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Fic: Woman on top [Persona 4 - Naoto/Kanji, T]

2009-11-10T18:28:40Z

Title: Woman on Top
Rating: T
Warnings: End game spoilers
Prompt: 11 - Persona 4 - Naoto/Kanji - messing with gender roles - It's a mixed-up muddled-up shook-up world.
Word count: 1,018
Summary: The Shiroganes can tell that Naoto's the one wearing the pants in their marriage.

( Woman on Top )

Fic: Long Enough [Bleach, Ukitake/Shunsui/Shinji, PG]

2009-11-10T18:27:44Z

Title: Long Enough
Rating: PG
Warnings: Spoilers for the Pendulum Arc
Prompt: 11 - Bleach, Ukitake/Shunsui/Shinji: reunion- Even though everything should have changed, some things have not.
Word count: 2,048
Genre: Drama
Summary: Adjusting to new life and old friends after the Winter War proves to be difficult for some captains. Especially when you're a former Vaizard.

( Long Enough )

Fic: Oceans Away [Final Fantasy X-2, Baralai/Nooj, PG]

2009-11-09T16:55:03Z

Title: Oceans Away
Rating: PG
Warnings: Crimson sphere spoilers
Prompt: 9 - Final Fantasy X-2, Baralai/Nooj: changing roles - When they met again all those years later, Nooj was the one reaching out while Baralai drew away
Word count: 767
Summary: Baralai and Nooj meet again two years after the incident at Kilika Highroad, but someone else's intentions doesn't bode well for a reunion.

( Oceans Away )

Fic: Cause an Effect [Skip Beat!, Reino/Kyoko, T]

2009-11-03T17:36:56Z

Title: Cause an Effect
Rating: T
Warning: Hints of violence
Prompt: 3 - Skip Beat!, Reino/Kyoko: forced seduction - out of the woods.
Word count: 1,030
Summary: Reino. Kyoko. The woods in Karuizawa. Not a very good combination, especially when Sho and Ren and the paparazzis find out.
Notes: Not sure if this is what the prompter wants...

( Cause an Effect )

Fic: Cross-dominance [Digital Devil Saga, David/Jenna, PG]

2009-11-03T17:33:11Z

Title: Cross-dominance
Rating: PG
Warning: DDS2 spoilers
Prompt: 3 - Digital Devil Saga, David/Jenna: first impressions, social awkwardness, getting off on the wrong foot - "Can we start over? I'm bad at this."
Word count: 645
Summary: Despite the full knowledge of his life will never get normal anymore, David's first reaction to Jenna is to spill coffee on her laptop.

( Cross-dominance )

Fic: No turning back [Bleach, Gin/Rangiku, PG-13]

2009-11-02T15:02:38Z

Title: No turning back
Rating: PG-13
Warning: Spoilers for the Pendulum arc,
Word Count: 677
Prompt: 1st - Bleach, Gin/Rangiku: parting- "Let her go, let her live, let her die on her own. We are are all of us bruised and alone.
Note: Springkink November 2009, 3, 2, 1...go!
Summary: Gin's been training his skills on leaving for years, not bidding farewell.

( No turning back )

Meme

2009-08-11T17:38:09Z

The "You Should Write..." Meme!
my thread here

Fic: Drink for Thought [Nanao/Shunsui, T]

2009-07-27T17:10:44Z

Title: Drink for Thought
Rating: T
Fandom: Bleach
Words: 2,793
Characters: Nanao/Shunsui, Risa, Enjyouji, Chad, Matsumoto, Kira
Warnings: spoilers up to the 'Turn Back the Pendulum' arc, and reference to the Colorful Bleach, Valentine's Day
Summary: Ise Nanao, Yadomaru Risa and Kyouraku Shunsui, and leaving behind a legacy

( Drink for Thought )

Fic: Skip Beat! [Sand Castle, T]

2009-07-25T18:01:42Z

Title: Sand Castle
Fandom: Skip Beat!
Genre: Drama
Rating: T
Words: 1992
Warnings: spoilers till recent manga chapters...to be on the safeside.
Note: credit to Miss Chocobo for beta reading and pointing out a very dire mistake in the fic
Summary: Years in to the future, the Fuwa Inn witness the making of LME agency's next epic drama, and there were sparks as old acquaintances meet and rekindle their past.

By the time you read this letter, I’d already be in the plane leaving Tokyo.

I wanted to say that this is how it’s supposed to end. We had kept our secret identities from each other for so long, and actually tried to help each other by doing so.

And it worked. It would probably continue to work, if you didn’t cast that magic on it. Remember that time when you kissed it before returning it to me, and ever since then I began to feel the wall I’ve built around me being torn apart, binding my heart to you, making me believe that I could fall in love and be loved by someone again.

I greatly thank you, my love, for turning my life—even for just awhile- into an almost fairy tale. Please forgive me for not being able to return everything you’ve done and given to me all these years.

I wish you great happiness in the future.

“Before you leave for Kyoto, I have a request for you.”

“President, you know I can never refuse your wish, however ridiculous or homicidal it is.”

Takarada Lory sighed at his best selling actor and nodded sagely. He had trained this one well, of course. “When you arrived there, made sure to buy some Okaki for me.”

The actor facefaulted. “You can buy them here.”

“It’s different!” The president instantly interrupted. “There was that delicate hint of Kyoto’s sweetness in every cracker, the mochi, the scent rising as you ripped the packaging, and you couldn’t understand that it was filled with love of their makers--”

“All right, all right!”

“Atta boy. And one other thing.” The older man crossed his legs on top of the luxurious leather sofa he specifically ordered from Italy and shot his company’s most precious asset from head to toe. “Make nice when you arrive there.”

The actor ran a hand through his hair and gave the president his most brilliant smile. “…I’m always nice.”

“Don’t go making headlines that didn’t relate to the filming,” Lory added, “I’ll be visiting the site from time to time.”

“Aren’t you ever so curious,” the younger man replied with a grin that could turn even the coldest, unfeeling woman’s heart flutter, “about the making of this drama?”

The last two words settled between them like an irony, and Lory dusted the sleeve of his Russian Tsar’s costume before answering. “Whichever drama you’re talking about should be quite interesting. After all, it’s a tale of love, infidelity, jealousy and lust.”

“I wonder if it’ll be as epic as you wish,” the other man replied with a bitter curve of his lips, rising to his feet. “I’ll do all you requested, of course, if you’ll tell me the name of the actress that will play the role of Princess Fujitsubo.”

“Ahh, Hikaru Genji’s first love shouldn’t be so significant to your role, isn’t it? You’ve never find difficulties portraying the character without meeting your acting partner.”

“I find it easier to delve into the character when I’ve known them, President.”

“You’ll know,” A playful wink graced Lory’s façade, “when you get there.”

A grimace flashed through the actor’s face for a split second, but Lory’s smile didn’t falter. “Your wish is my command, President Takarada,” he bowed to the President for the last time, giving him a cynic smile. “This Tsuruga Kuon will heed to your orders.”

*

In the passenger’s seat, she woke up with a start as the Tokaido Shinkansen heading to Kyoto slowly decelerated.

The station was nowhere within sight, but it would be in a few seconds before her arrival. In the seats around her, the filming crews yawned and stretched their limbs before leaving their seats.

They have arrived a day earlier than planned, due to the President’s request to research the filming site. ‘Our biggest project hinges on the location, and Kyoto’s beautiful this time of the year, etc, etc’ He had gone on a rant about Kyoto’s wonderful sight, about the Autumn Festival, an entertainer’s job to spread love and peace in the air and she mentally wondered if he would arrive at their filming location in another ridiculous and totally fancy parade. Scrap that. She made a mental note not to be surprised by any parade he’s gonna bring, be it effortless or extravagant.

It wasn’t her first time to find herself following the higher up’s whim, but nevertheless, this gesture alone had saved her otherwise restricted roles for the last few years. A child might refuse a candy, but she -SHE- could never refuse acting. With a suppressed grunt, she took a seat at the bus they’d be riding to the inn, putting her handbag on the seat next to her so no oblivious, overfriendly crew member could take up the empty seat and bother her rest with useless chitchat. Outside the bus’ window, autumn had turned the city of Kyoto in to a natural landscape to behold, painting the edges of town with numerous shades of maple leaves. If only the impending dreadful feeling of unnecessary courtesies and hollow greetings would just go away, this trip would be perfect.

As usual, she had her script memorized down pat and even conducted field research into the national archive—after all they’d be filming Japan’s oldest literary work, The Tale of Genji. The TV series would be LME’s biggest project yet and her newcomer-actress days of doing odd end jobs was long gone, but still she felt half flattered and half disgusted when offered the role of Lady Rokujou without an initial audition. What good it would be to just snatch a major role that’s offered to you? In the past she had taken on smaller roles by relying solely on her agency’s power, it’s high time to rely on her acting prowess to show the noobs what’s she’s capable of after all these years. So she’d shown up at the audition, the younger up and coming actresses staring at awe and disgust at her, and then she had shown them what it meant to be on the pinnacle of Japan’s entertainment industry. Two hundred and thirty one contestants from all over the country, all auditioning for the sole part and they had all left with their head bowed low and a new found reverence for her. And that proud, wide, paternal smile President Takarada had given her at the end of the audition? Never had one so flattering in her entire acting career.

Her day dreaming was interrupted by the bus’ slow halting and the looming view of their inn.

The ryokan they’ll be staying in during the filming was a large, quiet hot spring resort, tucked away in the foothills of Mount Higashiyama. Inside her chest, her heart was making loud, thumping noises that she knew wasn’t fear—just looming curiosity that tasted oddly like dread.

There’s a sliding sound from the inn’s large door, and a woman dressed in an elaborate orange kimono slipped out, bowing at them humbly and gave an angelic smile that could silence a crying child. “Welcome to the Fuwa inn, dear guests.”

It figures. Any okami or landlady of a large Japanese inn has the obligation to welcome her important guests, especially if they’re renting the whole place and giving it a free promotion at the same time.

“I am really happy to see guests from Tokyo come here. When people arrive at Fuwa I want them to feel as if they are stepping into their second home; the last thing anyone wants to do is start filling in forms whilst grappling with their luggage.” From behind the landlady, numerous maids dressed in gray plain kimonos walked out with trays of warm green tea and small plates of snacks. “That’s why it is important to me to welcome guests with some of my special tea and a smile while they take a load off and spend some time just relaxing. I think that simply trying to communicate in a respectful way is the key to providing our guests with lasting memories for everyone, including my husband and I.”

For a friction of second, her eyes met with the landlady’s, and if the landlady recognized her, neither of them showed it.

After the visitors finished their tea and snack, the landlady gave them a quick tour of the inn’s inside.

Ducking through the narrow wooden corridors, she found herself being led through a maze that might have required some time to get out of without the aid of the guide. To the left and right of the beautifully polished wooden floor lie streams of white pebbles which add and nice counterpoint to the dim, lantern lit walkways. The place was tastefully decorated and gave off a relaxing atmosphere that seemed to buoy most visitors.

As they passed through one of the tatami rooms, one of the filming crew behind her whispered, mentioning the landlady’s beauty and exceptional elegance, and wondered quietly why she seemed oddly familiar.

“Dinner is at 7, dear guests,” the okami said with a business smile, and bowed again, followed by the chiming of her hairpin. “The open air bath is our pride and joy, and we have separate baths for men and women. At Fuwa, hospitality is based on the old saying from the tea ceremony, ichigo ichie: treasure every encounter with another person, because it may never happen again. Please enjoy your stay here.”

The dinner was delicious, and she found herself prodding towards the ladies’ open air bath afterwards. Even though it was late at night, the bath wasn’t empty; the landlady was dipping in the large pool, almost hidden by the fumes. Her bare feet felt cold as she stepped on the bathroom’s floor, a gush of autumn wind raising goose bumps on her forearms.

“Taking a break after a hard day’s work?” she asked to other woman in the bath tub.

Slowly, the landlady turned at her, and she noticed the landlady’s morning make up was gone, and this time the landlady’s lips curled into a friendly grin. “This is an old habit of mine. I find dipping in the open air bath with a jug of sake to be quite relaxing, dear guest. Would you like to try?”

Shaking her head at the offer, she proceeded to clean herself before getting into the large hot water pool. Purposely, she sat next to the landlady and her tray of sake jug and two small cups. Ah. So she’s expecting company after all.

“I’ll take in your offer after all, okami-san,” she reached for the empty cup, and offered it to her companion for a fill up. When it has filled to the brim with the liquor, she raised it over the hot water, and watched as the landlady’s face gradually turned into a shade of scarlet from the hot water. “What should we toast for?”

Her companion ducked her face, seemingly deep in thought for a moment, and raised her cup with a small smile. “To a successful filming.”

“And a long awaited reunion,” she added.

Together, they tipped the cups’s content into their lips and drank.

The landlady leisurely raised one hand and pushed dark, wet bangs out of her eye to wink at her. “Aren’t you tired after your long journey, Moko-san?”

Kanae inwardly winced. That nickname had been out of use for years, and hearing it again after so many years had brought fond and exasperating memories alike. Staring into her old friend's face from across the pool, Kanae finally noticed the gradual change in the landlady's facade that has shifted Mogami Kyoko, her old friend, from an actress to the current okami of Fuwa Inn that greeted her this morning without any hints of acknowledgement. “I could say the same thing to you, Fuwa Kyoko-san.”

lurk_stiltzkin @ 2009-07-20T23:10:00

2009-07-20T16:15:35Z

FanHistory website? This is what you get by trying to google your LJ nickname. It's scary to see a whole page listing your early embarassing works complete with links and date.

But on the other hand, I'm surprised to find that my less appreaciated fics was actually recommended and read by random people out there, and feel glad for writing them.

*Edited*

Meme

2009-07-10T14:11:34Z

Ganked from lilacfield :

Okay, flist, time to get constructive and critical... but nicely, please.

Pick one piece of fanfiction I've written. I'll tell you one thing I didn't like about it, one thing I did and one thing I wish I would have done differently. Then, you give me one thing you didn't like, one thing you liked and one comment about it. The comment can be a question or in general remark or whatever you want. Post this in your journal so I can do the same.

My fics are scattered here and there. The most up to date fics can be found in this journal.

Mask of Illusion [Suikoden III – Luc/Sarah, PG-13]

2009-06-28T18:18:00Z

Title: Mask of Illusion
Rating: PG-13
Words: 2,584
Warnings: Suikoden III ending and IV spoilers
Prompt: 27 – Suikoden III – Luc/Sarah – unrequited love – “I can only watch and wait and do my best.”
Summary: They say your life flashed before your eyes before your untimely demise, and it was true for Sarah.

( Mask of Illusion )

One more bite [Persona 4, Chie & Yukiko/Souji, Yosuke and/or Kanji, T]

2009-06-24T17:12:26Z

Title: One more bite
Rating: R
Warning: Suggestive themes
Prompt: 22^nd – Persona 4, Chie & Yukiko/Souji, Yosuke and/or Kanji: Female domination/soft bondage and torture/spoonfeeding?; The girls are insistent the guys try their newest recipe and will get them to do so by any means necessary. (Does not have to be adult, but would love to see it go that way.) - "We promise you'll like it this time!"
Summary: Failed cooks needed to experiment, and the best testers are your closest friends. Even if it involves whips and cake knives.

( One more bite )

A wonderful error [Azumanga Daioh/Bleach, Uryuu/Sakaki, G]

2009-06-24T12:37:25Z

Title: A wonderful error
Rating: G
Words: 602
Warning: None
Prompt: 24^th – Crossover, Azumanga Daioh/Bleach, Uryuu/Sakaki: awkwardness and fail – stuffed animals
Summary: It's the cultural week, and as Sakaki puts out her prized stuffed cats, she's not expecting to meet a comrade in arms.

( A wonderful error )

Communication Breakdown [FF7, Cloud/Tifa, PG]

2009-06-22T17:15:28Z

Title: Communication Breakdown
Rating: PG
Words: 1,102
Warnings: Movie spoilers and no beta, so read on your own risk.
Prompt: 15^th – FF7, Cloud/Tifa: Silence – if there were no words, no way to speak, I would still hear you
Summary: They've shared their moments silently together, more than they realized.

( Communication Breakdown )

Polyandry [Suikoden V, Lymsleia, T]

2009-06-16T15:10:41Z

Title: Polyandry
Word count: 1,358
Fandom: Suikoden V
Rating: T
Warning: Ending spoilers and adult situations.
Prompt: 16^th – Suikoden V, Lymsleia: multiple partners – she never married again, but she never lacked for company, either.
Summary: No more Sacred Games, and that means no more Sacred Consort King for Lysmleia, either.

( Polyandry )

Guilty as charged [Persona 4, Naoto/Kanji, R]

2009-06-12T16:12:12Z

Title: Guilty as charged
Fandom: Persona 4
Word Count: 1,775
Rating: R
Warning: Teenage boy POV. Not worksafe.
Prompt: 12^th – Persona 4, Naoto/Kanji: crossdressing – “If I have to wear this, then so do you”
Summary: Spring, summer and winter has come to Kanji Tatsumi’s life all at once.

( Guilty as charged )

The Long way Home [Suikoden: Lazlo/Tir, PG-13]

2009-06-11T14:18:39Z

Title: The Long way Home
Fandom: Suikoden
Rating: PG-13
Warning: GS I and IV spoilers
Word count: 611
Prompt: 11^th – Suikoden: Lazlo/Tir: substitution: sharing memories of Ted
Summary: Tir Mcdohl found a new best friend, with no one to share the news with

( The long way Home )

Reasons for madness [Suikoden Tierkreis, Asad/Chrodechild, T]

2009-06-09T17:05:35Z

Title: Reasons for madness
Rating: T
Fandom: Suikoden Tierkreis
Word Count: 722
Warning: Chapter 7 and 8 spoilers. Dialogue format.
Summary: Not everything can go as planned, but Asad will never know until he tries.
Prompt: 9^th - Suikoden Tierkreis, Asad/Chrodechild: Chrodechild doesn’t realize she’s on a date with Asad – everybody’s eyes are on them.

( Reasons for madness )

FIC: Peace for Two, Chapter 16

2009-02-13T19:43:33Z

Title: Peace for Two
Fandom: Gundam Seed / Destiny
Chapter Title: Athrun, Day 15
Word Count: 1,913
Characters: Athrun/Cagalli, Yzak, Lacus, Kira
Summary: When Chairman Zala and Representative Athha almost worked themselves to death, it was their friends’ turn to give them a vacation...or perhaps a honeymoon? Set post Destiny, Spoilers. Chapter 16 up.
Author’s note: No, not the last chapter yet. Again, so sorry for not updating for over a year, and enjoy!

(FFN Version here)

‘Miss Hawke is here to see you, sir.’

“Let her in.”

The intercom beeps for the last time, and the door slides open, revealing Meyrin. Her hair is down today, and she hesitantly takes a step into my office.

“I’m sorry to keep you waiting, Meyrin,” I turn around to grab my coat, “I’ve reserved a place at--”

“I-I can’t.”

Her voice is hoarse, and for the first time that day, I take a closer look at her face. She has been crying—as dense as I get, I can tell when something like this happens.

“You mean, you can’t go? It’s okay, I’ll make the necessary arrangements so we can go next ti--”

“No, Athrun. Not today, not tomorrow, next week, or any other time.”

I manage not to sigh, and walk towards her. “…What’s wrong?”

“It’s me. It was me, all along. It was foolish of me to think that this,” she actually takes a step back, and gestures at the wide space between us, and I’m pretty sure she doesn’t mean the carpet. “could work.”

“You mean us,” I suggest.

She put up one hand, trying to stop me to come any closer. “The distance between us.”

“There’s none if you let me closer.”

There’s that remorse chuckle again, as if what I’d said only reopen old wounds. “…She told me to take care of you.”

It is the first time I’ve heard of it, but there’s no surprise. I don’t even need to wonder who is ‘she’.

“But she didn’t tell me to stay,” she shakes her head, and I realize she has been pondering and training this conversation for too long. “so I’m leaving you.”

“Meyrin--”

“Goodbye, Athrun.”

She leaves the room without even looking back, and I slink into the chair, releasing a sigh that I’ve been holding.

I don’t go after her to ask why.

There was no need to.

Athrun, day 15

“Rise and shine, Councilor Jule!”

Yzak shielded his eyes desperately with one arm as I opened the curtains of his hotel room, and he gushed out a torrent of rude words about uninvited intruders as morning sun flowed into the otherwise dark bedroom.

“Language, Councilor,” I clucked my tongue impatiently, “Just because the office hours hasn’t started yet, doesn’t mean you could disregard me as your superior officer. We have that visit to the Morgenroete at nine. Chop chop!”

He stole a glance at the alarm clock beside his bed, and grumbled something rude. “It’s only six in the morning!”

“Precisely. It’s already six.” I walked to the door, and paused before stepping out. “I’ll see you there too, Shiho.”

There was a shuffling on the bed, and Shiho Hahnenfuss meekly emerged from under the covers beside Yzak, grinning at me sheepishly. “Yes, Chairman.”

What’s left when you forcefully drag a man out of his honeymoon earlier than schedule only to start working on a hectic, boring schedule?

A bitter and homicidal man, that is.

The guards assembled behind me and announced my arrival at Morgenroete, their uniforms crisp and shiny in the morning sun. The heavy gate hissed and trembled as it slid open, revealing a blonde woman in a red jumpsuit.

She smiled and saluted me. “Welcome back to Morgenroete, Chairman Zala.”

I shook her hand and saluted back. “Thank you, Erica. It’s good to be back.”

Erica Simmons turned around to show me the content of the factory. “We will begin the tour for the Morgenroete immediately, since Chairman Zala’s schedule is packed for the day.”

“I don’t suppose you can tell me why Lacus is holding this Concert for charity so suddenly.”

Councilor Jule shot me a look from behind his silver bangs, fixing eyes that say ‘are you an idiot’ on me, his superior officer.

I shrugged, and regained my pace along the hallway leading to the concert grounds. “No, I suppose you don’t know the reason.”

“Because she’s Lacus Clyne, and she has a tendency to do surprising things,” Yzak’s grip on the CD was getting tighter. “As Chairman, you’re entitled to participate, even with the minimal security and chances of assassination.”

“Wonder when I’m gonna get myself a little piece of nice and quiet,” Muttering to myself, I waited as the guards pushed the large double doors that lead to the concert hall, and the roar of the mass that was muffled until now instantly amplified. We have a vantage point of the concert hall, at the balcony located ten meters from the stage.

On the stage, Lacus was dancing in a glimmering white dress, throwing her hands extravagantly in the air, captivating her audience and urging the mass to sing along with her.

‘I wanna know if there could be anyway’

Cagalli turned around as we arrived at the large balcony, taking her eyes off the stage, and stood up to offer her hand to me. “I’m glad you could join us, Chairman Zala.”

I returned the shake quickly, and took the seat beside her. “Ah, she’ll do something unthinkable if I actually miss this one out, Representative Athha.” I yelled, raising my voice above Lacus’ song.

‘That there’s no fight, and I’m safe and sound with you’

“For the war orphans and victims, nobody could attract this many people as Lacus Clyne.” She leaned closer to the balcony’s railing, ignoring her bodyguards’ complaints.

‘And every time I look, I thought you were there,’

I could make out Kira’s shape somewhere behind the stage’s curtain, an entranced look on his face, as if he’s only seen Lacus done her magic for the first time. “Your brother’s keeping guard down there. Now, I couldn’t imagine anyone who would want to harm Lacus Clyne.”

‘But it was just my imagination’

She almost snorted—it took two years of being her bodyguard that made me realize sometimes Cagalli held a cynic laughter somewhere in there. “Let’s not talk about the last war, shall we.”

Behind us, our bodyguards stood guard. Yzak had retreated outside to communicate with the head of security, yelling something inaudible to his ear piece. I crept my hand to hers very slowly, and surprisingly, she didn’t pull back at the touch. There was a fluttering in my chest that felt out of place, quickening when Cagalli slowly cast a look on what I did, and returned her attention to the stage.

‘And I search more, right before my eyes I become aware’

“What will you do after this?” I almost couldn’t hear her, muted by the gathering’s excited cries, the melodies that override our voice.

‘that tomorrow the wind’s direction will certainly change’

“I’m going to review about the new MS policies with your Foreign Affairs Minister, and then-”

“I meant about us, Athrun,” The last word was said under her breath, and this time, she turned her face to look at me squarely. The ‘we need to talk’ look.

‘But I always remember that I still don’t have a place to return to’

Somewhere on the stage under us, Lacus was bending down to reach her fans, accepting the bouquets and various gifts from her fans. She threw her head back, enticing long oohs and aahs from her onlookers, sending her pink long mane into an eye catching array. Beside her, multiple color of Haros danced and bounced along with Lacus on the stage.

‘I wanna go to a place where I can say’

“I need an answer from you.” She wiped her eyes with her free hand and focused on Lacus again.

'That I’m all right I’m staying there with you’

Yzak had planned us to leave in an afternoon shuttle, along with some diplomatic envoys. My unplanned visits had threw his schedule in to chaos, the only reason he hasn’t killed me yet was the fact that there were too many witnesses and a mountain of paper work that follows in the case of public assassination and high treason.

I looked up the sunset sky, watching as the stars that blinked as PLANTs that I’m returning to. Too many times I’ve done this before, most of the time it was from a cockpit of an MS.

The space station was packed with soldiers and envoys, my supposed to be secret visit had been revealed at Lacus’ concert. Cagalli was there, lined by Kira and Ledonir Kisaka at her side, wearing her official Representative suit.

“It’s been a wonderful visit, Representative. I wish to meet again when we’re not under severe time constraints like this.”

She returned my bow by the delicate craning of her neck, hiding her eyes momentarily from my view. “The pleasure is all mine, Chairman. This visit very well signifies the peace we’ve been trying to maintain all these years. I wish you a safe and pleasant journey back.”

“I’m looking forward to come back soon.”

This time, she didn’t return my smile, and inserted her hand into the suit’s pocket, and when she pulled it out, she was holding something in her fist.

In her hand, she held out a ring. It was a simple silver band, with a small ruby in the middle. My separation gift, that once promised a quick reunion.

“I’m returning this to you,” she said casually, almost like she’s only talking about the weather.

Staring at the ring, I managed not to cringe. She was expecting me to put on a business smile and claim the ring from her palm as if it meant nothing. “So you could return it to me on one knee next time,” she said again, and I was pretty sure I misheard her the first time.

I blinked. “Sorry, I didn’t catch that.”

“You heard me,” the beginnings of a sly grin were creeping up her face. “On one knee, Chairman Zala.”

“So, no matter how long it takes?”

“Only if you’re fast enough,” Behind me, Yzak was tapping his shoes in a rhythmic motion that will pick up the tempo. It was his way of channeling impatience. Or in my case, ‘hurry up or I’ll be sure to leave your sorry ass behind.’ In front of me, Representative Athha—Cagalli Yula Athha-was holding out her hand, just asking me to-

“I accept the challenge,” I answered, slowly closing my hand on hers, reaching for the ring. As I did so, she leaned closer, and I used the chance to pull her into me, brushing my lips against hers. I was aware of the eyes of the entire people at the space station were on us. Somewhere from beside us, I heard Yzak’s annoyed mutter of ‘gah, get a room already’ and Kira’s grumble of mild protest.

Despite our overly public of affection, most of the soldiers remained calm in their façade when I pulled off for air, but Lacus, Lacus’ giggle was ringing endlessly in the background.

“Don’t think that’ll make me a patient woman, Athrun.” She whispered against my lips.

“I have never proposed the notion that you’re patient, my dear.”

The Space Station grow visibly smaller by the time I watched from my seat inside the shuttle, the lines of Orb soldiers only consisted of white stripes now, but Cagalli was there, keeping her blonde bangs from shuttle-launching disarray. Watching the shuttle leaving her for God knows how many times.

But despite the physical distance that slowly emerged between us, I could clearly see what she was mouthing at me the entire time:

‘No matter how long.’

lurk_stiltzkin @ 2009-02-10T20:59:00

2009-02-10T14:06:11Z

The first five people to respond to this post will get something made by me!

My choice. For you.

This offer does have some restrictions and limitations:

* I make no guarantees that you will like what I make!
* What I create will be with you in mind.
* It'll be done sometime this year (2009).
* You have no clue what it's going to be. It may be something written, some physical thing made, could be anything at all, but I will make it myself. It's entirely my choice what it is. No quibbles, no refunds.
* I reserve the right to do something extremely strange.

The catch?

Oh, the catch is that you put this in your journal as well. If you don't, you don't get anything.

(Please leave your e-mail address in the comments in case I need to contact you). I kinda have the feeling that nobody will post anything here, but oh well.

lurk_stiltzkin @ 2008-12-26T18:44:00

2008-12-26T11:46:43Z

Anyone still reading that Gundam Seed fanfic of mine, Peace for Two? Because I've kinda lost the mood to update, and that project probably will be in hiatus until a very long time to come. Unless someone will volunteer to beta read for me.

Fic: Neverending Twist [Persona 3 – Minato/Yukari, PG-13]

2008-11-29T19:15:01Z

Title: Neverending Twist
Rating: PG-13
Warning: Persona 3: FES and slight Persona 4 spoilers
Word Count: 1,121
Characters: Yukari, Aigis, Chihiro, Elizabeth
Prompt: 29th - Persona 3 – Minato/Yukari: Reunion – A bittersweet romance I wouldn’t trade for anything else in the world
Note: Just one more prompt to go!

( When you arrived at school with someone, you tend to fell in love with them. )

Fic: Chasing ever afters

2008-11-28T19:20:27Z

Title: Chasing ever afters
Rating: T
Warning: True ending Spoilers
Word Count: 1,826
Summary: Some princes and queens don't live up to the fairy tales, especially one who might succumb easily to fate.
Prompt: 28 – Odin Sphere, Mercedes/Ingway: fairytales – “We could’ve found the happy ending if we’d just keep on looking.”

( Once upon a time... )

Fic: Go for the Gusto [Xenosaga, chaos/KOS-MOS, T]

2008-11-27T14:09:09Z

Title: Go for the gusto
Rating: T
Warning: Sex implications
Word count: 317
Note: Beware the squick! And the crack!
Characters: Tony, Hammer, chaos, KOS-MOS, Shion, Jin
Prompt: 26 – Xenosaga, chaos/KOS-MOS: God complexes – One is Jesus, one is Mary Magdalene…so, who tops?

( “Actually, that didn’t count as being on top.” )