAAA!!!!! - i don't mind if i'm in onsen surrounded by fans but this is the worst wet encounter ever!!!!
"Okay! Drool off Gin-chan!!"
heeeeelp...
"Nono, you're not going anywhere!"
Stop cramming my diapers you stupid dog - i haven't given up on love yet!!!
"EEEEEEEEK!!!! KAGURAAAA!!!! GET SADAHARU OFF!!!!"
"Sadaharu wants to go out."
"FINE! LET'S GO ALREADY!!! GIN-CHAN!!! Gin-chan u ok -"
Aaaaah..relief..
"AAAAAARGGGHHH!!!!!"

Hmmm..this is not bad..round the world trip hands-free, love the thing in between my mouth, if only it's sweet...woah, is that a female? Doesn't have missiles like they usually do. NAAA-stop looking at me!!! What are you really?! Hey, what's your pram-brand!!!
NOT ZURA IT'S KATSURA!!!!
Oh yeah?! Mine's mine's -

"GIN-SAN!!!!"
Yeah! Mine's a real scooter!
"GIN-SAAAAAAN!!!!!!!! OPEN SEWER!!!!!"
Huh?
(slow motion)
W..O.O..O..O..O.
(slow motion response)
"A.A..A.A.A.A..."
(accelerated)
TIME MACHIIIIIIIINEEEEEEEEEEEE......!!!!

That Day (WARNING: SMUT): Chap 1

a third-year Z student who got me with her lolelole-quotes n BIG IDEAS until my own lollibrain started SMOKIN'

i don't own the characters mentioned.

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"Inui."

It was difficult to find the statistics-collector amidst the forest of test-tubes and cluttered laboratory equipment.

"Ah, Tezuka. Try my latest juice."

Anyone would faint had the slighest whiff of the concoction. The stotic captain stood unmoved as ever as he stared past the colour of the solution. "We've to-"

His vision darkened and he felt himself gasping for air as the liquid poured down through his lips, sliding past his tougue, only to glide smoothly down his throat - a stray trail trickled out, immediately his head was arched back, stretching his throat, the stray trail of warmth met with a moan of satisfaction of a warm tongue landing wet on his throat. Held fast in a tight lock of embrace, he could not escape..

The school bell rang.

That Day (WARNING: SMUT): Chap 2

"Tezuka. You did not reply my mail?"

..Vibrates hard, doesn't it..

..Inui..do not..put it..there..

"Tezuka." The voice went almost deadly.

"Suman."

Was that a flush he saw in his taller half?

"Sensei wanted me to have Inui out of the laboratory."

"Ah...

it was hard to wash the stain away, ne?"

That Day (WARNING: SMUT): Chap 3

Why would it be fascinating just to watch gleams of sweat trailing down his wet body?

Why would it be fascianating to watch as his slender long stretching, his biceps reacting, his delicate long fingers lightly touching the grip of his rackets as he pick them up one by one..

Why is it so fascinating to gaze into his gold-brown eyes well-hidden by his glasses which he wears them but doesn't need them anyway?

It takes a genius to know a genius.

It takes a genius to overpower a genius.

It takes a genius to catch him in his mood, to taste him as he is, to hear his breathings, his sighs, to feel his sudden struggles of protest, to pin him where he has cornered himself for that purpose, to touch where he moans in pleasure, taking every movement within in sweet surprise and to soak in the wet paraoxysm of warmth bursting all over..

Goodbye is a word that a genius would never use to another. It is just a way to cover up anything, any situation.

"Fuji..this racket doesn't belong to any Seigaku tennis club members."

"Later, Tezuka."

1 COMMENT
explodreamer said...
WRITE SOMETHING LONGER.

*melts*

Gah~~~~ I love it~~~ lol! u took the racket idea!!! It'd be good if u develop this thing and make it into smut :p But still, love it...

PS: check ur spelling mistakes yea~ :p
December 4, 2008 7:53 PM

That Day (WARNING: SMUT): Chap 4

"No."

A hand gripped Fuji's arm tight and the genius found himself cornered this time.

"Come in then?"

It was a different flush of emotions now as his taller half tried so hard to control.."Fuji, i didn't mean to-"

Tezuka felt embarrassed, almost shameful, that he let his guard down to be led like a young boy holding his mother's hand.

Still a young boy, aren't you..a hand held his. This time, it wasn't a mother's. It was someone else's. Someone whom had a the tighest grip on his heart, never letting go. Is it really love?

If it is..the audacity of him to - !

Betray. A word that he knew and understood so well. A word that he had never meant to let it happen between the both of them.

What happened in the lab was totally wrong. So wrong. But yet, none of them seemed to mind it. Was it planned to test his love? Or his pride?

If so it didn't make any sense. Even more being led upstairs to the room. The room which he half-anticipated and half-dread.

He heard the whispers in their tennis practices. Questioning whispers of whether he and his tensai -

His tensai. A blue-haired bespectacled youth came to mind and mixed emotions came flooding into him and he realised he had let his guard down again - in fact he left his guard the moment his eyes met the blue-azure sea..

There he found himself countered. Single counter. He didn't realised his shirt was off him, only to stifle a groan when his lover's hand teased the zip of his pants. But he wanted to explain, to apologise..he opened his mouth..only to have his lover's lips on his.

"Later..Tezuka..."

Double countered as both fell on the cold floor of the bedroom, he was pinned this time. He wanted to struggled but he was afraid he would hurt the one he most wanted to have..and hold..for the longest time..

"Tezuka.." a voice pleaded.

That voice. He knew so well. Since the day he met the blue azure eyes..

"Fuji, I-"

A slender finger touched his lips to hush him but he felt the soft tickling sensation as it trailed his lips ever so softly.

He tried to stifle himself -

"Ah."

Fuji! When was our pants taken off?! When were we so exposed and -

Tezuka groaned in surprise.

"Gome ne, Tezuka.." he felt his lover's warm breath in his ear, his other hand stroking his neck, "my fingers are cold.."

The blue-azure eyed boy's eyes went wide as he heard the voice he had so longed to hear. "There..warm them, please."

Only Tezuka would say please to him. And no other. Only Tezuka would forgo his pride just for him. Only Tezuka would -

gasp..touch him this way..Tezuka..

As if in response, he felt himself lifted and laid face-down gently, his face exactly on his pillow.

Fuji

He gasped in ecstasy as an excruciating pain went into him as he felt Tezuka's in him, a sound escaped his lips as he felt the sudden weight of his lover's body crushing onto him, working himself slowly yet he could feel an urgency within each motion, feeling the sweat and warm breath of his lover heightened his senses even more, "Punish me.." he pleaded, "please.."

Was it his way of asking for forgiveness? "Fuji.."

"Don't stop, please..."

Torn between his throbbing self within his lover and ending it abruptly to hold him, he could only stop. He had decided.

Slowly he withdrew himself. His lover was in such a fragile state that it pained him so: he couldn't bear to break him despite his lover's moans of protest.

"Pain.."

He realised he had stopped halfway and his lover was moaning in pain and anticipation: the punishment excuted, even without him knowing. The excitement of continuing - he felt himself hardened once more as he slowly - and gently - pushed himself so deep that he could feel his lover arching backwards more than ever before, gasping for air. Fearing they might be heard, he covered his lover's mouth who felt it was a game and chuckled, tracing his fingers with his soft tongue, pushing himself down, forcing himself to meet the hard tip that was already oozing with a little warmth within...ah..more

I'm not Inui..and that's not me..he held his lover in a tight grip that threatened to crush the breath out of him.

Slowly he slided himself up, filling his ears with the sighs of his lover..blood was slowly rushing to his head and his vision darkened as he unknowingly had pushed himself faster and deeper, getting more and more excited as he heard the satisfied gasps of his lover begging him to hurt him even more, feeling his every small warm bursts within. He didn't know who he was anymore - he couldn't remember, he couldn't think, his gasps getting louder in perfect rhythm with his lover's with his every shove that would tear his lover to bleed - he wouldn't let go, he kept him within his tight grip, refusing to let him breathe with every thrust..his lover's gasps rose to a sudden shrill of ecstasy..

HE'S MINE

He bore himself deep within, gripping his lover in embrace which only the two of them share - and with one final effort -

his burst of warmth within his lover, shuddered, moaning as he felt his muscles twitching and relaxing as his warmth left him..

A gasp commanded.

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Evening.

He wouldn't want him to go, as he sucked his taller half's lower lip. He wanted his lover all to himself and no one else. But he had to let go. To give them time for their own schedules, their own preferences, their own fantasies..

But this evening he was led by the hand of whom he would loved to spend his entire life with - as long as it doesn't come too much into his plans. And this evening he was led out of the house. This evening he wouldn't stay at home as he used to.

Let anyone wonder the poundings and bangings in the tennis club's locker rooms. Let anyone wonder about muffled sounds as well. Let anyone wonder about a tennis racket in the bin. Let anyone wonder about the lingering stains on some of the taps, sinks and test-tubes of the laboratory -

- and discreetly on their uniforms.