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  <title>&gt;&gt; Disabled Complexes &lt;&lt;</title>
  <subtitle>Did someone told you That lies can't hurt ? If not, I'm telling now.</subtitle>
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    <name>Chris</name>
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  <updated>2008-12-05T15:03:43Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:warumono_girl:23181</id>
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    <title>Righteous Ownership  - RukixReita - One Shot</title>
    <published>2008-05-11T21:43:29Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-11T21:49:13Z</updated>
    <category term="rukixreita"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Title&lt;/b&gt;: Righteous Ownership &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;chapter:&lt;/b&gt; 1/1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_warumono_girl' lj:user='warumono_girl' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://warumono-girl.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://warumono-girl.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;warumono_girl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Band/Pairing&lt;/b&gt;: Rukixreita (Gazette)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Genre:&lt;/b&gt; pwp, drabble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disclaimer&lt;/b&gt;: Don’t own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating&lt;/b&gt;: nc-17. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Warnings:&lt;/b&gt; malexmale sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;i&gt;Ruki always thought that people should properly address each other&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;center&gt;Righteous Ownership &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing could be heard beside the lustful moan of the blond man, the deep tune of the bassist voice echoing through the room and arousing him even more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; - Please Ru... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- What is that rei-chan ? Aren't you forgetting anything ? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blond eyed his lover, trying hard to understand the meaning behind the vocalist words. Reita couldn't contain his cry when Ruki twisted his wrist, getting near enough to the point that they lips were almost touching. He knew that would make the blond even more aroused. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- I guess you've forgotten how to address me properly, haven't you ? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gripped the bassist arousal tightly, squeezing it almost to the point of hurting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- I'm sorry Ruki-sama... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bassist voice ended in a pleading moan as the younger one stroked him hard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- That is far better. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smirk adorning Ruki's lips made the bassist whimper once more, trying in vain to lock their lips together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Everything in the proper time, Rei-chan. I promise that you will love every bit of it. I know how bad you want me to fuck you hard, making you scream until you have no voice anymore. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bassist growled, being shoved hard at the sheets while feeling the other's nails clawing at his skin, trying to only guess what his lover had in store for him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was written in the last five minutes of my japanese clas. A friend of my defied me to do it XD well, it's done now XD &lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:warumono_girl:22894</id>
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    <title>Agitated Screams of Lust : Soundless cry of Lust -  KyoxRuki</title>
    <published>2008-05-10T02:23:14Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-10T03:52:48Z</updated>
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    <category term="kyoxruki"/>
    <category term="agitated screams of lust"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Title: &lt;/b&gt; Agitated Screams of Lust : Soundless cry of Lust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chapter: &lt;/b&gt; one-shot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author: &lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_warumono_girl' lj:user='warumono_girl' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://warumono-girl.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://warumono-girl.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;warumono_girl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Prompt: &lt;/b&gt; Acousticophilia for &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_jfetish_15' lj:user='jfetish_15' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/jfetish_15/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif' alt='[info]' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/jfetish_15/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;jfetish_15&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Band(s): &lt;/b&gt; Dir en Grey x The GazettE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Beta): &lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_visualkeiwhore' lj:user='visualkeiwhore' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://visualkeiwhore.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://visualkeiwhore.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;visualkeiwhore&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pairing: &lt;/b&gt; KyoxRuki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating: &lt;/b&gt;Nc-17 in all of them to be safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Warnings: &lt;/b&gt; sex suggestions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary: &lt;/b&gt;" He wanted the other so badly, the music kept playing the words, repeating themselves. They were of no importance as he could only hear the smooth and hard tune of that voice clinging to him, spreading into him and making him hotter, harder …"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Notes: &lt;/b&gt; I'm writing it for &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_jfetish_15' lj:user='jfetish_15' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/jfetish_15/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif' alt='[info]' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/jfetish_15/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;jfetish_15&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, so every story will be slight connected, but they can be read as one-shots. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Soft pants could be heard in the room, the hard music playing was the only company to the sound that escaped the lips of the auburn man laying messily on the bed. The naked body melting with the soft white sheets, soft sounds leaving the parted lips every time his finger slammed inside him, harder each time. The agonizing sound of pleasure mixed with the angry tune of the music playing viciously, reverberating in the room in a vain attempt to cover the auburn man's voice.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;He could feel every cell in his body itching, needing more, the deep tune of Kyo's voice echoing through his mind, and making him even harder. He wished so much that the blonde were there, touching him, fucking him with that same anger, that same need that his own voice carried out of the speaker. Nothing could turn him on more than the soft moan and grunts that usually leaft his lover's lips every time he were fully inside him,  filling him completely, just to slam harder, and harder, always sure of every move. He missed him terribly. The knowing truth that the other wouldn't be here with him for quite some time now was enough to make his ears perk even more at every breath, every harsh scream leaving the stereo. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Kyo. . .&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The other man's name mixed into the hard groan that echoed through room, the voice dying the next second to allow the never stopping guitars peak, just to then return more forcefully, angriness spilling from every word. That was it, the raw feeling that clung to that voice, the truth that showed itself so clear in every sound. He shuddered hard, stilling his fingers deep inside him and moaning louder, almost trying to suppress the other's voice, proving that his need was bigger, harsher.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;He wanted the other so badly, the music kept playing, the words repeating themselves were of no importance as he could only hear the smooth and hard tune of that voice clinging to him, spreading into him and making him hotter, harder and even more aroused if it could even be possible. He knew he wouldn't last, but for some reason he didn't want it to end. He wanted more, he wanted to feel the other's cock deep inside him, throbbing with the same need as his, that voice, he didn't wanted to hear the meaningless words that were shared to the wall of that bedroom right now, but the dirty names that would usually be directed at him, showing him how much he affected the blond man.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Taking his finger out of him and letting the gasp escape his lips, he brought that same finger to his mouth, lavishing them as if they were Kyo's, imagining the other vocalist's face contort in pure lust, just like it always does whenever he did that. Without realizing, he brought the other hand to his own neck, caressing the harsh fabric of the leather collar. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Shit. . . ah. . .&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;His own moans resonated, making him realize that the song was almost at it's end, The soft murmurs of his beloved's voice now could be heard more weak, almost like a breath over his ears, and right then he couldn't control himself, letting his hands stroke his cock forcefully, the image of the blond licking his lips, kissing him hard while shoving hard into him, making him arch off the bed, increasing the tempo of the strokes, moaning wantonly.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;He had his eyes closed; his lips parted allowing only the uneven breathing to come out, sometimes mixed with failed attempts of the other's name. Curses were shouted to the dying music as he could feel his release coming near. A soft tear escaped his eye at the thought, in the back of his mind, that he wanted nothing of this, but the truth of a touch, a touch - not imagining, but true. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Feeling his muscles tensing, he moaned louder, but before he could bring himself to climax, the music stopped, making him almost whimper in frustration. Before he could stop, however, he felt a hand taking his away from his sullen aching cock, and as he tried to open his eyes, a hand put him back on blankness.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The panic that raised in him at the thought of some stranger in his bedroom was easily erased from his mind when he felt that same hand jerking him hard, pumping him with firm strokes and making him moan and whimper, failing at any attempt to break free of who ever this person may be. His body needed so much release, that any sane thought was quickly lost, and his mind could only focus on the delicious pleasure.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The growl that escaped him was muffled and lost in the other's mouth, the tongue licking his lips fervently, making him give in and part his lips in an open invitation. Before he could register the acrid taste of tobacco and the addicted taste of the other, his mind shook him awake from the pleasure induced trance, but before he could jerk away from the other's touch, he felt a hot breath caress his ear lobe, and his own cock throbbing hard in the stranger's hand.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- I guess that I'll never call again before showing up.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;That was it; that was enough to send him over the edge, his hips jerking frantic in the other's hand, his seed being spilled on his own skin as he choked on his own sobs. His vision became white and he could barely register his own breathing.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;He didn't want to open his eyes, didn't want to realize how insane he had become. He knew the other was touring and wouldn't be back until the end of the week. Has he become this needy at the point of hearing things? That touch was so damn real. Tears make their way onto his cheeks but he barely noticed them, ready to ignore everything and just fall asleep, trying hard to forget how he became so attached to the other.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;A hand touched his belly, coating a finger in the white seed covering the smooth pale skin. He jerked his eyes open, blinking them a couple of times in order to realize the image in front of him. He looked at the blond, his eyes as big as they could be, his hand grasping the sheets tightly as he gazed at the other slowly lick his finger clean, moaning softly at the taste. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Their eyes locked for a minute, the blond smirking ashamedly while the other stood there, dumb tucked.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I really think that I should drop by more times without warning. I have to admit that you made quite a show.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;That was enough. How the hell? He wanted to know, to ask, really, but he couldn't find the will to. He was still trying to believe that the other man was there, and that he wasn't some sort of imagination or trick that his mind was playing. Blinking another couple of times, he reached a hand to caress the other's cheek, but got stopped midway.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- So, do I get some greeting now, or are you too tired to do it properly?&lt;br /&gt;- I. . .&lt;br /&gt;- What is it pet? Has someone cut your tongue? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;O.o yeah, i leaved it there. am i being mean ?! LOL</content>
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    <title>Stolen Sensations</title>
    <published>2008-04-23T21:28:14Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-23T21:34:51Z</updated>
    <category term="rukixreitaxkai"/>
    <category term="ice cubes"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Title: &lt;/b&gt; Stolen Sensations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chapter: &lt;/b&gt; one-shot !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author: &lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_warumono_girl' lj:user='warumono_girl' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://warumono-girl.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://warumono-girl.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;warumono_girl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Band(s): &lt;/b&gt; The GazettE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pairing: &lt;/b&gt; RukixReitaxKai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;genre:&lt;/b&gt; Smut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating: &lt;/b&gt;Nc-17 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Warnings: &lt;/b&gt; mentions to sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary: &lt;/b&gt; "The last words that left Ruki's lips were punctuated with a sensuous lick at the other's ear lobe…"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;beta:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_visualkeiwhore' lj:user='visualkeiwhore' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://visualkeiwhore.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://visualkeiwhore.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;visualkeiwhore&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stolen Sensations&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;small&gt;RukixKaixReita&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt; &lt;/center&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;He couldn't be sure of anything. His eyes showed him nothing besides the apprehensive darkness. The only sound was the heavy tune of Ruki's breath at his ear, enticing him, making him whimper and almost utter a word.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I guess you'll like your surprise, Kai-chan.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last words that left Ruki's lips were punctuated with a sensuous lick at the other's ear lobe, making the poor brunette whimper and almost let out a moan. At the same time he could feel calloused fingers gently making their way over his exposed skin, touching softly and teasing, exploring his abdomen and finding their place at his chest. He knew Ruki's touch, and it was nothing like that. Ruki's touches were always demanding and sure of themselves, while this one was firm but dubious.  He panicked. His muscles tensed, and he forced the bounds hard, almost afraid.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Calm down, Kai.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is it. That voice surely wasn't Ruki's. He knew his lover's voice, and this one was far harsher and crude, lacked that sexy sing-song tune that never fails to accompany any word that passes by the shorter man's voice. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I said that you would get a surprise.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That made the drummer freeze. What the hell? His mind tried in vain to grasp what could have been happening behind the black material covering his eyes, but his thoughts were stopped when he felt that same hand caressing his thighs, too close to his throbbing member.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ru…&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; His words were cut off by Ruki's mouth kissing him hungrily, licking and nipping at his bottom lip, melting their tongues together and leaving nothing more than that addicted taste in Kai's mind. He could feel a body touching his, a toned chest caressing his skin and the moist tongue licking at his body, leaving a wet trail behind, making his oversensitive flesh shudder.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- You taste good, Kai. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That voice. He knew it from somewhere. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- So, I say that if Kai promise to behave, I can take the blindfold away. What do you think, Rei-chan? Fair enough?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reita? What the hell is Reita doing in their bedroom? Better yet, what is the blond doing in his bed, licking him?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Hmm..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The soft and deep hum of the blond made Kai's mind shut, the feeling of the smooth lips get nearer and nearer to his aching need, making the brunette forget his own place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;- Ru… Reita...&lt;br /&gt;- Tsk, tsk. Do you want something, baby? &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The soft way that Ruki whispered in his ear, the heavy lust in his voice said to him that whatever it is that he's not seeing, sounds pretty much like a good show. He wanted so badly to ask Ruki to remove the blindfold! But he knew he couldn't. Ruki is a very stubborn person. He wouldn't do anything if not at his own pace.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I guess you like your surprise, don't you, Kai-chan ? You know, I've know from my own past experiences how good Rei can be with his mouth. Not as good as me, but I guess he can show you, cant you Rei-chan ?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reita's answer got lost in the loud cry that escaped Kai's lips as the blond engulfed him in one motion, sucking hard and almost making Kai's groans be heard over the walls. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Ruki looked at his own lover, the red tint of need gracing his face, his teeth biting hard at his lower lip in an attempt to control his moans from being spilled. Shit. He know that Reita is good with his mouth, but nothing could turn him on more than to look at Kai like this, pleasure written all over his face, the tiny movements of his body giving away how much he wanted release, the soft thrust of his hips making the sexy and sweaty skin shine over the dim light. Ruki licked his own lips. His member was dripping now, begging for some attention. But he had other plans.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;He looked at Reita, seeing how dutifully the blond was working on Kai's member, taking it fully in his mouth, and occasionally moaning himself at the delicious sounds that escaped Kai's lips. That was a picture he would never forget. How sexy they looked like this, Kai at Reita's mouth's mercy while Reita sucked him hard, pumping himself at the same pace. He knew both men were too much into their own pleasure, but things were meant to last a bit longer. Without much of a sound, Ruki got up from besides Kai and kneeled himself behind Reita, caressing the blond locks without much care.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Hm. . . I guess that's enough for now, Rei-chan.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tugging hard at the blond hair, he snapped the slightly taller man's head up, locking their mouths together, moaning at Kai's taste in Reita's mouth. Ruki could feel his own urge growing in him. Blindly searching for the forgotten bowl at the bedside table, he locked his fingers on the cold surface and without a word pulled the crystalline object in Reita's free hand.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I guess I can let you two play a little more.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reita didn't answer, but moaned in response at the cold sensation of Ruki's tongue on his neck, guessing from the example that Ruki gave him what his intentions with the pure iced things were. In the next instant, Ruki was at Kai's side again; his fingers brushing the plump red lips with care, asking for the permission that the brunette never thought about denying. Pushing his finger in Kai's mouth, Ruki let a whimper of his own at the warm feeling, letting his thumb keep caressing the pink lips, while Kai sucked at the others.  The shudder that passed through the drummer's body was a sign that Reita had started his ministrations. Looking at the blond, Ruki knew that Kai would soon be pleading, no matter how much he hated it. Reita was slowly leading the ice along the sensitive skin of the drummer's thighs, letting the cold surface dance its own ballet in the other's flesh until it would melt. The cold trail of water left behind would be licked clean by that talented tongue of his, elating tiny groans and moans from Kai, and a soft whimper from Ruki's own lips. Locking gazes with the blond, Ruki tilted his head, signaling for Reita to pick another cube and pass it to him. The dark auburn man put the treat in his mouth, making sure to lick it shamelessly, putting on his own show for the bassist's eyes.  Smirking to himself at the visible throb of the blond's member, Ruki put himself to the task of teasing his lover even more by making sure that his mouth was again as cold as the ice cube he kept before trailing ice-cold butterfly kisses over Kai's chest. The sweaty skin tensed softly at the cold sensation and Kai moaned freely at the new ministrations, his mind already blank from need and pleasure. Thoughts running many miles an hour, and before he could think straight he heard his own voice.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-  Ru. . . Please. . . Ah. . .&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before his pleads could have reached the shorter man's ears, he felt Reita's cold mouth going down on him, engulfing him again, the iced tongue pressing at his member's slit while the firm hands pumped him at the base. He knew he wouldn't last, and at the same time he knew that Ruki wouldn't be pleased if he came before the other man's whishes.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Feeling the desperation in Kai moves, Ruki grasped his dark hair and pulled his head back in a harsh way, while his other hand signaled for Reita to stop.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- You know you aren't allowed to cum, don't you, Kai-chan ? I hope you haven't forgotten&lt;br /&gt;-  Ha. . . hai.&lt;br /&gt;- Hm. . . – Ruki moaned at Reita's lips biting his neck – I guess I can allow you to at least see. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Licking his own lips and untangling himself from Reita's grasp, Ruki bent over Kai's head to undo the bound that held Kai's wrists at the bed's board.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Kai blinked his eyes twice to adjust his sight to the dim light, but before he could see properly, he felt the cold feeling of the melting ice cube on his skin again, now traveling down the length of his member, making him cry loudly and throw his head back, panting heavily and trying his best to control the abashing urge inside him.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- You like this?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The muffled sound of Reita's voice made Kai's stomach tense and his throat let go a low moan. He looked at Ruki only to be rewarded with the sight of Ruki's eyes shut tight while pleasuring himself, lips parted slightly and Reita's lips planting soft kisses on his neck.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Shit, ru…&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The soft mewl that escaped Kai's lips showed the other two that the drummer was in deep need, and that their play would soon be finished.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-  I still can't hear you plead, baby. You know how to do it, don't you?&lt;br /&gt;- Ru… ah… &lt;br /&gt;- Stop it, Rei. I want to hear him.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reita put the ice, almost all melted, back in the bowl and kept himself busy by licking at Ruki's cheek and letting his hands meet with the auburn man's wrist at Ruki's length. Kai's eyes kept fixed at the sight of both men, the soft sounds escaping Ruki's mouth, the way that Reita grinded himself against Ruki's thighs while letting his tongue show itself in the act of worshipping every path of the pale skin that he could reach.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Please Ru. . . I need it. I need you, please.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The loud moan that echoed through the room showed how pleased Ruki was to hear the drummer say those words. With a wicked grin and firm hands, Ruki clutched Kai's jaw, making their eyes lock. Bending his head until his mouth was mere centimeters apart from Kai's, he barely whispered.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I guess you're not getting exactly what you want, but I bet you will like it.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Licking Kai's lips before getting up, Ruki let his finger linger at the other's mouth, a clear sign that he didn't expect an answer.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Kai locked his hands in the auburn hair and clashed theirs moths together, making sure to hear the soft moan of approval coming from the younger man. His mind fogged quickly, though when he felt the cold slick finger teasing his entrance, making slow circles before entering him, he clutched Ruki's back, moaning softly in the other's mouth and realizing the warm breath at his cock.  He could have already come right them, with no one touching his neglected length, just by the feeling of Ruki's tongue mimicking at his mouth the moves of Reita's fingers at his entrance. Both men were making him crazy with lust, his arousal getting to a point that he couldn't even imagine it could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;- Please… I..&lt;br /&gt;- Sh. We know.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those words made anticipation burst through Kai, he needed them, Ruki, Reita, any one of them, he just needed to come. Predicting Kai's thoughts, Reita pushed into him gently, in a slow pace, making sure to let enough time for the brunette to adjust. Kai had other thoughts then and just thrust his hips down, engulfing Reita's member in a swift move and making the blond groan loudly and grasp hard at his waist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;-  Shit, Kai.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The only response Reita got was a muffled moan that died in Ruki's mouth that was hungrily kissing the drummer.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Letting go of Kai's bruised lips, Ruki smirked at the heavy panting that escaped Reita's lips. He knew how tight Kai can be and how hard it is to keep still while the impatient drummer kept rolling his hips in that vain attempt to make the other keep moving.  Getting away from Kai, Ruki made his way to Reita and kissed his neck hard, pausing a little to blow some air on the heated skin and making the blond groan quietly.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- You can move, you know. I bet that Kai would be almost pleading you to do so if he was a little less shy.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Ruki locked his eyes on the drummer, seeing the little amount of defiance there due to the private meaning of the said words.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Urging Reita to move, Ruki made himself comfortable behind the blond, his hands sneaking around the toned chest and encircling his finger on an erect nipple.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Kai's voice could be clearly heard every time the bassist thrusted into him, the urgent tune in the non existent words that passed his lips was like music to the other men's ears, fueling their arousals. Ruki licked Reita's neck, stopping a little to mumble in the other's ear.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Say, isn't Kai hot ? That tight heat around you, isn't it making you dizzy? Huh?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Reita moaned at the other's words, thrusting harder into Kai and making the drummer whimper in a delicious tune.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Ruki. . .&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The deep tune of the pleasured voice of the bassist made Ruki's cock throb and hump at the blond's ass.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- What is it that you want ? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Letting his fingers twist the nipple between them, Ruki licked the lobe of Reita's ear, watching, mesmerized how the muscles of the said man tensed and relaxed, trying to keep the shuddering feeling away.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Fuck Ru. . . Just. . . Please ah. . .&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The words got mixed with the loud groan that escaped the bassist when Kai contracted around him, the drummer was close and both of them knew it. Reita needed Ruki right then, but his mind was too far to make a coherent sentence. He was glad that the vocalist understood him when he felt two slick digits entering him, the hurry in the other's moves was a clear sign of Ruki's own need. Reita growled when he felt the tip of Ruki's member at his own entrance, slipping inside inch by inch. Stopping his own moves, Reita groaned at the feeling of being fully filled, and Kai whimpered at the loss of movement from the bassist.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Giving enough time for Reita to adjust, Ruki moved his hips in a teasing motion, being pleased to hear the other two men moan softly. After a while, Ruki settled a hard and quick pace, knowing very well that Kai needed it more than any one of them. The drummer had been teased enough. Reita groaned when Kai's muscles squeezed at him, claiming the drummer's lips in a hard and demanding kiss, he pumped the other's length at the same pace that Ruki settled for them. With a couple more thrusts, Kai was coming hard, coating both his and Reita's tummy and Reita's hand with his seed. His head was thrown back and his mouth open in a silent cry.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Ruki clawed at Reita's waist, letting the other set the pace, knowing how much the other wanted to find his own release. With some more thrusts into Kai's spent body, the bassist was still, the sensation of Ruki's thrusts at his spot making it difficult for him to last and with a low groan he spilled himself into Kai, kept motionless, emptying himself and moaning at Ruki still pounding into him. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;He whimpered when he felt Ruki getting out of him, the empty feeling making him gasp and look back at the other's lust filled eyes. He almost wanted to ask the other man why he had stopped. He desired to feel the other releasing into him, the warm sensation of the others seed at his back, but before he could utter any words, Ruki clashed their mouths together, and gently took Reita's place, kneeling at Kai's open legs.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Without any word being shared, Kai sat up, looking Ruki in the eyes, his head bent up in order to look at the handsome face of his lover while the younger man jerked himself off at a desperate pace. Clutching the dark hair in his hand, he leveled Kai's face with his member, his eyes never leaving the soft red color of those kiss bruised lips. He could feel his own muscles tensing, the look of want in Kai's eyes and the soft sound that Reita was doing at his back. That was more than enough to set him over the edge, making him cum all over Kai's face, tightening his grasp on the other's hair.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Fuck, Kai. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;After his orgasm, Ruki claimed those tainted lips with his, licking his seed off the other's mouth and face, moaning soft at his own taste mixed with the salty skin.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Looking at Kai's spent eyes; he reached behind him for Reita's arm, and settled them down on the bed. He kept looking at the way both men looked there, laying down on the white sheets, the sated expression on their faces making them even more gorgeous than they already are. They surely looked good like that, naked, together and on his bed. The perfect picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did it a while ago, since my beta mentioned something about ice cubes... well, it ended up far more than just ice cubes, i guess. hope you guys like it. 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    <title>Mutted Screams Of Wanted Agony</title>
    <published>2008-04-23T03:47:38Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Title: &lt;/b&gt; Mutted Screams Of Wanted Agony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chapter: &lt;/b&gt; one-shot ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author: &lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_warumono_girl' lj:user='warumono_girl' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://warumono-girl.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://warumono-girl.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;warumono_girl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Band(s): &lt;/b&gt; Dir en Grey x The GazettE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pairing: &lt;/b&gt; KyoxRuki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating: &lt;/b&gt;Nc-17 to be safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Warnings: &lt;/b&gt; mentions to sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary: &lt;/b&gt; The lust showing in your eyes making our bodies move quicker, hard against …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Notes: &lt;/b&gt; I want it too~~~ I did the same meme everyone is doing XD just for fun ~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Pick a character, pairing, or fandom you like.&lt;br /&gt;2. Turn on your music player and put it on random/shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;3. Write a drabble related to each song that plays. You only have the time frame of the song to finish the drabble; you start when the song starts, and stop when it's over. No lingering afterwards!&lt;br /&gt;4. Do ten of these, then post them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; 1. Agitated screams of maggots – Dir en grey&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The loud sound of your voice echoed thought the room, every inch of my body claimed, waited for your touch. Every sound that leaved your lips made me want you more and more. The lust showing in your eyes making our bodies move quicker, hard against each other, searching for that sweet release that both of us crave, the addiction for each touch growing like nothing else. We were doomed to be here, sinfully cradled in each other arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; A Natural Disaster - Anathema&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at those false orbs of yours, the pale reflection of my soul showing in there in almost perfection. I know how much I’ve hurt you, and even then I can’t stop the insatiable feeling of wanting you more and more, even if I know that it’ll do no more than to hurt both of us again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You caress my face slowly, almost afraid of my reaction. I keep our eyes locked, a strong desire to assure you that it is okay, that I’ll never push you away, but even so my body says differently. Before I could realize, I’ve grasped your hand in mine, the tight grip making you wince and close your eyes, letting a soft sight escape your lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Why ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know why, but I surely know that nothing about the unspoken feelings that take part in me would even be told to you. I crave you, but you can never know how much. You need to keep thinking that I hold the lash, even if there’s no lash to be held anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Suicide veil – Anathema&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment you pulled away I knew it. I held my head down, waiting for the silent treatment that I probably deserved. My eyes kept cast down, in an apprehensive way to tell you that I’m sorry. The punishment though, never came, and I lifted my face  at you. The soft look in those usually cold eyes made me afraid. Have you given up on me? I wanted to touch you, but I was too afraid to do so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment your hand connected with my skin I could feel the tears moistening theirs way down my face, trying my best to behave, I tried in vain to contain any sadness in me, a failed attempt not to look so damn weak. What I couldn’t see though, was the soft care in your eyes and all the laced feeling that you’ve tried so hard to veil until now. I barely believed when you kissed me softly, spelling mumbling words of forgiveness. I don’t know what I have to forgive you for, but I surely couldn’t help my tears to flow when I felt your own soaking my skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Cassis – The GazettE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I caress your lips, letting my finger feel them. Your eyes, closed in heavy slumber, flaunted a little, and for a moment I though that I’ve wakened you, but your only response was a soft move from your fingers. I love to watch you like this, all that pain goes away the moment you free yourself from this sad world. You seem so pure that it almost hurt. I feel bad to keep you here with me, showering you with this sinful mind of mine, but nothing can change the fact that I’m too weak to let you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your pale skin melts with the soft white sheets, giving you a perfect aura. It’s like you’re too precious to be tainted, and I’m never too tired to try. I caress your – now – auburn hair, taking it away from your face. At times like this, I’m happy to have claimed you. No one should have the chance to see you like this, pure and clear from the pain you hold so deep in your heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what, I’m sure that we’re going to follow this painful road together. You want it or not, you’re too tainted to go back now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Burial applicants – The GazettE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could feel the hard and cold metal against my skin, the groan leaving my lips making nothing to calm your nerves. Your eyes glare at me with so much lust that I almost choke. You slid the gun over my chest, making sure to brush it at my sensitive skin. The rough feeling of the metal making me ach towards you and let a quiet plead leave my lips. I could feel your erection pressing itself to my tights, and nothing could make me want you more than the moment you touched the dark metal to my lips, and with a firm and deep voice, gave me only one command.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - Suck it, bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I let my tongue lavish it, all the time keeping my eyes locked at yours. The groan that leaved your throat making me even more needy. Leaving a wet trail behind, I let go of the glinting metal and arch towards you, begging to taste you. You complied almost at the same time, kissing me hard and quick, our tongues battling for a dominance that I knew I would never win. I could still feel the coldness of the gun against my stomach when you filled me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Guren – The GazettE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I’m sorry&lt;br /&gt;Again those same words. I’ve heard them so many times by now. Every time you say it, and every time you know that you’ll have to say them again. I know I should have be gone for some time now, but I don’t. Night over night I found myself at your doorstep, praying that you’ll take me again. I don’t know anymore if I can turn away from you. More than ever I know that the collar you’ve given me has more and more meaning. I’m attached to you. I’m addicted to you voice, your touch. I’m nothing without you now, and I’m not sure if I can face it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want to hear you say it again. I just want to ignore the pain every time you push me roughly against the wall, ignore the faintest hope that you really want me, not only crave my body, but I’m too weak for it. Time after time I keep hoping. Just to have my hopes shattered the morning after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Sugar Pain – The GazettE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your hands scratch my back in a silent plead for more. I smirk. My hand caress you sides, making sure to leave a tiny red trail behind. The sigh that escapes your lips is a clear show of how needy you are, how much you need me to take you, but even so I don’t. I like to hear you pleading, that sweet soft tune in your voice that shows that you’re nothing but mine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look at you, the red tint of arousal spreading over your skin, making you even more alluring, the way you muscles tense ever time I touch you tell me that you’re more than ready. I lick at your ear and let my breath caress it while I speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - So, Do you think you’ve had enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You almost sob, and try hard to give me an answer, but the only sound that escape from your lips is a soft groan mixed with a pleading moan as I grab your cock in my hand and squeeze it tight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-	I guess not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Agony – The GazettE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You kneel before me, the position flawless like always. I caress your hair, admiring how pretty you are. Those soft plush lips of yours far more than inviting. Lifting your head I lock our lips together in a heated and moist kiss. You are too much of a slut to care if you look more than sinful like this, the leather clinging to your skin and letting your hard cock show itself behind the short skirt while you promptly take my pants away, eyeing my body with a hungry gaze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re no one but my whore. And when you take me fully in one move I know I’ve trained you well. The delicious feeling of your mouth around me made me almost lose my mind. You’re perfect like this. Sinfully filthy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Nausea and shudder – the GazettE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The loud sound of a bass resonated through the stage, the sound pumping our veins, making us hot and ready. Nothing could be compared to this, the feeling of being one with so much more than ourselves, and at exactly that time nothing came to my mind but you. The way you grab my hair, pushing my head back until you can kiss me hard and hungry, making me whimper in pain and pleasure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The harsh echo of Uruha’s guitar take me away from my thoughts and lead me back to the present concert. The feeling in me already craving this late night meting, knowing fully that I’ll be at your bed again, waiting, hopping to be used one more time, not caring about right and wrong, just letting you treat me like you want. No feeling can be compared to this moment when us five go up on stage, but I would gladly exchange it for a single second of the heated touch of your fingers at my skin. And that’s why I would never allow myself to believe that whatever we have is true. Nothing shall be more important than to stand here. Not my pleasure and certainly not you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Dozing Green – Dir en Grey&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lick at your jaw, the heated feeling of the room claiming us both in raw passion. The sweat in you skin make you glister in the dim light of the filthy bathroom. I can feel how worked up you are, the adrenaline of the concert had made you too sensitive. I couldn’t help but let a smile grow at my lips. I know you’ve been thinking of nothing else but this exactly moment, when you would have every bit of your confidence taken away from you, be left there, standing in need and pleading to no one else but me to freed you from your agony.&lt;br /&gt;You arch toward me, your backs at the wall giving you leverage. Your eyes keep close, almost afraid to look at me. Almost afraid that I’ll see how much you’ve though of anything but the moment when I would take you hard and rough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm impressed. I thought that it would be far more difficult XD~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;It was fun to do :P&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Peaceful slumber of Dying Agony - KyoxRuki</title>
    <published>2008-04-18T17:34:17Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Title: &lt;/b&gt; Peaceful slumber of Dying Agony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chapter: &lt;/b&gt; one-shot ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author: &lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_warumono_girl' lj:user='warumono_girl' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://warumono-girl.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://warumono-girl.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;warumono_girl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;genre: &lt;/b&gt; drabble / angst XD~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Band(s): &lt;/b&gt; Dir en Grey x The GazettE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pairing: &lt;/b&gt; KyoxRuki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating: &lt;/b&gt;Nc-17 to be safe. ( don't know if I'll keep it going or if it will be only a OS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Warnings: &lt;/b&gt; manxman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary: &lt;/b&gt;" Y&lt;br /&gt;I always keep guessing, waiting, hoping that you will come and touch me..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Notes: &lt;/b&gt;don't know if I'll keep it going or if it will be only a OS, what you think guys ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ruki's P.O.V.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is it ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always keep guessing, waiting, hoping that you will come and touch me and kiss me and embrace me. But every time you come, harshly grabbing me , hungrily shoving your tongue at my mouth and carelessly opening my pants. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it so hard to figure out ? I need more. I need more than the powerful thrust of you inside me, more than that consumable lust that flicks at your eyes. I need you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time I keep silent afterward. Guessing, Waiting, hoping that you'll look at my eyes and smile, tell me softly that you've missed. I never fail at try again, and never grow tired of losing one more time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still hope that one day you'll come and look at me, and let the soft letter of my name fall from you lips in that seductive tune of your, forming the sentence that I've been dying to hear. I'll always wait for you to say that you love me. Even if I know that this day will never come. Even if I know that you don't love, you own. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if I know that i can't love you, just be owned by you. I'll still hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;I'm at college right now, but this drabble was giving me hell, so i've written it and  i'm posting. What you think ? should I make a Story out of it ?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:warumono_girl:21529</id>
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    <title>The Distorted reflection in the Cracked mirror - RxS</title>
    <published>2008-04-09T22:20:22Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-09T22:20:22Z</updated>
    <category term="gazette"/>
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    <category term="rukixsatoshi"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Title: &lt;/b&gt; The Distorted reflection in the Cracked mirror&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chapter: &lt;/b&gt; one-shot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author: &lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_warumono_girl' lj:user='warumono_girl' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://warumono-girl.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://warumono-girl.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;warumono_girl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;beta&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_visualkeiwhore' lj:user='visualkeiwhore' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://visualkeiwhore.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://visualkeiwhore.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;visualkeiwhore&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;genre: &lt;/b&gt; shameless smut XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Band(s): &lt;/b&gt;  The GazettE x Girugamesh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pairing: &lt;/b&gt; RukixSatoshi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating: &lt;/b&gt;Nc-17 / R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Warnings: &lt;/b&gt; mansex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary: &lt;/b&gt;" The playful tune in the man's voice was easily mixed with the mocking words.  "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Notes: &lt;/b&gt; My dear beta asked me to write some satoshixruki smut, but I failed XD and then all that I got was this rukixsatoshi porn XD~~~~ So, this fic is dedicated to no one but &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_visualkeiwhore' lj:user='visualkeiwhore' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://visualkeiwhore.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://visualkeiwhore.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;visualkeiwhore&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Thank you so much dear ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Distorted reflection in the Cracked mirror&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;RukixSatoshi&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The loud sound of a body clashing mercilessly at the floor was the only thing that disturbed the silence in the room. The naked body sprawled on the cold tiles, eyes shut in pain, and mouth closed tight in order to suppress the incoming moans.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;A lazy laugh follows, swiftly bringing the sarcastic air with it.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- That's the best the bitch can take? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The playful tune in the man's voice was easily mixed with the mocking words.  A ferocious gaze was the only response he got from the slightly taller man. He desired nothing more.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Looking around, taking in the image of the filthy old bathroom both men found themselves in, Ruki pulled the other man's head up by his hair and spoke harshly into the other's ears.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; - I guess it fits you well, don't you? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Without giving the other man any time to answer, he pulled him to the wall, pinning him and making sure that the bonds on the man's hands were still tight.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- So, Sato-chan, the princess is feeling a bit calmer now? You don't seem even a bit frightening now, look more like frightened to me. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The spit that found the dark auburn man's face was proof enough of how much the other despised been pulled in this place, the submissive one, being treated like nothing but a toy.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Uh-uhn. You know, once someone told me that some people are meant to own, and others to be owned. In which class do you thing you fit now, dear? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The mischievous smirk at Ruki's lips make Satoshi shiver, his blood running quicker in his body and a weird spark of lust growing at him.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Licking at the other's lips and pulling at his hair, Ruki let his hands hover over Satoshi's skin, making sure his nail stroked the soft flesh leaving tiny red marks all the way. The movements of the other's body made Ruki smirk grow as quickly as he noticed the bulge forming in the other's pants.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- You don't seem that mad anymore. I guess we can change it. Maybe you're enjoying it a little too much, don't you think? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The muffled growl that escaped Satoshi's throat died inside Ruki's mouth when the other vocalist claimed his lips in a deep bruising kiss, leaving no space for the other's complains.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;In a swift move of Ruki's hands, Satoshi was facing the wall, his neck being ravished by Ruki's lips and soft moans leaving his mouth. He knew it was wrong, but something seemed to erase all his thoughts of the matter, leaving his body at the other's mercy.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;A strong bite at his neck and the loud sound of his belt meeting the floor almost made the man regain some of his sanity, but before he could push Ruki aside, the smaller man pinned him even harder on the wall, losing no time to unfasten the other's pants and smile smugly at the shocked face staring at him. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- You shouldn't doubt me. I've learned with the best. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;A loud cry and a ragged sob was everything that followed Ruki's words. The bite at Satoshi's neck left a slight trail of blood, and the way his face was pressed against the wall relented him no space to proper breathing, but even so, he couldn't deny the way his member throbbed at the act, making him almost give up of any struggling and succumb to the little man's wicked desires.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Not pleading yet? Who do you think you can fool? Not me, be sure. I know how much you yearn to be taken, here, just like this, filthy and low. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The moan that wanted to escape Satoshi's mouth got stopped by the tight gritting of his teeth on the moment he felt Ruki's hands squeezing his cock, making him shudder and almost let out a whimper. He knew that he had no way out of it, not when his body has betrayed him and now pleaded for the other's touch.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;He tried to look the other in the eyes, tried to show Ruki's how much he despised him, but Ruki held his face in place, kept him facing the wall and allowing nothing more than to keep feeling the sinful taste of Ruki's fingers all over his body, the way that the other vocalist danced with it beneath his shirt and his opened pants.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;A hard pull at Satoshi's pants and they were gone, pulled over his feet, exposing the soft flesh for Ruki's hungry gaze. Still trying in vain to break free, the taller man used his last tinge of resolution to try to push the auburn away from him, but his locked hands allowed him nothing more than a frail push.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;A crude sound of a deep laugh and a shameless lap at the other's neck was Ruki's answer. Amusement playing in his eyes at the way the other still tried to overcome him. Pressing his – now bare – thighs to the other, he moaned softly at the feeling of the other's bare back at his member.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- You should know that the more you struggle, the more you turn me on. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;He could sense the need growing at Satoshi, the tension on his muscles giving away and his body trembling slightly at his own words. Ruki knew from the best when people were ready to be taken and he desired no more than to own the other singer. Licking at the other's ear and letting his warm breath caress its lobe, he mumbled softly, all the while humping the other's ass.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- You would look beautiful with a collar, don't you think Sato-chan? I guess I shall bring you a red one. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;This time Ruki could clearly hear the lour moan that left the other's lips, showing him that he had already succeed. Giving the other a reward, he cupped the other's length with his hand and stroked him slowly, allowing him just enough pleasure.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- See how hard you are? And you still thought you could deny me? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;No answer was needed to that question, and neither was it wanted. Taking that they had just enough time, Ruki let his hands entangle themselves at Satoshi's hair, bringing the other's head back, bending it enough for him to lick at the other's jaw line and then pressing their lips together, but making no move to initiate the kiss. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- I say that this pretty mouth of yours can give me what I want, and then, if you're a good boy, I'll let you touch yourself. What do you think? Fair enough? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;A groan and a nod was everything he needed, before letting go of the other's hair and pushing him to his knees, making sure to caress said lips on the way.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Locking his gaze with the kneeled man, Ruki could feel his need growing at the picture of the other like that, quickly submitting himself to him, eyes cast down and hands locked at his backs. He barely controlled himself to not thrust hard and forcefully at the other's mouth when that sinful soft tongue meet with his aching hard member. He groaned loudly when he felt the moist feeling of Satoshi's mouth around him, engulfing him in a maddening heat and giving him no choice than to thrust mercilessly at the other's throat. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Ruki locked his hands in the soft hair, and without realizing the way he closed his own eyes, he pushed the other's mouth, forcing his own pace, and making Satoshi gasp and almost choke. Ignoring the other's moans, Ruki made his eyes open themselves to look at the man kneeled in front of him, the way that he took his member almost fully showing that this was no first time. The soft red tint that adorned the other's cheeks demonstrated the lust that consumed them both, all the resistance and defiance seemed lost now, and the only thing that Ruki could see was what from now own would be no one's but his.  That thought alone could have sent him over the edge, but the  hard press of Satoshi's tongue at the slit of his cock was way more hard to hold back, and with one last hard thrust he came hard in the other's mouth.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Looking expectantly at Ruki's spent gaze, Satoshi whimpered in his own pain, trying to remind the other of what he had promised earlier, that he needed his own release. His cock showed red and swollen, pleading to be touched.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Ruki looked at the man on the floor, his breath was still raged and his mind hazed, but he knew what those whimpers meant. Locking one of his hands on the other's neck, he tilted Satoshi's head and claimed his lips in a hard kiss, tasting himself in the other's mouth and moaning at his own taste. Letting his left hand wander over Satoshi's body, he left almost-not-there touches on the other's member on the way to free the bonds, elating sobbed moans and muffled whimpers from the singer. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;After releasing Satoshi's hands, Ruki looked at the man, the need and want showing themselves purely in that pierced gaze. Smirking one more time, he pet the soft hair before pulling up and fastening his own pants.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- I guess you can deal with the rest can't you, my dear pet? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Walking out of the degrading bathroom, Ruki could hear the loud growl of disapproval that came from the other singer's mouth. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Remembering the other's face, he could easily say why he had chosen the poor singer. He reminded him too much of himself. Both wanted to be called as owners, but ended up being owned.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;-------------------------&lt;br /&gt;all the bold parts are allusion to my other fic,  Shallow sanctuary and it's side-fics.&lt;br /&gt;Shallow sanctuary : &lt;a href="http://warumono-girl.livejournal.com/17748.html"&gt;http://warumono-girl.livejournal.com/17748.html&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Side fics : &lt;a href="http://warumono-girl.livejournal.com/18371.html#cutid1"&gt;http://warumono-girl.livejournal.com/18371.html#cutid1&lt;/a&gt;  | &lt;a href="http://warumono-girl.livejournal.com/18514.html#cutid1"&gt;http://warumono-girl.livejournal.com/18514.html#cutid1&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>Agitated Screams of Lust : Masks  | Dir en Grey x the GazettE | KyoxRuki</title>
    <published>2008-03-31T05:22:47Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-10T02:44:08Z</updated>
    <category term="kyoxruki"/>
    <category term="agitated screams of lust"/>
    <content type="html">Agitated Screams of Lust : Masks  | Dir en Grey x the GazettE | KyoxRuki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Title: &lt;/b&gt; Agitated Screams of Lust : Masks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chapter: &lt;/b&gt; one-shot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author: &lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_warumono_girl' lj:user='warumono_girl' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://warumono-girl.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://warumono-girl.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;warumono_girl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Prompt: &lt;/b&gt; . Amaurophilia for &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_jfetish_15' lj:user='jfetish_15' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/jfetish_15/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif' alt='[info]' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/jfetish_15/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;jfetish_15&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;genre: &lt;/b&gt; shameless smut XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Band(s): &lt;/b&gt; Dir en Grey x The GazettE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pairing: &lt;/b&gt; KyoxRuki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating: &lt;/b&gt;Nc-17 in all of them to be safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Warnings: &lt;/b&gt; mansex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary: &lt;/b&gt;" Your lips, parted and trembling, let some curses pass trough them, making harsh demands that I comply promptly"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Notes: &lt;/b&gt; I'm writing it for &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_jfetish_15' lj:user='jfetish_15' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/jfetish_15/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif' alt='[info]' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/jfetish_15/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;jfetish_15&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, so every story will be slight connected, but they can be read as one-shots.  Thanks and more thanks to my beloived beat &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_visualkeiwhore' lj:user='visualkeiwhore' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://visualkeiwhore.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://visualkeiwhore.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;visualkeiwhore&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that revised this fic for me ;)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; Agitated Screams of Lust : Masks  &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;He couldn't see anything. His eyes showed him nothing besides darkness, making his senses high, allowing him to hear every single breath of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-         So, I guess I need to say it again, don't I ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His body shivers, showing to me how much at mercy he is. I can almost taste the anticipation in the ways his fingers curled themselves at the sheets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- No, you don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hand clashes with his cheek, the sounding resonating over the silent room and making him aware of my criticism of his words. He should know better than this. He should know better than most of his actions today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Sorry, Kyo-sama.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;- You don't seem sorry enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment the words passed through my lips, I could feel myself growing angry, the hatred feeling of the earlier sight enhancing the desire to have him pleading my name and my name only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - You should have never let anyone touch you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave him no time to answer me before I let the lash connect with his fresh skin, the angry red lines left there by the crop changing the alluring image of his body into a lust filled picture of sinful desire.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The soft gasp that leaves his lips is weak and controlled, almost as if he were trying hard to not moan, to deny that he wants nothing but the harsh kiss of the leather at his skin.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I caress his thighs, letting my fingers pass over the cuts, smearing the tiny red droplets over him. He is almost too enticing to be kept mute. I yearned for his moan and his whimper, for that crying voice of his that can make me want him even more.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Getting far from the bed, I let myself appreciate my own work, the luring picture that he formed laying down on my dark sheets; naked, hands locked at his sides, while his legs were held far apart by silken ropes tied to the bed's end.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I feel my own pants growing tighter to the point of it being almost unbearable, but before I can reach the zipper, I hear the soft melodious sound of his voice, the almost not there whimper that leaves his lips in the form of my name. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; - Pleading so soon?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The loud groan that punctuated my words was clear enough for me to see. I get near him, hovering over his head, letting my tongue moisten his ear and breathing softly afterwards. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;-  I'm the only one that can touch you, Ruki. And the only one for who you are allowed to show yourself to.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;A buck of his hips and the silent sound that escaped his parted lips showed me how much he was yearning for it. I laughed softly at his ear, letting my hand hover aimlessly at his body, stopping to play with a nipple and letting my mouth nip and bite at his neck.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; - You still didn't answer me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I was starting to doubt myself if I could really get through with his supposed punishment, seeing as my own member started to ache for attention more and more at every second.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; - I… I'm sorry Kyo-sama&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;His words were choked with sobs and the dark tune of desperation. His arousal standing, red and swollen, locked at the black ring, was probably in a very similar state of mine. A little worse, perhaps.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Licking at his cheek I let my hands travel south, near his aching cock, and squeezed it rather painfully, bathing myself in the strangled cry that passed his lips and the way his back arched off the bed at the same time his nails clawed themselves at the mattress, holding onto it for dear life.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;He barely noticed the moment that I left his sides, settling myself between his legs and clawing my nails at his thighs, feeling the soft flesh give away beneath my fingers and the red tune set over the pale milk skin. The sight of his head thrown back, his labored breath coming ragged over his lips and his beautiful body sprawled at the bed, tinted with a faint red color from the arousal that surely danced at his eyes, simply waiting for me to take him was too much, too damn tempting for me to pass. I bit at his stomach, making him shudder and whimper meaningless curses and pleads. No matter how much I would love to keep up with this, my own need was starting to grow too big, my body aching for him, needing that devilish body more than anything.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Clawing at his waist, I bit his lower lip, easing myself in him. The dry entrance made him cry out and tug at his bonds, his body shaking with too much intensity, and right then I could feel how much he liked that, the feeling of that pain, the lascivious movements of his hips, trying hard to arch towards me, making me groan and thrust harder, almost tearing his insides apart. A groan escapes my own lips and my eyes shut at the painful heat that suddenly engulfed me. I stilled for some time, calming down a little, desiring more than to finish it too soon, wanting to hear his pleading voice more and more tonight, making sure that the only name that he would cry would be mine.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I hear him sobbing and at that time nothing could have been more arousing, the weak spasms of his hips showing me that his sobs were not from pain, but from the emerging desire that was he denied. I smirked.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Kyo. . . please. . .&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;That is it, exactly the melody I've waited to hear the entire night, the sound of his voice spelling my name with so much desperation, so much need that it could cut at his own flesh.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I take pity on him and thrust hard, making him slip on the bed and his head almost collide with the headboard. His voice crying out loud with what seemed like a mix of my name and a long moan.  Nothing can turn me on more than his voice here, like this. I ram into him harder with every time, rather conscious of the blood flowing out of him over the merciless treatment I give his body, his weak limbs trying their best to meet me halfway at every thrust, and even so the only words that pass his lips are choked moans and pleads to go on, the whimpered tune of my name being spilled time after time.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I lick at his chest, the mixed taste of his skin and the salty spice of his sweat making me almost insane, the urge in me growing quickly. I increase the pace of my hips while swiftly removing the ring from his member, a chocked moan being my only reward as I seem to found the right spot.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;His voice has claimed the entire room, growing louder and louder, spilling obscenities mixed with pleads for more and the melodious tune of my name being spilled with so much raw need. I kiss him hard, swallowing his voice and mixing his moans with groans of mine, licking at his bottom lip and tightening my hold at his hips. I barely realize the moment that it all had grown too much for him to take, the second where he spilled himself all over our stomachs, coating us with his seed. My hand makes its way to his hair, pulling at it and allowing me access to his throat. I bit hard at him, the way he tightens at me making me slam into his oversensitive body merciless, the erratic pace showing the neediness in my body. I almost didn't realize his name leaving my lips on the moment my orgasm hits me.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I fall down on his body, my head hidden in his neck, while one of my hands still entangled at his dark auburn locks. Both our breaths are ragged, the air being pulled forcefully out of our lungs, and suddenly a weird sense of fear runs through me. I look at him; a strange apprehension grows at my body as I softly remove the blindfold .He blinks a couple of times, adjusting his eyes at the room and looks at me, his eyes showing nothing at all, and making any anxiousness to take a part in me. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Looking at him, I feel the urge to say something, but before I could muster anything, I hear his sigh. His gaze is locked on mine, almost waiting for me to say something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-         You. . .-&lt;br /&gt;-         I'm yours. And I know that and I wouldn't have it any other way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;That certainly wasn't what I was expecting. All the apprehension and anxiousness in me was shattered.  Suddenly I realized why I had blindfolded him earlier. His eyes scare me. They hold too much of his truths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;- I bet you wouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that was all I could say before releasing him of his bonds and setting him into a comfortable position in the bed. Minutes after he had fallen asleep, I was still up, looking at his marred chest. Somehow I hoped the marks wouldn't disappear, so he would have something to remind him were he belongs.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;------------------------&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I was having a hard time figuring out which fetish this fic implied. I mean, I could have put kinda few ;P</content>
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    <title>Epiphany - KaoruxDie</title>
    <published>2008-03-31T03:25:39Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-31T04:21:59Z</updated>
    <category term="dir en grey"/>
    <category term="4seasons_fics"/>
    <category term="kaoruxdie"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; Epiphany&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_warumono_girl' lj:user='warumono_girl' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://warumono-girl.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://warumono-girl.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;warumono_girl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Season &amp; Theme&lt;/b&gt;: Winter / scarf  for &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_4seasons_fics' lj:user='4seasons_fics' style='white-space: nowrap; text-decoration: line-through;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/4seasons_fics/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif' alt='[info]' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/4seasons_fics/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;4seasons_fics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;band:&lt;/b&gt; Dir en grey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;genre:&lt;/b&gt; Fluff, romance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pairing:&lt;/b&gt; KaoruxDie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating:&lt;/b&gt; PG-13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Warnings:&lt;/b&gt; none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disclaimer:&lt;/b&gt; none, therefore they don’t belong to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt; No matter how much he already know about the other man, every day now seemed like a fresh new relationship …  &lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;center&gt;Epiphany&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He walked lonely over the uninteresting streets of the crowded city. Every day seemed more grey and cold than the previous, and even them he couldn’t careless. His minds drifting back, once and in a while, to the welcoming warmth of the last night memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The steps could have been counted one by one if they were half as important as the fact that only a little more were expected until he could meet with his newest point of obsession. No matter how much he already know about the other man, every day now seemed like a fresh new relationship, like the long time friendship had been erased to give birth to a fresh new one, one far more deep and wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He left a soft sight escape his lips while letting himself think how lucky he was to have discovered this so much bright side of the tempestuous life they all live at being a rock star. The never ending days of touring or recording would surely seem welcoming now, when he knows for sure that he would never feel lonely or sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was brought back to reality from his wandering mind by a pair of glove covered hands setting a soft warm cloth around his neck. Turning around he found the shorter man looking at him, a playful smile on that thin lips and a questioning gaze pointed at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- You always forget your scarf. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He laughed freely and realized that nothing could show how much they seem to know each other than the fact that the other guitarist has brought with himself a spare scarf, simply because he knew Die would forget his. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- That’s because I know you would remember it for me. &lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The silly grin that planted itself in the blonds face showed how amused he was to the fact that he was truly right, and that no matter how many other times the older man would scold him about forgetting the little article of cloth he would always bring a spare one for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- I can’t help myself to the fact that I don’t want my man freezing his ass off. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;-  My man, huh ?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Yeah, my man, Die. Do you know him? That ‘red-haired gone blond’ guitarist that play on that band… Dir en grey, I guess. Do you have anything against it ?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; - Of course not, I’m totally fine at being yours, Kao.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neither man could suppress the giggles at the playful bickering, and obviously, neither of then could hide the satisfied smile that they shared afterwards either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were totally fine at being one another’s.</content>
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    <title>Agitated Screams of Lust : Loud gestures of Silent Truths | Dir en Grey x the GazettE | KyoxRuki</title>
    <published>2008-03-31T02:34:40Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-03T02:22:39Z</updated>
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    <category term="agitated screams of lust"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Title: &lt;/b&gt; Agitated Screams of Lust : Loud gestures of Silent Truths&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chapter: &lt;/b&gt; one-shot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author: &lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_warumono_girl' lj:user='warumono_girl' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://warumono-girl.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://warumono-girl.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;warumono_girl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Prompt: &lt;/b&gt; 04. Choreophilia  for &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_jfetish_15' lj:user='jfetish_15' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/jfetish_15/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif' alt='[info]' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/jfetish_15/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;jfetish_15&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Band(s): &lt;/b&gt; Dir en Grey x The GazettE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;genre: &lt;/b&gt; drabble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pairing: &lt;/b&gt; KyoxRuki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating: &lt;/b&gt;Nc-17 in all of them to be safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Warnings: &lt;/b&gt; sex suggestions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary: &lt;/b&gt;” The beat goes on, my mind shutting it out almost effortless, every one of my senses seem glued to that thin moving body that seems more aware of my presence at every passing second…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Notes: &lt;/b&gt; I’m writing it for &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_jfetish_15' lj:user='jfetish_15' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/jfetish_15/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif' alt='[info]' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/jfetish_15/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;jfetish_15&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, so every story will be slight connected, but they can be read as one-shots. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;Loud gestures of silent truths&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hips grinding the thin air in a complete mimic of that pleasure filled act that everyone knew.  The beat of the never missing bass growing louder and louder at his ears, pumping the lithe body with his own will for more. The dark atmosphere that engulf any club like this seemed to be shining around his body, glowing with the lustful tune that that perfect hips moved in synch with whatever sound it’s owner could have been picking out of the disastrous  unbalanced beat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could feel his skin at mine even if our bodies were a good few meters away. The satin taste of that tongue, that time from time got out to wet those sinful plush lips, make nothing to ease the ferocity will to push him away from all these people looking, hovering and drooling at what is no one else but mine. I could feel my own need growing together with a fierce anger at the show he’s putting for other eyes that not mine’s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beat goes on, my mind shutting it out almost effortless, every one of my senses glued to that thin moving body that seems more aware of my presence at every passing second. The hips slow down quietly, and the eyes open themselves to look at me, luring me and defying me to go to him and give him what he wants. Or maybe to give him what I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment our skin touch, my hand is locked at his hair, bending his head back and biting hard at his throat, claiming him once more and making sure to hear the pain filled hiss that escapes his lips at the action. His hips are almost still now, his breath becoming more and more labored while our bodies keep touching. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can fell his hands making theirs way to my shoulders and I quickly secure them at his backs, slowly cornering him at the nearest wall. He knews what I've wanted all this time and I realize that I’ve just fallen for the trap. He shudders beneath me, bringing his hands to touch at my bare skin, making me fell his nails scratching slightly at my stomach. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Two can play this game, don’t you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I let my breath play at his ear for a while, feeling him shudders and the almost silent whimper that falls from his lips, knowing that he would never disagree with me. The moment I hold his hips to still them, he let out a loud groan, the feel of my hands on his skin making me hold a moan of my own. I lick at his neck, letting a wet trail of saliva behind, cradling his face in my right hand a craving my left hand nails at his skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- You’re mine, Ruki, mine.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My voice was dark and quiet, the need carried by that words making his eyes flutter shut over a moment and his hips try a vain attempt to grind at me, his hands sneaking themselves at my belt and crashing our bodies together, tearing a loud growl from both our throats and making him throw his head back, all the while keeping his eyes locked at mine, making sure that I can see how much temptation he hold on that false blue orbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------&lt;br /&gt;It was supposed to be longer and have a amazing sluttish sex scene that would cause people to die of severe blood loss, but I guess my muses don’t want to cooperate with me, so…. That’s it. Sorry for the lack of smut, I promise to make it better in the next one *bows*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>About Confessions and Broken Hearts - 3/? - RxR UxK</title>
    <published>2008-03-27T21:11:28Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-27T21:11:28Z</updated>
    <category term="confessions and broken hearts"/>
    <category term="rukixreita"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Title&lt;/b&gt;: About Confessions and Broken Hearts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;chapter:&lt;/b&gt; 3/?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_warumono_girl' lj:user='warumono_girl' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://warumono-girl.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://warumono-girl.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;warumono_girl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Band/Pairing&lt;/b&gt;: RukixReita (Gazette) / KaixUruha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Genre:&lt;/b&gt; Romance, humor, bits of angst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disclaimer&lt;/b&gt;: Don’t own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating&lt;/b&gt;: PG-13 – for now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Warnings:&lt;/b&gt; none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;i&gt;after Reita's Confession and Ruki's shocked reaction, will Ruki be able to fix his mistake?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This story is a continuation of my one Shot named Haze. You can find it &lt;a href="http://warumono-girl.livejournal.com/11949.html#cutid1"&gt; Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of practice was nothing but stressful. After they entered the studio, I could clearly see the gloomy face of Reita that showed that the bassist was less than willingly to keep up here. Aoi looked up, receiving us with a weak smile, showing how much he pitied us for whatever tantrum a pissed Kai could muster, but what made me rather shocked was the dull tune over Kai features. I couldn’t understand how in the rather short walk from the break room to here his face seemed to darker with every step. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the moment I made it to the mike I could feel two gazes burning at the back of my head, and what surprised me even more was to find out that Kai was one if these. Letting a sigh escape my lips, I though that would be better approach our usually calm and cheerful drummer after practice. Whatever the reason for his behavior was, it clearly pointed at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good. As if I haven’t my hands full with the entire Reita problem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started back from the previous song, but for whatever reasons that I can only pick a few, everything seems fucked up. From the beat of Kai’s drums to Uru’s guitar, no one seems to concentrate besides Aoi, which keep looking at the four of us as if we had grown two heads. Well, I don’t blame him, I would do the same if faced with the fact that my band can’t play the songs that they’ve composed themselves. Shit. We sounded really ugly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-	Stop! What the fuck is you problem Ruki?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look at him, the smart come back already formed at my tongue, but at meeting his eyes I got mute. I’ve never saw Kai’s eyes holding so much anger and so much sadness like that. He has never scolded anyone in that cold tune either, and all of a sudden I realized that all that ugly feelings were meant at me and no one else. I couldn’t manage to say anything and just stared back, shocked and speechless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-	C’mon Kai, drop it. Everyone-&lt;br /&gt;-	Shut up, Ruha, I’m not talking to you.&lt;br /&gt;-	Wow, calm down man, I didn’t do any-&lt;br /&gt;-	Calm down everyone.  Kai, don’t you think that keep this practice would do us no good? I guess everyone is tired and we should call it a day. Fighting will not-&lt;br /&gt;-	Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that moment I really wanted to cheer out loud for Aoi, because he surely saved the band right then. Hell, I don’t know how things became this way, but I certainly don’t like the path that things are going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The defeated sound of Kai’s voice seemed much contradicted with the enraged form that he threw away his drumsticks, harshly getting his bag and making a fuming run for the door. &lt;br /&gt;Reita tried to hold him back by the arm, but for reasons that I don’t know, Uruha stopped him, holding his wrist tight and giving him a look that said ‘let Kai be’. Reita glared at him, but in the next second Uruha was out of the door, probably going after Kai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was it, the moment Uruha put his feet out of the room, I could feel the tenseness rising and becoming almost unbearable. Reita did everything in him to evade my gaze and Aoi shifted uncomfortable in a vain attempt to ignore everything that was going on even when he didn’t know what it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Well… ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At hearing Aoi’s voice we both turned, Reita stopping in the middle of the task of keeping his bass safe, and I , that was just standing aimlessly on the same spot after the little argument with Kai, turning to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Can someone enlighten me over what the hell is happening? I mean, what it is with Kai?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just grunted a muted reply and let myself fall at the couch. I really don’t fell like telling someone else anything again. What I didn’t expected though was Reita’s harshly reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-	Keep your nose in your business Aoi.&lt;br /&gt;-	What the -?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing no good in letting reita talk, I intruded myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-	Don’t know Aoi. And what the hell is your problem Rei ? What the crawled up to Kai’s ass have found it’s way to yours too? Don’t you know how to be nice with people anymore? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could feel my blood boiling when those words flowed out of my lips. What the hell is he thinking? He’s not better than anyone and Aoi is only trying to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-	Fuck off Ruki.  And if you don’t know what Kai problem is, maybe you should stop being the selfish brat you always are and look over you side time from time, and you would know. Or maybe he wouldn’t be that mad if he hadn’t had the need to go look over for you and find you hovering over Uruha like the slut you are.&lt;br /&gt;-	What? What the hell did you say? Sellfish? Slut? What the hell Uruha have to do with anything?&lt;br /&gt;-	Hun… guys?&lt;br /&gt;-	Shut up Aoi. Kai have all the right to be pissed at you. You were the one hiding with Uruha at the break room when we’re supposed to be practicing, and even worst, you could barely remember your own lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;-	So, that is it huh ? You’re pissed because your precious Kai is angry and you won’t get any tonight? huh? How shameful Akira. I’m tired of you,  you and yours accusations. What the fuck? Last week I seemed  no slut to you when you kissed me, and said that loved me and now that you have him -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I close my own mouth after recognizing what I had said. The moment I realized the words that passed my lips it was already too late. Three pair of eyes was open wide, staring at each other. I was surprised at my own words, that I had accused him so bluntly when not a minute ago I barely could remember the scene without freaking out. Aoi seemed to be doing his best to digest all the information that was shoved at him and trying to seem calm, while Reita stood there, looking at me with a blank and hurt expression. Shit. What have I done? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could hardly see the moment when the hurt became anger before I felt Reita’s hands fisting the collar of my shirt, his eyes showing me how much I’ve hurt him in the last minute, anger and hatred showing freely over the sadness that kept itself hiding in that black orbs. With the same ferocity he gripped me, he let go, and in a blink of an eye I stood there, listening to the loud sound of the door being shut one more time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Shit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My knees gave away and I sat myself in the floor, cradling my head in my hands and letting the tears flow freely. I almost jumped in fear when I felt a hand on my shoulder. I’ve forgotten that Aoi was still in the room. He locked his gaze with mine but said nothing. He just kneeled before me and took me in a soft and comfort embrace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uruha was right I should never let thing get to this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-	You need to talk to him.&lt;br /&gt;-	I know. I just don’t know if I can.&lt;br /&gt;-	Yes you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nya people, sorry for the late update, but I have almost no free time now days. XD~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next chapter will probably be Uruha centered XD&lt;br /&gt;I was not going to make any other couple besides rukixreita, but since some people thought it could be good, I guess I’m turning it in a Uruhaxkai too XD~~~~~ Flames ? Critics? Reviews and comments are the ultimate love ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Previously :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://warumono-girl.livejournal.com/17010.html#cutid1"&gt; Chapter 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://warumono-girl.livejournal.com/17458.html#cutid1"&gt; Chapter2&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:warumono_girl:20417</id>
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    <title>Aphorism - KaoruxToshiya</title>
    <published>2008-03-24T05:41:01Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-24T05:44:06Z</updated>
    <category term="kaoruxtoshiya"/>
    <category term="4seasons_fics"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; Aphorism&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_warumono_girl' lj:user='warumono_girl' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://warumono-girl.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://warumono-girl.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;warumono_girl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Season &amp; Theme&lt;/b&gt;: Winter / hot chocolate for &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_4seasons_fics' lj:user='4seasons_fics' style='white-space: nowrap; text-decoration: line-through;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/4seasons_fics/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif' alt='[info]' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/4seasons_fics/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;4seasons_fics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;band:&lt;/b&gt; Dir en grey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;genre:&lt;/b&gt; Fluff, romance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pairing:&lt;/b&gt; KaoruxToshiya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating:&lt;/b&gt; PG-13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Warnings:&lt;/b&gt; suggestions of sex ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disclaimer:&lt;/b&gt; none, therefore they don’t belong to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt; The deep brown of his eyes are slight tinted darker with that unmistakable tune of want…  &lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt; Aphorism &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The coldness of the clear night made it’s way to my skin, making me shiver and embrace myself tighter. I look at the bright lights of the city, no matter how late it is, as in any other big city the lights would always tell when the night never touch. The air seems calm and endearing, dancing like a ballet between bodies and letting people hover with that sweet aura of the season that has settled between us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- You’ll get a cold standing there.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turn myself facing him completely. At times like these I keep asking me how much of a lucky people I am. The deep brown of his eyes are slight tinted darker with that unmistakable tune of want. His lips, pursued together, leave almost no space for the quiet sight that escapes them. I know he wants attention, and I surely don’t intend on let him waiting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arms enlace themselves at my waist, bringing me near him and making me content for having his warmth near, the unique scent getting to my senses and making me slight aroused. He has always had this effect on people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Too much for a peaceful night watching Tv and drinking some hot chocolate, huh Totchi?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could see the smirk in his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- I know you like it better, Kao.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that said, his lips attached themselves to mine, claiming them in a vicious need, biting my lower lip and clinging to my shirt in order to show how much of his patience I’ve tested. I wouldn’t have it any other way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I let he have his way over my shirt discarding it careless at our living room, pushing me blindly in the generic direction of our bedroom. He knows better than to think that the upper hand is his. When I could feel the mattress against my legs I swiftly turned us around, making him on lay down the bed and claiming his lips in one more kiss, settling myself over him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Yeah, you’re right. I do prefer it this way.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I don’t know why the smut doesn’t seem to flow at my DeG fics u.u”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, sorry for the shortness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://warumono-girl.livejournal.com/tag/4seasons_fics"&gt;Other season fics&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:warumono_girl:20150</id>
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    <title>Harmonium - KyoxKaoru</title>
    <published>2008-03-21T02:48:00Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-22T06:22:48Z</updated>
    <category term="4seasons_fics"/>
    <category term="kyoxkaoru"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; Harmonium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_warumono_girl' lj:user='warumono_girl' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://warumono-girl.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://warumono-girl.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;warumono_girl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Season &amp; Theme&lt;/b&gt;: Winter / Snow for &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_4seasons_fics' lj:user='4seasons_fics' style='white-space: nowrap; text-decoration: line-through;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/4seasons_fics/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif' alt='[info]' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/4seasons_fics/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;4seasons_fics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;genre:&lt;/b&gt; Fluff, romance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pairing:&lt;/b&gt; KyoxKaoru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating:&lt;/b&gt; PG &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Warnings:&lt;/b&gt; none ? o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disclaimer:&lt;/b&gt; none of them belong to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt; Looking at the snow covered roads I set to think that maybe that’s the most appropriated scenery for people to wake up with. &lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt; Harmonium &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plain colorless picture of the day emerge from behind my apartment complex doors, almost telling me how much bland the day will become. I let a sight escape my lips while walking to my car and driving to the studio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the snow covered roads I set to think that maybe that’s the most appropriated scenery for people to wake up with. The calmness that echoed troughs the massive grey tune settled with the angst feeling of having another dull day. The radio turned itself to one of our sons and I cringed at hearing my own voice screaming out of the blasphemous thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you don’t know how stupid you are until you look back at the past. The intense sound of the guitars leaded my mind back at the beginning of the week, reminding me of your silly smile and how unfriendly I shrugged you off me, without even realizing at the time how disappointed you sounded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironic how in the same afternoon, when I looked at you silent asking you if would come to my house with me, you nodded quickly and made your way with me at my car. How predictable you’ve turned after all these years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turn off the engine at the parking lot, and on the moment I walk inside the door I hear your laugh. How much of everything between all of us has become predictable? All the years spent together, doing nothing less than what we do the best, have taken us to the point of reading each other mind with only one look and nothing more, and even then we are happy just like this, knowing fully that five can make one as easy as one alone is due to fade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smile flick at my lips when I entered the room, watching the scene in front of me slightly amused. Die babbling about something like it were the end of the world while Totchi just ignored him like away and Shin settled his drums in mildly perfection. I Stop by the door and just watch you carefully as you laugh quietly at how Die grumbled about the damn snow covering the entire way and how he hated the gloomy aura. Our eyes lock and you give me a sweet smile welcoming me closer and placing a chaste kiss at my lips. I arch one eyebrow at you, silently asking what the gesture were for, but you just shrugs at me and call the others in order to start practice. Before you walk to your guitar though, I get your wrist on my hand, daring you to answer my early question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- The weather reminded me of you when I waked up. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That simple answer said more than anything else. Maybe it’s time to wake up without needing anything to remind you of me. Sometimes I guess how you can still be unpredictable like that even after all these years, but when I look at our band mates and the blank faces of pure acknowledge I ask myself if I’m the only one that though that.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can’t believe that I got to write a DeG fic again ;P lol and a fluff one too ! XD~~~~&lt;br /&gt;I mus be getting sick :P</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:warumono_girl:19755</id>
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    <title>Repetition of Hatred - kyoxruki</title>
    <published>2008-03-21T01:39:53Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-22T06:22:24Z</updated>
    <category term="10_hurt_comfort"/>
    <category term="kyoxruki"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Title&lt;/b&gt;: REPITITION OF HATRED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_warumono_girl' lj:user='warumono_girl' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://warumono-girl.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://warumono-girl.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;warumono_girl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Band/Pairing&lt;/b&gt;: KyoxRukixKyo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chapter: &lt;/b&gt; one-shot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Prompt: &lt;/b&gt; 10. fight  for &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_10_hurt_comfort' lj:user='10_hurt_comfort' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/10_hurt_comfort/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif' alt='[info]' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/10_hurt_comfort/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;10_hurt_comfort&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating&lt;/b&gt;: nc-17 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Warnings&lt;/b&gt;: sex suggestiveness, dominant/submissive implicit behavior&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary: &lt;/b&gt;” . The kiss was hard and hungry, all the hatred about his situation being shoved at the other in the unmistakable ferocity of the act.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Word Count: &lt;/b&gt; 639&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Notes: &lt;/b&gt; I’m writing it for &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_10_hurt_comfort' lj:user='10_hurt_comfort' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/10_hurt_comfort/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif' alt='[info]' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/10_hurt_comfort/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;10_hurt_comfort&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repetition of Hatred &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how much the sound resonated around them, everything seemed in a deep sharp silence. Eyes locked at each other saying no more than any words could have done.  He could feel himself shivering, the strong urge to flee dominating his own body, but still, he stayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- So ?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The deep voice of the blond cut the dense mist of apprehensiveness, and as every time that voice would be his downfall. The deep sensual tint of whatever words that could come out of it had the power to make any sign of resolution in his body gave away, and no matter what he would find himself at the other mercy one more time.  And this time was no different than any other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a minute after the word had passed over Kyo’s lips he was there. The kiss was hard and hungry, all the hatred about his situation being shoved at the other in the unmistakable ferocity of the act. He hated himself for being this week, this needy of the other, and at the same time he feel better for facing this hate fully, without trying in a vain attempt to ignore it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blond’s hands made theirs way to the other waist, but got stopped midway. Looking at Ruki and seeing the hatred and lust in that usually calm and submissive eyes said to him that things would not be the same. Kyo barely reacted the moment his hands were pinned above his head and he was shoved back at the cold tiled wall of the dirty bathroom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-	So, I think it’s time for the bastard to be taught a lesson.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blond let the smirk play on his lips, together with a shameless lap of a tongue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- So the dog thinks that he can bit the owner?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only response was a hard grunt and a hand pulling harshly at the blonde’s hair, making him arch his backs almost to the point of hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Don’t you think that it can be fun? I mean, maybe you can bark better than me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a swift move the auburn man found himself in the floor, his hands trapped behind himself with his own weight over it and the blond hovering at him in a predatory way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- I beg to disagree. So, where were we?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;So, my first entry for this challenge. Sorry for letting it hanging in the best part XD~~~~ I’m trying to prove that I can write non-smut fics with this pair XD lol. As if XD~~~~</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:warumono_girl:19530</id>
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    <title>another challenge ?! O.O</title>
    <published>2008-03-18T03:03:00Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-21T02:05:16Z</updated>
    <category term="10_hurt_comfort"/>
    <category term="table"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table bordercolor="#8968CD" width="65%" border="1" cellpadding="1" cellspacing="1"&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;1. Injured&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;2. Love&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;3. Sick&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;4. Drunk&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;5. Emotion&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;6. Lonely&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;7. Jealousy&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;8. Tears&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;9. Fear&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://warumono-girl.livejournal.com/19755.html#cutid1"&gt;10. Fight&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="5"&gt;&lt;center&gt;1/10&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:warumono_girl:19290</id>
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    <title>The Three Sides of a Verse - 3/3 - RukixKai</title>
    <published>2008-03-16T19:42:42Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-16T19:44:55Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Title&lt;/b&gt;: How we will never be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chapter&lt;/b&gt;: 3/3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_warumono_girl' lj:user='warumono_girl' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://warumono-girl.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://warumono-girl.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;warumono_girl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Band/Pairing&lt;/b&gt;:RukixKai (Gazette)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Genre:&lt;/b&gt; angst, romance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating&lt;/b&gt;: PG &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Warnings&lt;/b&gt;: none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary&lt;/b&gt;: ‘You walk away from your drums, quickly making your way to him and embracing him lazily over his shoulder, bringing him to the front with the rest of us…’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt; This is  the third chapter of the three short stories series that will tell the same story with three possible ending. How we are, How we could have been and How we’ll never be. &lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;center&gt;How we will never be&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear the bass line ending, almost in synch with your drums. The guitars crying their last chords as their owners set them to an end. That’s it. The crowd crying out loud, still pumped by our performance, even if everyone knows that it got to an end.  I smile a bitterly when I noticed that my voice had ended long ago, before the last beat of your drums.  We used to be as synchronized as you both are now.  I let my hand wander over my meticulously done hair, and walk over to Uruha in order to give my thanks to the crowd. I know better than to expect you over my side. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You walk away from your drums, quickly making your way to him and embracing him lazily over his shoulder, bringing him to the front with the rest of us. You smile at him, and he pets your hair. I can see how much your eyes shine, and before I could get a grasp of myself, our eyes lock.  I give you a weak smile, a tired one, and you reply with one of your own. We knew you both weren’t made to be. Not like us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watch as he gets you settled on a chair on the dressing room, quickly searching for something cold for you. Your eyes are barely open and your tired muscles are getting the better of you. I make my way to you, but change it midway. He comes back, a  little bucket of ice and some towels in hand and promptly sit by you, putting your aching hands in good treatment. You don’t even notice me, or the way I look at you with so much regret in my eyes. I knew I should have told you, said to you anything, but I was too late. No matter how many meaningful looks we share, they don’t hold half of the feeling and happy promises that the simple touch of you two do. Some things are not meant to be. I’m just glad I’ve not destroyed anything on the way, you seem happy with him, and that’s how it should be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess that’s the end of my little rukixkai trilogy. I hope people that expected a happy ending for this chapter don’t kill me. I also expect that I’ve succeed on passing the idea of different time lines of the same facts, since that was the purpose of this little series. &lt;br /&gt;That’s it. I shall go back to write my rukixreita fic that have been on a hold for quite some time now XD~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt; I’m a lazy ass XD~~~&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:warumono_girl:19129</id>
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    <title>The Three Sides of a Verse  - 2/3</title>
    <published>2008-03-15T13:22:30Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-05T15:03:43Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Title&lt;/b&gt;: How we could have been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chapter&lt;/b&gt;: 2/3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_warumono_girl' lj:user='warumono_girl' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://warumono-girl.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://warumono-girl.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;warumono_girl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Band/Pairing&lt;/b&gt;:RukixKai (Gazette)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Genre:&lt;/b&gt; angst, romance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating&lt;/b&gt;: PG &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Warnings&lt;/b&gt;: none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary&lt;/b&gt;: ‘All of us are excited, tired and glad for this night, just as we always are. I love these moments, when I can hear you playing behind me…’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt; This is  the second chapter of the three short stories series that will tell the same story with three possible ending. How we are,  How we could have been and How we’ll never be. &lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;center&gt;How we could have been&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cheers don’t stop even if we’re quickly hitting the end. They know, I know and every one of the others knows too, but their voices still keep on even when I’ve muted my own. That’s it. One more time we stood there, at the stage, the chords going out one after another and soon the only thing that rest is us. Four of us already thanking the crowd, and one running to my backs and murmuring a quick ‘I love you’ at my ear before taking his own place bowing at the huge mass of people that are still claming us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us are excited, tired and glad for this night, just as we always are. I love these moments, when I can hear you playing behind me, giving me support to stand and sing my heart out. Be it for them, or be it for you. We’re connected here as much as we are anywhere else, alone in the dim light of somewhere secure from any curious gaze. We let go of each other, but you keep your arms at my waist, as if saying to me that we’re no less together than we were minutes ago.  The picks are thrown and your drumsticks go along, not before you`ve flashed that sweet smile of yours for them. I know they deserve it, but still, I’m jealous. These smiles are mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We set to the dressing room, tired and satisfied, the tingling sensation of the adrenaline still going through our veins. I watch as you fall limp at the floor, your legs giving in after so much work. I smile, sitting myself at you side and holding a damp towel over your face. You always work yourself to much. I pet your hair, bending slightly, just enough to be level with your ear, and whisper softly at you the words that I’ve wanted to say the entire concert. You smile at me, and at times like these I know that nothing can break our happiness. I don’t care what people say or what tomorrow brings, but I know I’ll always be here with you, and this, this simple smile of yours is enough to tell me that nothing can be more perfect than this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nya~~~ one more to go, I’ll try to post tomorrows if everything goes fine ;P The other is a bit angstier XD hope I’m doing this right, because I loved the idea so much XD~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:warumono_girl:18864</id>
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    <title>The Three Sides of a Verse</title>
    <published>2008-03-14T02:58:47Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-05T14:55:13Z</updated>
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    <category term="kaixrukixkai"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Title&lt;/b&gt;: How we are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_warumono_girl' lj:user='warumono_girl' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://warumono-girl.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://warumono-girl.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;warumono_girl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chapter&lt;/b&gt;: 1/3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Band/Pairing&lt;/b&gt;:RukixKai (Gazette)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Genre:&lt;/b&gt; angst, romance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating&lt;/b&gt;: PG &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Warnings&lt;/b&gt;: none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary&lt;/b&gt;: ‘I didn’t want it to end, because I didn’t want to hear your drums going off. I love this. I love to know that no matter what we’ll be connected here.’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt; This is gonna be a three short stories series that will tell the same story with three possible ending. How we are,  How we could have been and How we’ll never be. &lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;How we are&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I listen attentive at the last beat of your drums, the fans cheering us out until the last breath, the last chord. My voice dies slowly, together with your drums, the bass and then the guitars. The only sound echoing through the hall is the masses that call for us even if they know that it’s our leave. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pressure in my body demands some more, and at the same time the tiredness of my limbs say that it’s more than enough. I didn’t want it to end, because I didn’t want to hear your drums going off. I love this. I love to know that no matter what,  we’ll be connected here.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see the others throwing some picks and you getting out of your drums. You embrace me lazily, and bring me to the end of the stage. That’s how it is every time. One more concert, one more night and we are all flushed with the energy of the concert, tired of the extenuating performance but always glad to be doing exactly this. That’s likely what is on everyone else minds but mine. I look at you as you crash on the dressing room floor. You seem beaten up, and even then your eyes shine like no others. Maybe that’s what holds me captive. You barely lock your gaze with mine, giving me a short and weak nod and a bright smile. I try to smile back, but I know that mine`s is fake. I hate this. How coward I am. What is the big fear in going to you and caressing you hair? Saying here and then how much you mean for me? Sometimes I can’t believe that I let you go that easy. Times like these, when I know that I don’t have you anymore, are the ones that make me feel utter stupid over losing you for such a dull thing.   Fear of something that I already felt. Fear to love you. I’m sure we could have been happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m sure you could have been mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;The other two are already finished. I’ll post one per day if I can XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt; I’m gonna be traveling tomorrow, so I don’t know if I will post it tomorrow and after XD but in the worst case I’ll be back by Monday &lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.website-hit-counters.com/cgi-bin/image.pl?URL=43623-0714" alt="" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:warumono_girl:18514</id>
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    <title>The Other Side of the Cracked Mirror</title>
    <published>2008-03-13T23:32:41Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-24T15:37:27Z</updated>
    <category term="kyoxruki"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Title: &lt;/b&gt; The Other Side of the Cracked Mirror&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chapter: &lt;/b&gt; one-shot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author: &lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_warumono_girl' lj:user='warumono_girl' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://warumono-girl.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://warumono-girl.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;warumono_girl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Band(s): &lt;/b&gt; Dir en Grey x The GazettE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pairing: &lt;/b&gt; KyoxRuki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating: &lt;/b&gt; Nc-17 to be safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Warnings: &lt;/b&gt; sex scenes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary: &lt;/b&gt;” I pull at the chain attached to your collar and clash our mouths in a fierce kiss, ignoring the tiredness of my body.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Notes: &lt;/b&gt; it’s kinda of a side-story/ sequel to &lt;a href="http://warumono-girl.livejournal.com/17748.html"&gt;Shallow Sanctuary&lt;/a&gt; &amp; &lt;a href="http://warumono-girl.livejournal.com/18371.html#cutid1"&gt;Cage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Other Side of the Cracked Mirror&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I punish you for dreaming?&lt;br /&gt;Did I break your heart and leave you crying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pull at the chain attached to your collar and clash our mouths in a fierce kiss, ignoring the tiredness of my body. I kiss you hard, nipping at you bottom lip, hearing your whimpers. I try as hard as I can to make your doubtful thoughts away, try to make that uncertain gaze you’ve been giving me for quite some time now be washed away for the assurance that I’ll be here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I let go of you, and watch as you fall limp at my mattress, hiding you face with your arm, and almost sinking in the sheets. What is it? Do you expect me to vanish and leave you here, like this, and never show up again? You probably don't understand what that collar means, do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tilt you head to me with my finger, letting my grip tight at your jaw. You look at me with a blank expression, but what makes me hiss is not the lack of shine in your eyes, but the silent pearled tear that escapes them, falling lonely over your cheek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- You don’t get it, do you ?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My voice sound a lot harsher than I intended, but even then, I guess it suits you well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;i&gt;What do you expect? Do you though that I would just leave you? Alone again? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The silence that follows my words making me sure that maybe he didn’t understood it at all. I sit at his side, and harshly tilt his head upwards, obliging he to face me fully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fingers caress the soft leather of the collar he still wears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;i&gt;You don’t get that you’re mine, do you? Or you don’t get that I don’t give away what is mine?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw how his eyes widened at those words, his mouth almost forming some words, but closing before anything could escape. I keep my gaze locked at him, my fingers still at his jaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Did I ever lied to you ?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mere shook of his head was everything I got. Good enough to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;i&gt;So? Do you still think that you’re going to be alone?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He doesn’t answer me, but tries in vain to escape my hold. I keep it firm, looking deep at his soul and defying him to answer me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- I’m not going to leave you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looks up and meets my eyes at that. His apprehension was visible at his gestures, as if he were just waiting for me to take that back. I wouldn’t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- I… I’m sorry.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at him, and saw in his eyes how much he was punishing himself for being this transparent. Sometimes I wonder how he managed to make it this far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;i&gt;I can’t offer you more than that, more than this. But I can assure you that I &lt;b&gt;never&lt;/b&gt; throw away what &lt;b&gt;is mine.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smile he gave me was enough to know that for the time being, he has understood. What he doesn’t know is that indeed I don’t throw away what is mine, but it I can only own it as long it &lt;b&gt;want&lt;/b&gt; to be owned by me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people are meant to own, other to be owned. What the owned ones don’t know is that they are the ones that hold the lash.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:warumono_girl:18371</id>
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    <title>Caged</title>
    <published>2008-03-13T20:27:07Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-13T20:27:32Z</updated>
    <category term="kyoxruki"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Title: &lt;/b&gt; Caged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chapter: &lt;/b&gt; one-shot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author: &lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_warumono_girl' lj:user='warumono_girl' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://warumono-girl.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://warumono-girl.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;warumono_girl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Band(s): &lt;/b&gt; Dir en Grey x The GazettE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pairing: &lt;/b&gt; KyoxRuki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating: &lt;/b&gt; Nc-17 to be safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Warnings: &lt;/b&gt; sex scenes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary: &lt;/b&gt;” He barely suppressed his own moans, falling in a whimpering mess of need.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Notes: &lt;/b&gt; it’s kinda of a side-story/ sequel to &lt;a href="http://warumono-girl.livejournal.com/17748.html"&gt;Shallow Sanctuary&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No...&lt;br /&gt;Don't leave me here&lt;br /&gt;The dream carries (me) on&lt;br /&gt;Inside&lt;br /&gt;I know...&lt;br /&gt;Its not too late&lt;br /&gt;Lost moments blown away&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moans were muffled by the addicted taste of a mouth, hands caressing everywhere with no shame, bodies clashing at each other in frenzied pace, and still, when the image told two, one body feels lonely, despite the intimacy of the act.  No matter how many times, no matter how much he tries. Some things aren’t supposed to be owned. And he knew for sure that Kyo were one of these things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He barely suppressed his own moans, falling in a whimpering mess of need. The lust mixed with the craving for what he knew would never be his making his mind almost blank. The jolt of pleasure that laced through his body at every trust of the older one making him shut away any thoughts, his body craving for nothing more than to forget anything besides the heat between them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hand entwines itself in his hair, bending his head back and making his eyes shut in pleasure at the slight pain caused at his scalp. Lips and teethes nibble at his neck, and harsh nails mark they way at his side. Marks that won’t go away, even if the skin go back to it’s original pale tune, shutting away the angry red lines of that sinning pleasure. Marks that will never leave his mind, begging him for more and bringing him here again, fooled once more with the thoughts that one day the other will be his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A shudder passes his body, the tensing knot of his muscles warning him how close he is, and even then he tries to hold on. It’s too soon. He doesn’t want it to end. The truth of the reality will slap him in the face once the heat and need got washed away form their bodies, leaving only the cold loneliness to show him that he’s alone again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dark collar  shone on the dim light on the moment he tilt his head back, letting a silent cry pass through his lips, announcing that the moment was lost, and that everything will crush again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He could still feel the other man pounding in him, grunting one last time before the warm feeling of the other’s seed in his body, the metal chain of the collar being pulled and his body clashing limp with the blond. A Bruising kiss is shoved at him, making him whimper and his nails cut at the blonde’s back skin, all of his fears being erased with this simple raw gesturing, that no matter how carnal it seemed, a whole lot more could be felt on that sinful acrid lips. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He barely remembered the words that Kyo told him on the day he found his owner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-	You’re not alone anymore. You’re mine now.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every single time that words would echo in his mind, reminding him that even if Kyo would never be his, at least he knew that as long as we was Kyo’s, then he’ll never be alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things are meant to be owned. And he was one of these things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;randomness of my mind XD~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it’s kinda of a side-story/ sequel to Shallow Sanctuary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>un_love_you challenge table ^.^</title>
    <published>2008-03-11T17:17:33Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-12T04:57:35Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Yeah, i'm trying another challenge. another kyoxruki because the table asked for it XD~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="2" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="2"&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;01.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;You were right about me.&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;02.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;I was wrong about you.&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;03.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;This cancels out the hurt.&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;04.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;I need to want you.&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;05.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;You can be like me.&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;06.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;I want to need you.&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;07.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Prove it.&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;08.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;I'm cruel.&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;09.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Always wondered what this'd be like.&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
&lt;td&gt;10.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;I'm broken.&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;11.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Thought I needed this.&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;12.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;I'm drunk.&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
&lt;td&gt;13.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;I want to hurt you.&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;14.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;I'm awake and you're breathing.&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;15.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;This is my desperation in action.&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;16.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;I want to break you.&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;17.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Wish I didn't love you.&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;18.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;I pity you.&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
&lt;td&gt;19.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;This isn't about you at all.&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;20.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;I hate you, you bitch.&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;21.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;You'll do.&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;22.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;I hate myself.&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;23.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;You remind me of me.&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;24.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;I want you to hate me.&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;25.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;You remind me of someone.&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;26.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;I can be like you.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;27.&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;Author's Choice.&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
&lt;td&gt;28.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Author's Choice.&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;29.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Author's Choice.&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;30.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Author's Choice.&lt;/td&gt;
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  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:warumono_girl:17748</id>
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    <title>Shallow Sanctuary - KyoxRuki</title>
    <published>2008-03-11T05:04:06Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-12T01:12:50Z</updated>
    <category term="kyoxruki"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Title: &lt;/b&gt; Shallow Sanctuary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chapter: &lt;/b&gt; one-shot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author: &lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_warumono_girl' lj:user='warumono_girl' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://warumono-girl.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://warumono-girl.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;warumono_girl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Band(s): &lt;/b&gt; Dir en Grey x The GazettE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pairing: &lt;/b&gt; KyoxRuki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating: &lt;/b&gt;Nc-17 in all of them to be safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Warnings: &lt;/b&gt; mansex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary: &lt;/b&gt;” No more words were exchanged, only meaningful looks. The blond eyed the auburn man with declared feelings - raw and true.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Notes: &lt;/b&gt; randomness of my sick mind XD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shallow Sanctuary&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;small&gt;No one seems to care, were I go.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked up, the dim light of the room allowing him to see no more than a shadow of a well built short male body. The air in the bedroom was heavy and thick, almost defying someone to break the tense atmosphere. The light blond locks of the other man seeming almost ethereal, giving him an even more alluring tune. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- So pretty.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more words were exchanged, only meaningful looks. The blond eyed the auburn man with declared feelings - raw and true. The auburn stood still, kneeled in front of the other, waiting silently and pleadingly, answering all the feeling in the other gaze with matching ones. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kiss shared was more than a kiss, was the sincerity that was never to be spoken or shown, was the pure enlace of both souls at each other and at the same time a demonstration of the fragile lace that hold them together, a silently plead to their fears to be taken away, to be left with only the certainty of the other form against his own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blonds hand hold the other face up, breaking the lips apart and letting their breath ghost each other, never really letting go. The other hand brought up the only proof of their shared taints. The black leather collar is tenderly put on the tiny pale neck, contrasting vividly and giving the tiny body even more appeal, the silver glint of the attached metal shining on the dim light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruki could feel Kyo’s fingers lingering at his moist lips, tempting them and promising what no words could ever mutter. He didn’t suppressed the hiss that left his mouth when the other pushed the chain, making him trust forward and almost lose his balance, just to met the other’s firm body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;-You’re not alone anymore. You’re mine now. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry it's so short XD&lt;br /&gt;yeah, yeah, i know i should be writting my rukixreita fic or my agitated screams of lust series XD~~~~&lt;br /&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:warumono_girl:17458</id>
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    <title>About Confessions and Broken Hearts - chapter 2</title>
    <published>2008-03-06T03:15:12Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-12T04:57:14Z</updated>
    <category term="confessions and broken hearts"/>
    <category term="rukixreita"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Title&lt;/b&gt;: About Confessions and Broken Hearts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;chapter:&lt;/b&gt; 2/?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_warumono_girl' lj:user='warumono_girl' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://warumono-girl.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://warumono-girl.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;warumono_girl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Band/Pairing&lt;/b&gt;: Rukixreita (Gazette)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Genre:&lt;/b&gt; Romance, humor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disclaimer&lt;/b&gt;: Don’t own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating&lt;/b&gt;: PG – for now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Warnings:&lt;/b&gt; none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;i&gt;can you be dumb enough to not grasp your own wants ? Ruki will find out that yes, he is.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This story is a continuation of my one Shot named Haze. You can find it &lt;a href="http://warumono-girl.livejournal.com/11949.html#cutid1"&gt; Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;About Confessions and Broken Hearts&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;RukixReita&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;Ruki's Pov&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could be pierced by thousand needles, and still, it would be better than this. I can’t understand how I got here, laying down on the break room couch spelling my heart contents to Uruha. I probably got crazy, or he drugged me. Those are the only sane options I can manage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; - So… basically you got sulking and sighing because you got kissed by the man you love ? Why I can’t understand the logic in it?! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so want to kill him. It’s a shame that GazettE needs a guitarist - and a damn good looking and talented one. I just glare at him, trying to make him shut his mouth already, because hell if I’m going to tell him about my... huh... distressed reaction. It would be like give him the opportunity to fucking tease me until the end of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; - Taka? Care to tell me the reason? Because I surely think that you ‘forget’ to mention something in this… little story of yours. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; - Only over my dead body. I guess you already got what you wanted Kou. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I let my hands travel over my hair, almost sure that at least this one I won. I’m deadly mistaken, though. The next moment I look at him I knew I´d lost. There it is, the famous ‘Uruha Pout’ that no one (and when I mean no one I mean NO ONE) can refuse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sink even more in the couch and start the story all over again. Now, without letting the stupid ‘Oh my god what do I do when the man I’m secretly in love kiss me ?!’ or the even stupider ‘Fuck, I’m too shocked to even mutter a sound or reciprocate the kiss - I’m going to die’ part, and I just know I’ve signed my death sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;Uruha's Pov&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. So what if now I feel a little bad for having pushed Ruki to talk? I should have been prepared for it. I still can’t figure out what is the problem with the midget. Reita should have felt like shit after what Ruki told me. At least I know I would. How the hell you say that you’re secretly in love with someone but when that same person kisses you, you just stay still, looking dumb?! I don’t even want to know in what world Ruki’s mind exists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; - Man, you’re so fucked up. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit that it wasn’t the smartest thing I could utter. I deserve the angry look that he gives me, but what more can I say? I mean, he brought it over himself. I want to know why he didn’t talked to Reita about it afterwards, but I guess I’m a little afraid of the answer. I mean, this guy is surely insane, and I like to at least think that all my friends CAN live outside of the lunatics´ hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; - So, that’s it? Satisfied already? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I can see the sarcasm dripping from his words, but it doesn’t stop me. Hell, I should die for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; - Actually, no. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is more satisfactory than the look in his eyes. He probably thinks that I’M the crazy one. Ha! Try me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; - So, I got the why are you sulking part and all, but what I don’t get… is why the hell you haven’t talked with him about it?! It’s already a whole week and all I see you doing is the ‘I’m clearly avoiding you but I don’t want you to notice’ act. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There it is, the murderer look in his eyes. If I didn’t know how badly he would take it I surely would comment how adorable he is when pissed, but I guess I want to live over this, so I keep my mouth shut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; - I… I don’t know. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit. - I fall off the couch. -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; - You WHAT? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way he seems to be trying so hard to hide his face from me probably is the biggest prove of his embarrassment that I’ll ever see. Okay. So now its official, the stupidest member of GazettE goes by the nickname of Ruki, A.K.A Takanori Matsumoto. No more to say over this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; - Can we… like, go back now? You already got what you wanted. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My head spin almost at the same time as Ruki’s in the direction of the sudden open door, almost jumping in the air at the loud cheerful voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; - Guys? Good! I’ve found you. We have work to do, you know?! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUSTED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s it. I guess Kai got us. It would be too much to ask for the gossip session between he and Reita take the entire practice time so I could knock some sense in our vocalist fucked up mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; - I guess we can go now.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say quickly, letting a wink behind at Ruki’s direction, never failing to see how Kai’s face gloomed almost instantaneously.  Hell, this is getting even better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*------------------------*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nya~~~~&lt;br /&gt;chapter two posted XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the other chapters will take a bit longer since i Still have to write then XD~~~~&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks people for commenting on the first chapter;) I know I suck at this kind of stories &lt;small&gt;( Okay, i guess The only think I can do without fear is pointless smut fics XD~~)&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt; ah, i guess i'll change the bright red for something more, huh.. readable XD~~~ but not now because i'm a lazy bastard ;P&lt;/small&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:warumono_girl:17010</id>
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    <title>About Confessions and Broken Hearts</title>
    <published>2008-03-04T21:03:38Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-06T06:24:56Z</updated>
    <category term="confessions and broken hearts"/>
    <category term="rukixreita"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Title&lt;/b&gt;: About Confessions and Broken Hearts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;chapter:&lt;/b&gt; 1/?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_warumono_girl' lj:user='warumono_girl' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://warumono-girl.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://warumono-girl.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;warumono_girl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Band/Pairing&lt;/b&gt;: Rukixreita (Gazette)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Genre:&lt;/b&gt; Romance, humor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disclaimer&lt;/b&gt;: Don’t own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating&lt;/b&gt;: PG – for now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;i&gt;after Reita's Confession and Ruki's shocked reaction, will Ruki be able to fix his mistake?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This story is a continuation of my oneshot named Haze. You can find it &lt;a href="http://warumono-girl.livejournal.com/11949.html#cutid1"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;About Confessions and Broken Hearts&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;RukixReita&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;Ruki's Pov&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Sometimes you can really swear that life likes to laugh at your face, to bluntly show you how tiny you are compared to her. Shit. Everyone hates these times.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sit here, looking as you freely smile to him, laughing at every single meaningless thing he says to you. I guess being in love has this kind of effect on people. The sigh that escapes my lips goes almost unnoticed if it wasn’t by Uruha sitting next to me. I could feel his piercing gaze lock at my head, and purposely I choose to ignore him for some minutes. I know that it would do nothing to cure his curiosity, but at least it spare me some time away from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; - spill it. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw it coming, but even then I didn’t have any urge to tell him, so I just shrugged that off with a shake of my head, sparing him another look before going out of the room, blinding aiming for any distraction on the way. I got graced by the usual coffee machine, and at this moment I couldn’t be grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take my time getting my coffee, my mind pointlessly wandering over the tiny changes on him lately. How he seems to smile even more, the usual bad temper replaced by a soft playfulness. Every time I notice these faint changes I feel an unnamed surge of rage and jealous rise in me. Fuck. Why the hell I let it happen? Huh? I knew I couldn’t have let him left. I should have said the truth, responded the kiss, anything but this. My stupid mouth seemed to disagree with me at that time, and now I’m here, stuck at seeing his smiles directed at someone else. &lt;i&gt; Good Job Taka. &lt;/i&gt;  I doubt that people call &lt;i&gt; ‘ignore your best friend for a whole week &lt;/i&gt; ‘of fixing things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;Uruha's Pov&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell? The vocalist was dreaming if he thinks that it would be this easy to simple ignore him. He looked at the room, confirming that no ones seem to notice him or the short one departure. Kai and Reita still engaged on that gossip party that the both have been playing the entire week - they almost looked like high school girls. Aoi was still engaged in the process of getting his mind miles away while playing random tunes on his guitar. Surely no one would miss him or the vocalist by the time being. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shutting the door quietly behind him he thought were the other one could be. He knew for sure that curiosity killed the cat, but still he couldn’t do anything could he? He was a curious person by nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making his way onto the corridor, he easily spotted the vocalist at his ‘lovely’ coffee machine. The other man seemed like piercing the poor thing with his eyes. He almost feels sorry for the machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; - so… you still own me some answers. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel proud of myself. The moment I look at Ruki – his eyes bigger than apples, and a shocked look on his face – I knew that I would probably succeed, since very few peoples can hide ANYTHING from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Bang – talent number one : &lt;/i&gt;  if the gossip would have a king, Uruha-sama would certainly get the throne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; - so ? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've changed my Layout ! AGAIN XD~~~~ I wanted a DeG layout so bad~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already have the next chapter done. Should I keep this story going ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this is my second multi-chaptered fic and I really suck at it XD~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt; please people, is my layout burning your eyes ? I mean, a lot of people hate bright colors and all….. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah! And sorry for the short chapter XD~~~~&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>Rapturous</title>
    <published>2008-02-25T06:57:01Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-17T05:09:15Z</updated>
    <category term="gazette"/>
    <category term="kaixrukixkai"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Title&lt;/b&gt;: Rapturous &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_warumono_girl' lj:user='warumono_girl' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://warumono-girl.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://warumono-girl.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;warumono_girl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Band/Pairing&lt;/b&gt;: RukixKai (Gazette)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Genre:&lt;/b&gt; Smut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating&lt;/b&gt;: nc-17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Warnings&lt;/b&gt;: mansex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Word Count &lt;/b&gt;: 859&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary&lt;/b&gt;: ‘The only response the drummer could mutter was a weak whimper and a strong shudder, his whole body shivering. His eyes hold a silent please.’&lt;br /&gt;This is a sequel to &lt;a href="http://warumono-girl.livejournal.com/16429.html"&gt;Shallow Bonds&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;for &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_drako_malfoy' lj:user='drako_malfoy' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://drako-malfoy.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://drako-malfoy.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;drako_malfoy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that demanded it XD~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crying sound of Ruki’s name leaving the drummers lips were the only melody played on the dark room. The faint light barely illuminating both bodies, theirs pale image reflected at the full length mirror on the opposite wall providing them with they own painting of lust and arousal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The drummer stood there, kneeling; hands tied at his backs, whimpering and moaning wantonly, almost begging for something, anything. The younger one, with eyes full of so much lust and the unmistakable tint of something else did nothing to break the sinful image, as he animalistic pounded the plastic vibrator on the bounded man, desiring nothing more than to hear more of that delicious voice. His free hand lazily pleasuring himself, letting quiet moans pass over his kiss bruised lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The needing feeling growing heavier and heavier at the moment, both mans losing themselves in each other, all the urges making both insane by the minute. With a hard shove of Ruki’s hand, Kai arched his backs, a loud cry leaving his lips and his raged breath getting even more unstable. The ring securely placed at his own arousal preventing his go achieve his so needed orgasm, making his body hotter, the knot in his stomach tightening and his body being more sensitive with every single touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Do you like that? Huh Kai?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only response the drummer could muster was a weak whimper and a strong shudder, his whole body shivering. His eyes hold a silent please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Do you want it off ? Do you want my cock? huh?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The deep sensual voice of the vocalist doing nothing to soothe the poor drummer that only made to groan and arch his backs the moment the plastic length was forced hard at his nerves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The harsh sound of the lash resonate for the second time that night, the stroke breaking his back skin, letting a the red angry line over the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;-I asked you something Kai, you know very well that I wished for an answer.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Ah... Please, Ruki. Please I need you. Please fuck me, release me, something, anything…&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The drummer’s voice sounded weak and desperate, the need dripping in every syllable, making the vocalist body tint with even more arousal, a ferocious need to claim the other his. He harshly takes the toy away from the drummer’s entrance, being rewarded with a frail whimper from the taller man. He looks the knelled man in front of him for a moment, the red tint of arousal covering the pale body, his backs holding the lash marks in an erotic pattern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Fuck. Do you know how fuckable you are right now Kai? Do you? You have no idea, have you ?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sentence was harshly finished with a quick thrust of Ruki’s arousal at Kai, The words mixing themselves with the pleasure sounds getting out of the smaller man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tongue made its way to Kai’s ear, the heavy breathing trickling his sensitive lobe, making him wantonly moaning while jerking back at Ruki’s body. The brunette man’s mind clouded by the merciless need in him, making him almost demand a fulfilling pace, moving his body to clash with the vocalist mid way. He felt a hand taking away the tight ring and he almost choke on the next instant. The vocalist have bend his backs, making him face the floor, his lower body securely hold up by Ruki’s hands, the position making Ruki drive deeper,  aiming his spot merciless with every thrust. He knew that he wouldn’t last; his over sensitized body was too damn near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The piercing moan that filled the room was more than indication to Ruki of how strong Kai’s orgasm have hit him, the brunettes body tensing for some minutes, covering his stomach and the floor in white. His breath almost strangled, small sobs being heard among the hard try to breath, while his body continued to be assaulted by the vocalist cock, fucking him still, trying in a frantic pace to reach his own orgasm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruki removed himself from the drummer’s spent body, watching as he tried hard to keep breathing. He stroked himself hard and fast with one hand, while the other forcefully pulled the drummers face up by his hair, making Kai face him. He locked his gaze with Kai’s, all the while stroking himself faster and needier, tiny whimpers leaving his mouth , while the taller man looked at him, facing him fully, holding that same wantonly gaze, the dark tint of arousal still there. That was enough to send Ruki over the edge. His orgasm being ripped from him hard, coating Kai’s face with his semen and almost at the same time crashing their lips together, tasting himself on Kai’s face and mouth, cleaning the other from his own seed, licking him fully and kissing him hard afterwards. He planted soft kisses over the other’s face, slowly making his way to the other’s ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Be mine. Be mine Kai.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He didn’t know what made him utter those words, but the soft look on Kai eyes said to him that maybe, just maybe, He didn’t need to fear that words outcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;I've never written a sequel this fast XD~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;:p</content>
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    <title>Bonds - RukixKai</title>
    <published>2008-02-25T04:22:44Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-12T04:47:56Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Title&lt;/b&gt;: Bonds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_warumono_girl' lj:user='warumono_girl' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://warumono-girl.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://warumono-girl.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;warumono_girl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Band/Pairing&lt;/b&gt;: RukixKai (Gazette)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Genre:&lt;/b&gt; Smutish. A little bit of angst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating&lt;/b&gt;: R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Warnings&lt;/b&gt;: none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Word Count &lt;/b&gt;: 403&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary&lt;/b&gt;: ‘He let his hands sneak in the raven haired drummer, tilting his head back and fiercely kissing him.’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- On your knees.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The deep voice resonates over the pitch black room like an amplified order. No one dared to defy that, and Kai know that’s not an option.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly kneeling, he could hear the aggravated sound of the younger breath, the weight of every flow of air that passed that lips. The tension filling both forms quickly, making the lust raise and the doubts left outside the door. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- I said kneel.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end of the words is cut short by a lashing move and the piercing cry that leaved Kai’s lips. The burning sensation on his backs making him shudder and close his hands in fists. Is that sweet sensation that cut thought his whole body every time, that’s what make him stay here, kneeling in front of the tempting eyes of his vocalist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai could swear that one day he would drown in that eyes, the fierce passion that they can shove at you, making the biggest being feel so tiny and overwhelmed. Nothing could own him like that. He knows that Ruki had him, he wanted it or not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruki eyes Kai with pleasure, the sight of the brunette kneeling in front of him, his hands tied at his backs making him plainly at his mercy certainly made him twitch inside his pants. He let his hands sneak in the raven haired drummer, tilting his head back and fiercely kissing him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He almost didn’t want it to change, didn’t want it to end, but he couldn’t go on like this, lying to himself, claiming the other in meaningless one night pleasures like these while his heart ached to have the other by his side at the next morning. He had promised himself that he would do this today. He almost did. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Letting go of the drummer’s hair, he licked at his ear, letting his breath caress the lobe for some moments and hearing pleasantly the quiet moan that passed over Kai lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- I know you want me to fuck you. Don’t worry, I’ll do it. Hard. And you’re going to moan my name so loud that you’ll forget how to breath.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those surely weren’t the words that he has been trying so hard to say, they surely wouldn’t make him wake up next to Kai next morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, people are just too scared of losing what they have to pursue what they want. And Ruki discovered that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Hum… I don’t really know why I wrote that. Maybe I’ll do a sequel  ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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