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  <title>「 r o t t e n   s t r a w b e r r i e s  」</title>
  <subtitle>その F I L T H</subtitle>
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    <name>lucky number eight</name>
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  <updated>2008-06-04T19:53:48Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ironic_sun:54294</id>
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    <title>"You are Prudence McPrude, the Mayoress of Prudey Town."</title>
    <published>2008-05-28T11:54:35Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-04T19:53:48Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Fic Wish List Meme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="clicky"&gt;Rules: List 1-10 pairings/prompts that you have been dying to read. Maybe it's a really rare pairing or something you've requested on any of the past smut memes which haven't been fulfilled. When you see this posted on your friends' journals, you may do one of the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Write it.&lt;br /&gt;- Link to one that's already been written, whether by you or someone else.&lt;br /&gt;- Nothing, but karma will get you. &amp;gt;_&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are no length or rating limits, and prompts may be duplicated. Be specific in your prompts particularly in reference to preferred smut content, seme/uke order, and any other requirements that may hinder your appreciation of the fic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no deadline for this, but once your ten prompts have been written to your satisfaction you are welcome to make a new post starting over. You may write your own prompts if you want. If your tastes change, you can certainly switch out one prompt for another at any time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Wish List:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1 - Kiritani Shuuji x Kusano Akira (Nobuta wo Produce)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not fussy about the details. It can be friendship, fluff, or porn, or a mixture of the three (oh please let it be). This is just about my most favourite drama pairing ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2 - Tanaka Koki x Nakamaru Yuichi (KAT-TUN)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same requirements as above. Love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3 - Akanishi Jin x Nakamaru Yuichi (KAT-TUN)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as they are really. Dorky, cute, teasing friendship stupidity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4 - Tanaka Koki x Kamenashi Kazuya&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything goes really. Friendship, fluff, pwp, all is good. Love KoKame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5 - Odagiri Ryu x Yabuki Hayato (Gokusen 2)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything goes, but porn is strongly, strongly encouraged. Rawr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6 - Sakaki Makio x Sakurakoji Jun (My Boss, My Hero)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't necessarily have to be romantic pairing (though we all know it's canon). No smut please, cause Sakuranantoka smut is weird. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7 - Akanishi Jin x Kamenashi Kazuya (KAT-TUN)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promised myself that I wouldn't put this on the list, but oh well. Anything goes really, though no stupid ones where Kame is killed by a bus and Jin has to deal with it or something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9 - Nagase Tomoya x Domoto Koichi (TOKIOxKinKi Kids)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PWP and dumbfuckery, basically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10 - Taguchi Junnosuke x Ueda Tatsuya (KAT-TUN)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not fussy. Porn, fluff, friendship, arguments and then porn... I don't care. I just want to read a good JunDa.&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow</title>
    <published>2008-02-16T00:06:56Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-16T00:21:58Z</updated>
    <category term="fanfic"/>
    <content type="html">I ust wrote this on the spur of the moment. It wont make sense to anyone outside the rp, but anyway. Please enjoy ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="and I forgive you, for being away for far too long"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Title:&lt;/span&gt; Deja Vu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rating:&lt;/span&gt; G&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pairing:&lt;/span&gt; RyuxJin (implied), RyuxKame (implied)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sky was a sort of silver, almost glamorous, almost pretty. Ironically, it had been a sunny day the last time he'd been in a cemetery. Summer grass flicking against his polished black shoes, light glancing across his stationary sunglasses, and rusty hair highlighted a brighter orange than usual. It had been a day created for smiles, but tainted for him, by the sting of loss, the presence of death. And the sympathetic touches, and the well-intended words had just made it worse somehow. It was all so unfair, so early, so unexpected. But today was slightly different. It was sad, terrible, of course, but not in the same way. The ground was dusted icing sugar white, broken by the rising grey stones that marked where separate bodies had been locked away, far beneath the damp earth. But today was expected, and the newest addition was not a body of 19 years but 57. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tiny glint of winter sun caught the two rings on Ryu's hands. One, an almost feminine mark of friendship, eternal, a bond, and the other similar. Only, the other was a mark of love. Despite the fact that they were never legally married, he'd always worn Jin's ring on the corresponding finger. Jin had done the same. It wasnt something that they ever questioned, and whenever people saw one of the rings and asked if the man in question was married, they would reply with 'yes'. The rings had been bought at a market near the inn they loved, and were silver with a vine pattern. Hayato had been puzzled by them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Aren't wedding rings supposed to be gold?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I dont like gold."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"But... that's silver."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I like silver."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Does Jin like silver?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I guess."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"You didnt ask? You're so selfish."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Shut up Hayato."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryu looked up suddenly as he felt a hand on his shoulder. Hayato didnt look at his best friend, instead he gazed down at the ring, brown eyes soft and slightly sad. Ryu glanced from the ring to the headstone in front of them. "He picked them out," he stated, tone not giving away his thoughts or feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hayato looked to the headstone. A pause. "I always liked them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryu chuckled slightly. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hey, just because I've lost the love of my life, doesnt mean I cant laugh, does it?&lt;/span&gt; Turning to Hayato, he smiled slightly. "You dont have to stay here, you know." He looked towards the street, where a red car was visible through a gap in the trees. "Minoru is having people over his house for drinks and so on." Hayato followed Ryu's line of vision and frowned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aren't you going?" he asked, turning his attention back to Ryu. "He's your son. Shouldnt you be sharing the grief?" Ryu nodded, and shoved his hands in his pockets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I will, in a little while." He stared down at the pile of flowers on the disturbed earth. "I just need a moment. Do you mind?" Hayato stared at Ryu for a moment, as if considering whether or not to say something. Then he seemed to decide against it and nodded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'll see you there, then," he replied, and kissed Ryu on the cheek, before starting back toward the entrance. Halfway, he stopped, glancing back at Ryu. The redhead smiled slightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I wont run, Hayato. Not this time." Hayato laughed a little, and nodded, accepting, before he continued on his way. Ryu waited until he heard a door slam, and the car drive away, and then let out a sort of relieved sigh, breath clouding in the winter air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few moments passed in silence, apart from the far off sound of people laughing, then it was broken by the sound of crunching snow. Ryu's solemn expression didnt change, and he didnt flinch or turn around. "I thought you couldn't make it." He could practically hear the discomfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, I was in the neighborhood," the other explained, hurriedly. Ryu smirked slightly, and he spun around, eyes training on the flash of red. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do you always carry roses around, then?" he asked, nodding his head at the crimson flower. Kame shifted on his feet, and then brought the rose up to eye level, staring at it as though he wasnt sure how it had gotten there. Sighing heavily, he purposefully didnt look at Ryu before striding forward and placing the flower on the grave. A flicker of a smile appeared on Ryu's face, and he let Kame catch a glimpse of it as he turned back to look at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a long pause, an awkward silence, and Ryu felt uneasy, eyes wandering back to the road. Maybe he should have just gone with Hayato and Minoru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What do you want me to say, Ryu?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryu looked over at Kame, expression unreadable, so many different emotions flashing across his eyes. All of them too quick to identify. "Say?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's not like me to say 'I'm sorry for your loss'," Kame continued, as though he hadnt heard Ryu. The other snorted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I always hated that saying anyway," he mumbled, "and it wouldnt be honest, would it? You and Jin never got on." Kame's eyes flashed, warning, danger, and then that fire was gone. He'd learnt to control it, perhaps, just a bit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I dont feel anything about Jin," he answered bluntly, "but, I dont want you to feel pain either." There was a pause, and then Kame's eyes widened, as if he were surprised by that admission. Ryu's eyebrows raised, just slightly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I left you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I noticed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Indeed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So why-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I dont &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt;, okay?!" Kame snapped, exasperated. He jerked away from Ryu, running his fingers over his face, and breathing deeply. Ryu bit his lip and looked away, idly watching a bird hop across the snow. "I just... didnt want you to suffer." Their eyes met once again. "That's all I know."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryu pressed his lips into a tight line. No, he'd forbidden his emotions to come out yet, and he was much too vulnerable right now. "I dont want you to suffer either," he said eventually, and if his voice was thick, it was because he had a cold. Kame's eyes softened for a moment, and there was a more comfortable silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So what happens now?" he asked, tone light, and curious, almost innocent. There was a glimmer of hope, shining in his dark eyes. Ryu looked into Kame's eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We do what we always do," he answered, easily. "We say goodbye." The light vanished almost immediately from Kame's eyes, and he looked down at the ground, teeth digging into his lower lip. He nodded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Of course we do," he murmured, not looking up. He let out a breath, that shook slightly, and Ryu grimaced. Kame looked up and smiled tightly. "We say goodbye." Ryu felt his eyes prickle and he forced himself not to look away. Kame held out a hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Goodbye, Ryu."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryu glanced down and took it, shaking it gently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Goodbye, Kazuya."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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