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Three fics. Apparently I've been lax in posting. [Jun. 9th, 2007|03:57 pm]


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Title: Calendar Shoot
Rating: PG/R (sexual references)
Pairing: Shota/Subaru
Notes: Drabble. You know how Subs is so hot in eyeliner in the calendar, and Shota has that crazy rainbow outfit? Well, yeah.

“That’ll do.” The photographer told Subaru, setting his camera aside. “Thank you.”

“Thanks.” Subaru mumbled, distracted by the animatedly waving rainbow on the other side of the room.

“Shibuyan, you look hot.” Shota bounded over and hugged Subaru, who lead him back to the gakuya while Shota gushed about how attractive he found the singer’s outfit.

“I don’t know if I want you in or out of it more.” He confessed sadly.

“Well, I know you need to be out of that.” Subaru countered bluntly.

It took to several outfit changes, some nudity, and a blow job to appease Shota.

Title: After the Storm
Rating: PG/R - sexual allusions
Pairing: Shota/Subaru
Notes: This is a sequel to 'Storm'.

Yasuda Shota woke up in a very good mood. The sun was shining, flooding the room with a warm golden light, birds were singing sweetly outside the window, and Subaru Shibutani, his dearly beloved boyfriend, was curled up around him, still fast asleep. Smiling, Shota gently brushed dark tresses from the singer's face so he could kiss a rosy cheek before climbing out of bed. Ideally he would have liked to have stayed in bed all day, but after the previous day's adventures they were both still in desperate need of a bath.

Subaru woke up confused. He couldn't tell if he was hot or cold, because he seemed to be both at the same time. A low, piteous moan escaped his throat and he scrabbled at Shota's side of the bed, desperate for some sort of explanation. Or, at the very least, a hug. But Shota wasn't there, which would have explained the cold if Subaru's mind had been working properly. Unfortunately, that didn't seem to be the case. Subaru whined again, louder this time in the hope his missing boyfriend would come running to his aid. Unfortunately Subaru was so far out of it that he didn't even realise when Shota did.

"Shibuyan?" Shota asked, voice full of concern.

Subaru continued to wail plaintively.

"Shibuyan, what's wrong?"

The guitarist pressed a small hand to his boyfriend's forehead and immediately found out why Subaru had felt warm. He was running a high fever. Shota tried calling out his lover's name in all its various conjugations for another minute, before giving up and scooping him up to carry him to the nice warm bath he'd just prepared. An executive decision was made and Subaru was dumped straight in the bath without being washed first. Subaru reacted violently at first, thrashing as the hot water hit his hot skin, but gradually he adjusted and his fever lessened.

"Shota?" He whispered hoarsely, swivelling to look at the younger male with eyes barely in focus.

"Right here, Shibuyan." Yasu assured him, stroking his hair, which he'd actually remembered to tie up before it got too wet.

"Shota, will you get in the bath with me please?"

It didn't take long for Shota to be climbing in the tub behind Subaru, pulling the singer's small frame against his chest. Subaru made a small sound of contentment and allowed himself to relax completely in the younger male's embrace. Seemingly tired from speaking a whole sentence, it took a few minutes for Subaru to be able to talk again. When he did, his voice was still barely above a whisper.

"I don't feel well." He told Yasuda.

"You don't look well." Yasuda replied as gently as he could.




"Anywhere in particular? Your neck? Back? Shoulders? Legs? Head? Arms?"

Subaru gave a stilted nod.

Shota sighed quietly to himself and began rubbing Subaru's neck and shoulders. Subaru gave a sick little purr and leaned forward so Shota could rub lower. Shota, of course, willingly obliged. Finally Subaru deemed he'd had enough of that and leaned back into Shota again, wrapping the younger male's arms around him and whimpering softly at intervals. After a while, Yasu began to grow conscious of the water cooling down. Whispering a promise to return, he climbed out of the bath, dried himself and went to change the bedsheets. Still quite sick, Subaru seemed to forget why his boyfriend had gone away after a minute, and began to mew like a lost kitten until Shota was forced to run back into the bathroom to appease him.

"Sho...I'm sick."

"I know, Shibuyan, that's why I'm looking after you."

"Sho...get in the bath."

"Shibuyan, I was in the bath with you earlier." Shota's tone was that of a patient kindergarten teacher.

"Then get back in."

"Shibuyan, the bath is getting cold."


The guitarist sighed and pressed a hand to his lover's forehead, feeling his temperature and finding it was going up again.

"Sho...I'm sick."

"I know." Yasuda kissed the singer's forehead. "Just wait here a bit longer, okay?"

Subaru pouted and sulked lower into the water.


Shota smiled and kissed Subaru again, running his fingers through the long black locks.

"I'll be back soon, okay?"



Shota gave the older male another kiss before rushing off to make the bed as quickly as he could.

It took only two minutes for Subaru to forget where Shota was and start wailing piteously. Shota ignored him for a third, very breif minute so he could finish making the bed before rushing in to save the singer. Subaru didn't seem to recognise his lover, however he latched onto the heat the younger male provided while said younger male struggled with a towel. And because Yasuda was the boy-who-could-do-anything, he successfully got Subaru into bed, and some paracetamol into Subaru. Shota set a water bottle into Subaru's hands, and tilted it up so he was forced to drink. Yasu repeated the action until he seemed to pick up and continued to drink the water by himself. With a light affection peck to the older male's forehead, Shota retreated to the kitchen to cook up some clear chicken soup.

When he returned to the bedroom to check on his lover a few minutes later, he found his ward still tipping the water bottle to his lips, only now it was empty. Chuckling softly to himself, Shota removed it and gently pushed Subaru's hands down to avoid confusion over the sudden lack of drink bottle.

"You back yet?" He asked softly, brushing the vocalist's hair from his face to feel his temperature again.

Subaru gave a noncommittal grunt.

"Alright, well why don't you have a nap while I finish cooking your soup?"

Another grunt. And then, like an easily fooled child, Subaru was asleep the moment Shota's hand brushed his eyelids shut. Yasu grinned at his small victory and sauntered out to the kitchen, humming some nameless tune which gradually morphed into the tune of purin, and finally ended with Shota belting out the lyrics as the soup simmered, dancing around the kitchen unsure of whether or not he was glad Subaru wasn't there to laugh at his antics.

Yasuda resumed humming when the soup was ready, carrying an oversized bowl less than half-filled with soup into the bedroom for his invalid. He set the bowl down on the bedside table and gently nudged the sleeper.

"Shibuyan, wake up."

Dark hair moved against the sheets as its owner gradually stirred and sat up.


"I made you some soup. It's Maru's mum's recipe. She used to make it for me when I was sick and visiting Maru-chan's house."

Subaru sniffed the prooffered liquid suspiciously.

"I thought you hated cooking."


"Shibuyan is very special, and I love him more than I hate cooking. I don't even hate cooking. I'm just better at other things."

"That's true. I can think of several things you're far better at."


"What?! I didn't even say like giving me head."


"You know it's true."

"That's not the point."

"Do you want to prove it?"

"Not now. Now you should eat your soup."

"Does is taste better than you?"


Shota put his hands on his hips and pouted resolutely.

"Sho-chan..." Subaru whined, widening his eyes at the younger male, and then sneezing in a way said younger male found inexplicably cute. "Sho-chan..."

"Do you need me to feed you?"


Sad face.

"I just need you to get back into bed with me."

Shota gladly obliged with this request, snuggling back into bed with the considerably improved singer. Subaru took the bowl into his lap and made a great show of his fear for his own
life as he took his first spoonful. Yasuda pouted.


"What? Is it okay? What's wrong with it?"

"It tastes good."

Shota squealed and slapped Subaru's shoulder.

"That was mean!"

"I complimented you."

"It was still mean!"

Shota let Subaru eat in peace, clinging in desperation to every expression the older male made for some sort of feedback on his cooking.After Subaru had cleaned the bowl, he set it aside and turned to look at his expectant boyfriend. Shota whimpered. Subaru leaned forward and placed a very light peck on Shota's pouty pink lips. The guitarist sighed audibly in relief.

"Thank you, Sho-chan."

"Are you feeling better? You don't seem to be feverish any more." Shota pressed a hand to Subaru's forehead to check.

"I'm feeling a lot better, thank you Sho-chan." He sneezed, black tresses flying over his face. "But I still think I need to stay in bed all day."

He accompanied this opinion with another pair of puppy-dog eyes at his nurse for the day. Shota beamed.

"Of course you do. Is there anything you need? Anything I can do for you?"

Subaru glanced down the length of his body, gaze lingering on one particular area. He then turned and smiled at the young brunette. Shota squealed again and ran from the room in protest. He returned a moment later to take the bowl out and wash it. And then again another moment later because he didn't really like being apart from his boyfriend. He climbed back into bed and put his best pout on for his lover.

"You have a really pretty mouth." Subaru told him, brushing his thumb over lips that he knew would taste like strawberries and mochi if he were to kiss them. "It'd look really pretty with my dick in it."

"Shibuya..." Shota was silenced when Subaru poked two fingers into his mouth. Yasuda let his mouth be invaded for a few more seconds before pulling back and looking Subaru earnestly in the eye.

"Didn't we have enough sex last night? Can't you just be content with cuddles for the day?"

Subaru's response was to wrap his arms around Shota's waist and nuzzle the attached torso.

"I like cuddles."

No words were exchanged for several minutes, because there didn't need to be words. It was only when Subaru sneezed and turned to Yasu to demand a tissue that he realised the younger male had dozed off. He considered waking the brunette up, then decided against it and snuggled deep down into the guitarist's lovely toned arms. Shota mumbled something that was most likely not an actual attempt at language and cuddled Subaru closer.

When they woke up again, another six hours later, Subaru told Shota he felt all better. In one of his rare displays of having-spent-too-much-time-around-Subaru, Shota asked him to prove it. Another hour after that, they were passed out exhausted, smiles on their faces, unmentionable fluids that would need another shower to remove in strange places, and limbs tangled.

Title: Subaru Sneezed
Rating: G
Pairing: Nope, group love.
Notes: A drabble I cooked up to distract me from my Japanese research project report.

Subaru sneezed. Ryo handed him a tissue.

Subaru sneezed again. Maru's coat was wrapped around his shoulders with a gentle squeeze.

Subaru sneezed a third time. And tripped over a lighting stand. Yoko caught him and steered him onto a couch.

Subaru yawned. Yasu's lap was offered as a pillow.

Subaru mumbled something that sounded incoherent even to him. Ohkura's voice said words like 'car' and 'drive' and 'sick' and 'home'.

And as Subaru found himself lifted in the air and taken off somewhere, he couldn't be sure if it was Hina's arms or the group's love that carried him.


[User Picture]From: winged_kame
2007-06-09 07:48 am (UTC)
Ah, more wonderful fics from you! Especially loved the 2nd one! Love how you write that pair and enjoying hearing about the day after. And the last one was really really sweet too.
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[User Picture]From: makaeru
2007-06-19 02:27 pm (UTC)
Thank you. And thank you for always commenting. I really appreciate it.

That second one took so long to write...it kept dragging itself out.
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[User Picture]From: winged_kame
2007-06-19 07:12 pm (UTC)
You're welcome! I love your fics ^_^ You're like one of my top three favorite fic writers. And since I write myself, I know how important getting comments can be. <3
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[User Picture]From: makaeru
2007-06-19 02:24 pm (UTC)
And your icon is the exact outfit to which I refer.

Glad you enjoyed it.
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[User Picture]From: roadwaffle
2007-06-09 09:08 am (UTC)
The last one was especially sweet :)
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[User Picture]From: makaeru
2007-06-19 02:30 pm (UTC)
Thank you.
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[User Picture]From: zaq_in_chill
2007-06-09 04:23 pm (UTC)
Nice nice!!! love the last one.... made me smile....
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[User Picture]From: makaeru
2007-06-19 02:31 pm (UTC)
And it gave me a timely distraction from a nightmare of a project.

Thanks for reading.
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[User Picture]From: whited_79
2007-06-11 04:54 am (UTC)
I thought you've forgotten your choc fics! :)

love all three, particularly the 2nd one! and the 3rd one is pure eito rabu! :)
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[User Picture]From: makaeru
2007-06-19 02:33 pm (UTC)
No! With the amount of stalking I get, it's impossible to forget them. I just have this bad habit of starting new fics before I finish others (go my attention span!) and don't finish them for a while.
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[User Picture]From: bakabanri
2007-06-11 08:14 pm (UTC)
i love these &hearts
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[User Picture]From: makaeru
2007-06-19 02:34 pm (UTC)
Thank you for reading and commenting.
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[User Picture]From: katherinekate
2007-06-15 10:13 am (UTC)
Late again that's me.
Thank you for updating.
I loooooved the second one. What love. Sigh.
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[User Picture]From: makaeru
2007-06-19 02:35 pm (UTC)
Those two have a habit of writing their own fluff.
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[User Picture]From: parasoru
2007-06-16 10:17 pm (UTC)
"he couldn't be sure if it was Hina's arms or the group's love that carried him." <33333333
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[User Picture]From: makaeru
2007-06-19 02:35 pm (UTC)
Wow! Eight whole threes.

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