« this night is sparkling »

moving on;

2014-12-09T07:13:59Z

Hi everyone! I'm just giving you guys a heads up that today, I've begun the process of deleting old posts on this journal. Due to personal reasons and some life changes, I'm attempting to maintain better control of my internet privacy and drop some pretty serious baggage in the process.

I was never a very prolific writer, but I do know that a few people are following me here in order to access my fanfic. I've deleted most of it (and honestly, the rest may follow soon), but if you'd like to keep a copy for yourself please let me know and I'll be happy to send you the file for your own personal use. (This goes for other stuff as well, like any "letters" or personal things you remember me writing for you.) bearbees is also gone, but has long been mirrored on my DW writing comm, aestivates.

That's all for now. I might not be around here much anymore, but I do hope you're doing well, LJ flist. <3 Please contact me if you'd at all like to catch up. I was very sorry to lose touch with so many people during the move and I would love to reconnect with you guys elsewhere.

sira @ 2011-12-29T20:48:00

2011-12-30T02:48:50Z

Hey guys! Just giving you the heads-up that I'm defriending LJ friends who crosspost from DW. No hard feelings obviously (we're still friends on DW!) it's just that I'm still reading my LJ flist daily so it's getting a little deja vu up in here, ahah.

As for my personal stance on the LJ/DW issues right now, I'm sort of on... hiatus from posting here, but I'm not going to make any Final Decisions for a few months yet, while I try to get used to all of the changes that are going to be rolling out soon. I'm still keeping up with communities and commenting here and there, so I haven't totally abandoned LJ yet--but I'm no longer going to keep paying for my account because even if the design changes were tolerable, the staff attitude sure isn't and hasn't been for a long while. :T I'm all set to start a paid DW account, on the other hand--they've proven to be nothing but friendly, accommodating, and fantastic listeners. They're the kind of people who deserve to be supported. If anyone still needs to be convinced of this, or just to understand what the big deal about DW is, this is an excellent comprehensive write-up on basically everything.

SO YES tl;dr: no more posts here for the foreseeable future, still reading LJ flist so don't worry about that, defriending crossposters for the sake of tidiness, add napple if you'd like! ♥ I'm posting on DW and don't plan on crossposting, as I'd like to keep everything separate. I'm sorry if this means you won't be able to read my stuff anymore! You're also welcome to keep up with me on plurk, of course. :)

pokémon gameverse thoughts!

2010-05-05T09:53:15Z

omggggggg guys ;_____;

Thanks to a recent post in pokemon, I've discovered this artist and their ADORABLE AWESOME arts of the Pokémon gameverse kids and dflkgjsgfdfgkl. I CAN'T PROPERLY EXPLAIN HOW HAPPY IT MAKES ME.

exhibit a: red/gold/brendan/lucas!
exhibit b: leaf/kris/may/dawn!
exhibit c: green/silver/wally/barry!
exhibit d: the professors!

Look at them, being all bffy and Brendan is PLOTTING SOMETHING and Dawn is pissing off Kris and everyone is chillin' in Wally's room while he's bedridden and the Profs are just there being generally badass. ;__; I want a Pokémon gameverse RP so badly right now. It could be so sparkly and have them living together in houses and being spazzy and dorky or sexy and tsuntsun but otherwise living fabulously normal teenage lives (with Pokémon!). The GLs and E4 and champs could come too! And the other NPCs!

But idk. ;; It seems like a lot of people prefer PokéSpecial for their gameverse-expansion needs, but for something different, I'd love something that everyone kind of collaboratively headcanon'd on in a way that worked more closely with the games.

Like, say... if Red was Champion first, Leaf kind of just chilled and then took on the E4 at her own pace, won, but had zero interest in sitting around, so she travels a lot, and that's why she doesn't show up in HGSS. Kris might have taken a similar approach, except I see her as someone really ambitious and independent, so maybe she travels a lot because she is REALLY DETERMINED to 'dex every Pokémon in existence. (She went FUCK YOU to the game creators who wanted to make her wear pink in HGSS so she grabbed her bag and stormed off to like, China, where she and Leaf met up and travelled together for a bit before going their separate ways again. Lyra was subsequently hired!)

Okay, meanwhile, Hoenn kids' journey takes place the same time as Kanto kids! So uh... let's see, if May is Norman's daughter to parallel the anime, that makes her the champion of Hoenn/SAVIOR OF THE WORLD, and it makes Brendan the son of Professor Birch. The pseudo-rival of RSE, I've noticed, seems to be really informed and gives you useful things like the goggles for the sandstorm area, and I don't know about anyone else, but I can see Brendan being a mini-researcher like his dad really easily! HE'D BE SO CUTE IN HIS LITTLE LAB COAT. So he's derping around planting berries and making Pokéblock and studying interesting Pokémon and exploring the general awesome of the region (because Hoenn is SO AWESOME) but then when it comes to the Team Aqua/Magma showdown, he's maybe helping behind the scenes. I... goddamn I could've sworn I read someone else's ideas for this that made perfect sense to me but I can't recall it at the moment.

ANYWAY so three years pass and it's GSC/HGSS and DPPt time! Red, Leaf, Green, May, and Brendan are about 13 years old and Wally is probably 12, if he's only 9 in RSE*. Kris sets out with... well, any three or maybe ALL THREE of the Johto starters and does her thing being awesome and dex-hunting. Gold is... just the Gen II PC in my head so he marches onwards to the league. Lyra is generally adorable and has ambitions to breed and investigate history/myths (bffs with Cynthia?) and Pokémon sociology; I'm getting this from the fact that when you call her, she often gives you tips on how a Pokémon might act in a certain place or situation. (Also, I think Pokémon psychologist/sociologist/historian is perfect for her somehow, and I totally think she would triple-major. WHY NOT.) Silver is... Silver. Yeah.

* HERE IS MY LOGIC: Wally seems to be younger than the PC, but not as young as a School Kid. Max from the anime is based on the School Kid class, and he's canonically 7. So it makes sense to me that Wally would be around 9 years old.

So then there's Dawn, Lucas, and Barry to deal with, oh boy. Let's see... I think I like Lucas better as the champion of Sinnoh here, leaving Dawn to be the ever-knowledgeable assistant of Professor Rowan and possibly the only and best Pokémon Coordinator of the group here. (It's her skirt, okay. She oozes girly and was pretty much made for contests imo.) Plus, Lucas and Barry's dynamics as rivals and childhood friends makes me giddy with glee, because it's like Red/Green but is so not Red/Green and god, idek when I started shipping it so hard but I totally do.

So uh, my fangirling aside, I've decided that post-series, they all somehow end up meeting. THIS IS ACTUALLY EASIER THAN YOU'D THINK. For starters, Gold in HGSS has met both Cynthia and Steven, so it seems inevitable that sooner or later he'd meet Champion May and Champion Lucas, and they can all work together to drag Red off that goddamn mountain and have a fabulous champion party. Barry and Wally can bond over having awesome family members in the Battle Frontier and Sinnoh League respectively. (AARON IS WALLY'S OLDER BROTHER I CAN'T UNSEE IT. Their hair is way similar, and Aaron has both Dustox and Beautifly, implying he's been to Hoenn!) Brendan and Dawn can bond over Poffins vs. Pokéblock and the intricacies of berry-growing and I bet Birch and Rowan would totally ship it or something. Meanwhile, Kris and Leaf are harassing Green and Silver hardcore after returning from their journeys just because they can, and Lyra has somehow become co-owner of the Safari Zone along with Gold, because Gold really has NO IDEA why the heck he became owner in the first place, but she mainly takes care of it and has built her own house on the beautiful cliffy route between the Safari and Cianwood.

tl;dr WAY OVERACHIEVING CHILDREN OH MY GOD SERIOUSLY

right so I definitely started flying away from the original point but there's my personal headcanon for gameverse, eliminating the general mass confusion of actual series canon and who did what here. In this potential RP, it'd be something solid like that--May-mun would have to talk it over with Brendan-mun and decide on roles, for example, and obviously my headcanon wouldn't be gospel even if I started the game because there's bound to be a lot of differing opinions on that. It could take place about... nine years from the start of RBY? Red, Leaf, Green, May, and Brendan are deliciously around the age of 19, Wally is 18, and Gold, Kris, Lyra, Silver, Dawn, Lucas, and Barry are all about 16. They are obviously all RIDICULOUS AWESOME at this point, and there's a ton of different plotlines the RP could follow:

- SUMMER CAMP FOR ALL REALLY KICKASS SUPER COOL PEOPLE INCLUDING GYM LEADERS ETC.
- Pokécollege so they can stop beating up small children for their money and instead think about their futures!!
- RUNNING THEIR OWN GODDAMN LEAGUE WHERE YOU HAVE TO BEAT EVERYONE TO GET TO RED. Who has a hacked L255 Pikachu with Ice Beam learned from intensive training on Mt Silver. Yeah, you and your supposedly safe Ground-types are fucked.
- POKÉMON?! WHAT POKÉMON?! WE HAVE TENNIS!
- AND HOGWARTS
- AND THE DIGITAL WORLD
- But also something cute and mundane like they're all helping the professors with a super secret special mission that involves partnering up and teamwork and tons of communication.
- Or they go travelling to the Europe equivalent of the Pokéworld!
- Or they go BACK IN TIME. SERIOUSLY BACK IN TIME TO THE POKÉDINOSAURS.
- OR INTO THE FUTUUUUURE
~~- YOUNGSTER JOEY AND HIS MUTATED MOTHERFUCKING RATICATE HAVE TAKEN OVER THE ENTIRE GODDAMN UNIVERSE~~
- ???

.... I am totally not saying that I am going to make this but talking about it has only made me want to more. But how am I going to find at least 8-12 or ideally 24-44 players to account for all of the main characters and the gym leaders who would also need to be interested in communicating and cooperating a lot over what's basically half-OCs in predefined roles and are also happy with whatever plot we end up going with and brb sobbing forever

SO ANYWAY IF YOU HAVE THOUGHTS I WOULD LIKE TO HEAR THEM SO I DON'T THINK I AM A TOTAL NUTJOB FOR THINKING ABOUT STUFF LIKE THIS :D;

edit: HAHAHA alright I tried to use the Japanese names for this post because I've been wanting to get used to them, but I am just totally failing. BACK TO ENGLISH NAMES. ;; (Green aside, because he's just... not Blue to me anymore. D:)

edit2: ... TRAINER BATTLE RANKINGS/LEAGUE PROGRESSION (I... have no excuses really I just wanted to make one up)

[ Red ]
↑
[ Leaf ] [ Green (with Eevee, full strength) ] [ May ] [ Wally ]
↑
[ Gold ] [ Kris ] [ Silver ] [ Lucas ] [ Barry ]
↑
[ Youngster Joey ]
↑
[ Standard E4 ]
↑
[ Green (without Eevee, as GL) ]
↑
[ Brendan ] [ Lyra ] [ Dawn ]
↑
[ Everyone Else ]

Also, I've reserved Daisuke at hometrail. I AM EXCITE. GUYS COME JOIN WITH ME THIS IS GOING TO BE THE BEST GAME EVER AND EVERYONE I'VE MET IS SUPER COOL ALREADY. ♥

SOULSILVER » JOHTO GAME PLAN - MOVESETS;

2010-03-20T12:51:14Z

I am still horribly in love with this game, in case that wasn't obvious. I just recently went through the Pichu event and omg so cute and I traded over Swablu, Trapinch, Charmander, and Torchic (not for immediate use, I just plan on using SS as my main game) and had them follow me and they are TOO ADORABLE. TRAPINCH, OMG. ;__; ~~/explodes, sends estrogen flying everywhere~~

ANYWAY this is just a sticky post to keep my plans in order, so I don't run through like five thousand notebooks with my scribbles and indecisive cross-outs. ;;

CURRENT TEAM + MOVESETS

- Italics indicate evolutions that haven't happened/moves that haven't been learned yet.

Cyndaquil → Quilava → Typhlosion ♂ (FLAMER)
Nature: Gentle (+SpDef -Def)
Ability: Blaze
Moves:
~~Quick Attack~~ → ~~Swift~~ → Sunny Day
~~SmokeScreen~~ → Solar Beam
~~Flame Wheel~~ → Lava Plume → Flamethrower
~~Strength~~ → Earthquake
Note: I am entirely too fond of throwing the Solar Beam/Sunny Day combination on my Fire-types, as my Rapidash has a similar moveset. BUT IT'S AWESOME, OKAY.

Pidgey → Pidgeotto → Pidgeot ♀ (ZEPHYRE)
Nature: Lonely (+Atk, -Def)
Ability: Keen Eye
Moves:
~~Quick Attack~~ → Aerial Ace
~~Gust~~ → Steel Wing
~~Whirlwind~~ → ~~Twister~~ → Fly
Roost

Eevee → Umbreon ♂ (SILVER)
Nature: Sassy (+SpDef -Spd)
Ability: Run Away
Moves:
~~Tackle~~ → ~~Quick Attack~~ → Sleep Talk
Shadow Ball → Toxic
~~Tail Whip~~ → ~~Growl~~ → Payback
~~Sand-Attack~~ → Rest → Moonlight

Lapras ♂ (LAPRAS)
Nature: Quirky (=)
Ability: Water Absorb
Moves:
~~Ice Shard~~ → Ice Beam
~~Water Pulse~~ → ~~Iron Tail~~ → Whirlpool* → Waterfall*
~~Body Slam~~ → Psychic
Surf

(*Lapras, I apologize in advance for the repeated HM-deleting you're sure to undergo. ;;)

Togepi → Togetic → Togekiss ♀ (VANILLE)
Nature: Quirky (=)
Ability: Hustle
Moves:
~~Metronome~~ → Ancient Power
~~Extrasensory~~ → Aura Sphere
Yawn → Air Slash
~~Charm~~ → Wish

Mareep → Flaaffy → Ampharos ♀ (TEMPÊTE)
Nature: Naughty (+Atk -SpDef)
Ability: Static
Moves:
~~Tackle~~ → Signal Beam
~~Thunder Shock~~ → Thunderbolt
~~Thunder Wave~~ → Charge → Light Screen
~~Cotton Spore~~ → Focus Blast

SOULSILVER » JOHTO GAME PLAN;

2010-03-14T07:58:01Z

I'm not going to focus on the movesets until I find out what natures and abilities I get (which, for the most part, I'm not going to be picky about, because it's more fun that way), so for now it's a basic rundown on which Pokémon I plan on training. Each party slot that has multiple Pokémon listed indicates that I'm only going to have that one until I'm able to move on to the next area that has my ideal party member.

- * indicates that I might end up resetting for a shiny, because ;o;
- Bold indicates the party that I'm hoping to have on my first Hall of Fame ♥

starter » Cyndaquil ♂

I: JOHTO

party: one »
Cyndaquil ♂ (→ Quilava → Typhlosion)

party: two »
Pidgey ♀ (→ Pidgeotto → Pidgeot)

party: three »
Sentret (→ Furret)
Eevee* ♂ (→ Umbreon)

party: four »
Hoothoot (→ Noctowl)
Girafarig ♂
Lapras ♂
Dratini ♀ (→ Dragonair → Dragonite)

party: five »
Dunsparce
Togepi* ♂ (→ Togetic → Togekiss)

party: six »
Scyther (→ Scizor)
Mareep ♀ (→ Flaaffy → Ampharos)

NOTES
» Serebii: List of Available Legendaries

» Serebii: List of In-Game Events
☑ Arceus
☑ Shiny Pichu
☐ Jirachi
☐ Celebi

» To get the Extremespeed Dratini, do not answer in the following ways: "Underling" (second choice) for question one; "Cheating" (third choice) for question two; "Weak person" (first choice) for question three; and "Violence" (second choice) for question four. Finally, you must answer the fifth question with "Both" (second choice). (Source)

[ ICONS: POKÉMON = 32 + 1 ]

2010-03-12T13:14:08Z

AND SO THE POKÉCRAZE BEGINS.

[32] ★ Pokémon Icons

(27) Charizard
(06) Misc.

[01] ★ Pokémon FO Banner

PREVIEW

*"maybe i'll... see you around sometime."*
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005	006	007	008


009	010	011	012


013	014	015	016


017	018	019	020


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★

episodes/movies used:
× 001-002: Charizard Chills
× 003-006: The Chikorita Rescue
× 007-009: Fighting Flyer With Fire
× 010-020: Charizard's Burning Ambitions
× 021-027: Great Bowls of Fire!
× 028: Pokémon: The Rise of Darkrai
× 029-030: Pokémon Heroes: Latios & Latias
× 031-032: A Better Pill to Swallow

× can be used as bases
× if you want the original screencap/image, just ask!
× comments are awesome
× credit sira, please :D

[ ICONS: KH = 16 ]

2010-03-02T10:47:57Z

Well, I needed a couple of icons for an RP journal and then decided to just make a few more, because I love this scene and it makes me happy. I would've pulled up some Digimon or something to give this post more substance, but Photoshop was being a dickhead, so I gave up on it for the night. ;; So yes, sharing just 'cause. ♥

[16] ★ Kingdom Hearts: Birth By Sleep - Reconnect. (minimal spoilers)

*"have you decided?"*
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005	006	007	008


009	010	011	012


013	014	015	016

× can be used as bases
× if you want the screencap, just ask!
× comments are awesome
× credit sira, please :)

(Sora's hands. They're still ridiculous. 8|)

[ ICONS: QUOTES + KH = 51 ]

2010-01-28T11:29:38Z

OKAY. Okay. Phew. I have literally stayed up all night making these, lmao. (No, idk what's wrong with me either.) I'm not normally an icon-maker--I mean, I crop stuff when I like it and use it myself, pretty much, but I'm usually too lazy otherwise. But yesterday I was suddenly inspired, and voila!

[09] ★ Quotes: Chat (appled, 'trek, etc. they're kind of inside-jokey, but awesome enough to be general-purpose, I think. :D)
[06] ★ Quotes: Friends (as in, the sitcom.)
[36] ★ Kingdom Hearts: Birth By Sleep (sora, riku, kairi: minimal spoilers, if any at all, but view at your own risk!)

PREVIEW

*quotes: chat*
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004	005	006


007	008	009

*quotes: friends*
001	002	003


004	005	006

*kingdom hearts*
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010	011	012


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034	035	036

× icon tables created with angelamaria's icon table generator @ bauble
× chat quotes credited to various, but primarily Kate, Eva, & Tanya ♥

× can be used as bases!
× if you want the screencap/bigger version, just ask!
× comments are cool, bro
× credit sira, please :)

(If tiny Sora didn't kill you from the cute, I'm not sure what will, and you are possibly not human. Just so you know.)

[blogcrew - pokémon!]

2007-08-15T21:38:24Z

I randomly want to start a Pokémon blogcrew. *starts*

1. Comment with any character or a random Pokémon, or one of each. If character, please indicate if they're from the games, anime, Pokémon Adventures, or another series. If Pokémon, please include its number in the National Pokédex, as that's how they're being sorted.
2. Evolutions count as separate entities, meaning X can take Growlithe and Y can take Arcanine.
3. Paste one or both of the codes in the textboxes in your userinfo (or somewhere on your journal). Alter the colours however you want. I'm stealing Cassie's because it's prettier than anything I could come up with. :|
4. We'll use the North American names for everything, for clarity's sake. If it really bothers you, you can use the Japanese name in your code, but it'll be American here.

IMPORTANT: If you delete or rename your journal (as in, it shows up ~~struck out~~), your claim will be deleted unless you come back and notify me of the change. Thank you.

✪ POKéMON ✪

✭ CHARACTERS

Game
☆ CHAMPION Steven Stone - beat_exe
☆ CIPHER ADMIN Ein - flag
☆ ELITE FOUR Aaron - mirora
☆ ELITE FOUR Flint - king
☆ GYM LEADER Clair - sira
☆ GYM LEADER Falkner - locke_muhe
☆ GYM LEADER Jasmine - oversoul
☆ GYM LEADER Lt. Surge - tokyocentricity
☆ GYM LEADER Misty - baka_tenshi
☆ GYM LEADER Morty - blumebear
☆ GYM LEADER Roark - futureofsmiles
☆ GYM LEADER Sabrina - mizukomidori
☆ GYM LEADER Volkner - denkimouse
☆ TRAINER Red - kagegijin

Anime
☆ COORDINATOR Dawn - lifeup
☆ COORDINATOR Drew - azurewhite
☆ COORDINATOR Harley - _____axolotl
☆ RANCHER Lara Laramie - icarused
☆ TEAM ROCKET Butch - lovestyle
☆ TEAM ROCKET Cassidy - somnomania
☆ TEAM ROCKET James - flail
☆ TEAM ROCKET Jesse - magicpineapple
☆ TRAINER Ash Ketchum - moonloop
☆ TRAINER Gary Oak - doomette
☆ TRAINER Paul - ibaly

Pokémon Adventures (Manga)
☆ TRAINER Blue - kitty_catline
☆ TRAINER Gold - hayato
☆ TRAINER Silver - flawed_merit

☆☆ Pokémon → charactername ☆☆

✭ POKéMON

KANTO
☆ [#001] Bulbasaur - gigglemalaria
☆ [#003] Venusaur - phaethon
☆ [#008] Wartortle - rivercoyote
☆ [#018] Pidgeot - the_fmk
☆ [#025] Pikachu - kashewmoo
☆ [#025] Raichu - barnaby
☆ [#037] Vulpix - blodia
☆ [#052] Meowth - lovestyle
☆ [#053] Persian - firebomb
☆ [#058] Growlithe - samaside
☆ [#059] Arcanine - blazingfields
☆ [#078] Rapidash - icarused
☆ [#079] Slowpoke - somnomania
☆ [#093] Haunter - yoh_kun
☆ [#094] Gengar - futureofsmiles
☆ [#104] Cubone - kushi_dango
☆ [#128] Tauros - tokyocentricity
☆ [#129] Magikarp - eknock
☆ [#131] Lapras - magicpineapple
☆ [#133] Eevee - hanabira
☆ [#134] Vaporeon - moonloop
☆ [#135] Jolteon - purapea
☆ [#137] Porygon - levels
☆ [#149] Dragonite - peachshark
☆ [#151] Mew - kanamai

JOHTO
☆ [#152] Chikorita - moon_kitty
☆ [#155] Cyndaquil - hayato
☆ [#156] Quilava - flag
☆ [#158] Totodile - oversoul
☆ [#160] Feraligatr - robocoon
☆ [#163] Hoothoot - angii
☆ [#169] Crobat - pikachuashnat
☆ [#180] Flaaffy - blumebear
☆ [#181] Ampharos - sparkly_cherry
☆ [#182] Bellossom - shadowandfoxgal
☆ [#183] Marill - mizukomidori
☆ [#193] Cleffa - spaceworrier
☆ [#196] Espeon - morninginmymind
☆ [#200] Misdreavus - unowncafe
☆ [#209] Snubbull - likeatruck
☆ [#214] Heracross - dorkemon
☆ [#215] Sneasel - citric
☆ [#229] Houndoom - flail
☆ [#249] Lugia - king
☆ [#251] Celebi - spinningcannon

HOENN
☆ [#258] Mudkip - butterskotch
☆ [#272] Ludicolo - acuteness
☆ [#280] Ralts - starship
☆ [#290] Nincada - momogirl12345
☆ [#303] Mawile - flawed_merit
☆ [#315] Roselia - pimmy
☆ [#359] Absol - doomette
☆ [#373] Salamence - locke_muhe
☆ [#380] Latias - sira

SINNOH
☆ [#393] Piplup - xinliyoushu
☆ [#399] Bidoof - shesatiger
☆ [#404] Luxio - kimberly_zee
☆ [#405] Luxray - contain
☆ [#407] Roserade - azurewhite
☆ [#415] Combee - tortoises
☆ [#421] Cherrim - lifeup
☆ [#425] Drifloon - juumou
☆ [#429] Mismagius - kitty_catline
☆ [#447] Riolu - tksama
☆ [#448] Lucario - kardashian
☆ [#455] Carnivine - pocket
☆ [#461] Weavile - astromanticist
☆ [#468] Togekiss - kagegijin
☆ [#470] Leafeon - ino_
☆ [#472] Gliscor - _____axolotl
☆ [#488] Cresselia - cresselia
☆ [#490] Manaphy - susako

☆☆ Pokémon → [#xxx] pokémonname ☆☆

[FIC] AoixRyoma, 416 words

2007-03-25T08:59:29Z

For rancidmelody. ♥ I'm actually happy with this one. Go figure. :D

Aoi/Ryoma, G, 416 words. Prompt: naptime. Slight AU; series of snapshots as part of a larger idea.

Whenever Ryoma tries to sleep during free time, he can't.

*

"You're too loud," he says, but Aoi doesn't blush and shut up like that girl with the long braids he met on the train once did.

"I'm sorry!" he responds instead, too brightly, and he holds up a bright red lollipop. "I'm really happy I got cherry! What's your favourite flavour?"

"I don't have one," mutters Ryoma, somewhat reluctantly, but he can't complain when Aoi jumps up and points out to the teacher that she missed someone, and seconds later Ryoma's staring down at the purple lollipop clutched in his hand.

"I think you'd like grape," says Aoi, cheerful as ever. He sticks his tongue out and gives the lollipop a long, slurpy lick. Ryoma thinks of a puppy.

He eyes his own lollipop and hesitates before shoving it in his mouth. He decides he does like grape after all.

*

During naptime, nobody's allowed to talk, but some do it anyway.

*

"It's just sugar and nice things..." mumbles Aoi in his sleep.

Ryoma cracks open an eye to stare at him. Maybe he should have chosen to sleep by the wall near that older boy whose nose makes funny noises.

"Look, I can do a serve! A real serve!" Aoi reaches out and suddenly smacks Ryoma in the face, before rolling over and snoring.

Ryoma wonders if Aoi plays tennis. It would be neat to play a game with him someday, when he is strong enough to lift a racket with one hand and swing properly.

His left cheek starts to turn red.

*

With age comes great wisdom, they say.

Ryoma figures Aoi just feels guilty about hitting him all those years ago.

*

"Echizen!"

Ryoma slumps down further against the tree. There are cheers in the distance. Looks like they've won.

You still have lots to work on, Seigaku, he thinks.

"Echizen! We won! We're going to Sae-chan's to celebrate! What are you doing?"

Ryoma sighs and pulls up his cap, but his vision is obscured by Aoi's stupidly happy grin.

"Trying to sleep," he says pointedly, closing his eyes again. He doesn't really expect Aoi to get the idea. He never has, not since daycare, after all.

"Ahhh."

Ryoma hears only silence after that, but he feels a strange warmth beside him. He opens his eyes.

Aoi's head has fallen on Ryoma's shoulder. His eyes are closed and except for the steady rise and fall of his chest as he breathes, he's completely still.

For once.

Ryoma tugs his cap over his face to hide his smile before he falls asleep. They can celebrate later.

[FIC] KabaMizu, SanaMizu, AtoSana, 2874 words

2007-01-20T19:22:12Z

Title: Walls
Author: sira
Fandom: Prince of Tennis
Pairings: Kabaji x Mizuki, Sanada x Mizuki, Atobe x Sanada
Rating: A very weak PG-13. [OMG OMG IT'S NOT SMUT OMG =O]
Genre: CRACK. And humor. And fluff. :D
Warnings: See pairings and genre. Probably OOCness as well, but it's crack so whatevs. [I'm not even going to bother putting in a warning for boykissing.]
Word Count: 2875
Summary: Mizuki was pissed off. And on a mission.
Notes: Written for dynastic as an apology gift for not RPing KabaMizu with her, and also possibly as a (very awful) return present for the OT5 fic she wrote for me. It was... supposed to be a drabble, but my mind clearly has something against writing anything under 1000 words. :|

Mizuki was pissed off. And on a mission.

For the third time that week, Sanada had stood him up in favour of rehearsing for some silly upcoming tango competition. Mizuki wasn't all that displeased with the idea of the dance – in fact, a tango outfit was something he often fantasized ripping off Sanada and rarely managed to convince him to wear – but he was most displeased that Sanada's dancing partner was Atobe Keigo.

There wasn't anything wrong with Atobe, of course, other than the simple fact that he was hopelessly in love with Sanada and that there was an 89-percent chance the two of them were screwing on the ballroom floor right at this moment... which was, actually, a pretty hot idea.

Momentarily distracted by the mental images, Mizuki twirled a lock of his luscious ebony hair absentmindedly and eyed the sign in front of Atobe's excessively large estate. Apparently, it was claiming that the property's security system was such that any and all trespassers would be spotted and prosecuted within a maximum of twenty seconds.

Well. Mizuki wasn't fool enough to listen to that tripe. According to his data (which was flawless, a fact he was very smug about indeed), about 72-percent of those signs were fake, designed to merely intimidate burglars and delinquents and deter them from even daring to touch the gate.

Mizuki's lips curved into a smirk as he fingered the binoculars strung around his neck and stepped up on the conveniently-placed foothold in the wall. "You will have to try harder than that, Atobe. Nfu."

Scaling a stone wall turned out to actually be quite the difficult thing to accomplish, but Mizuki persisted, and within several minutes he had climbed to the top, legs kicking out behind him as he scrambled to keep his balance. He did this all with pride and dignity, of course, and gave a rather shifty look over his shoulder as he dusted off his shirt, smoothed out the wrinkles in his trousers, and wriggled his hips back and forth and side to side as he attempted to rid himself of the wedgie that had, unfortunately, occurred sometime during the climb.

Once he had managed to regain his composure, Mizuki peered over the other side of the wall and exhaled a sigh of relief. Nothing but grass, and grass was most certainly conducive to a nice, soft landing.

Of course, when Mizuki carefully tossed his binoculars out on to the lawn and followed with a jump seconds later, he hadn't taken into account that there would be rocks.

"A... silly detail... to be over...looked..." he wheezed, in between coughs. In addition to fully scouring the environment before making such a hasty decision, he also reminded himself to never execute a bellyflop dive anywhere outside of a swimming pool. He struggled to sit up, then grabbed his binoculars and peered through them, gaze sweeping from one end of the mansion to the other. It was a bit strange, not being hidden away in the bushes, as he was accustomed to, but it was also a refreshing change to be out in the sun rather than in the shade.

He continued peering around with his binoculars, taking in the landscape and the general environment, when suddenly, a large hand clapped down on his shoulder.

Mizuki did not shriek like a girl. He shrieked like a banshee.

Binoculars falling with a soft thump to the ground, he whirled around, and a hand clapped over his mouth, silencing the shriek instantly. His eyes widened slightly as he registered exactly to whom the hands belonged, and he immediately began kicking, hitting, and biting when he was promptly thrown over a broad shoulder and carried across the grass.

"Put me down!" Mizuki commanded, once his mouth had been uncovered. "I demand you put me down at once! This is harassment! I will be suing if you do not –"

"Sign," interrupted his kidnapper, voice slow and deep as it had always been.

"The sign?" scoffed Mizuki. "That sign was clearly..."

He paused mid-sentence, mentally taking a few minutes back in time and counting the seconds from landing to assailment. One, two, three... twenty seconds. Exactly.

"...not fake!" finished Mizuki, sounding frankly horrified as he ceased all flailing movements.

His data was flawed.

"Right."

Mizuki shot a vicious look at his assailant. Or, his assailant's back, really, since there wasn't much else he could see from his current position. "Kabaji-san, I do not appreciate your input, as freakishly psychic as that response was. My data is flawed. This is a most troubling problem."

"Yes," agreed Kabaji, and Mizuki was somewhat appeased. Belatedly, he realized he was being taken inside the mansion, and he raised his head, only to have the back of his head hit the wall as Kabaji made an abrupt left turn.

After a loud exclamation of pain, Mizuki prodded Kabaji in the shoulder, the surface of which was perhaps a little less yielding than that of a tree trunk's. "Where are you taking me?" he asked, sucking on his now-sore finger.

"Atobe," answered Kabaji, and if Mizuki hadn't been inspecting his fingernail closely to see if it was cracked, he might have noticed the unusually affectionate tone of voice Kabaji used.

"Oh," said Mizuki, which was actually code for, "Oh, shit."

Seeing Atobe meant seeing Sanada. Seeing Sanada meant that Mizuki was either soon going to feel very guilty for not having any faith in his lover when it turned out Sanada actually had been just practicing, or feel jealous and horrible (and a little turned on, but that was, once again, beside the point) when it turned out Sanada really was doing the naughty with Atobe on the ballroom floor.

In a nutshell, seeing Atobe meant Trouble. Loads of it. And Mizuki was very, very afraid.

Of course, not all hope was lost. There was still one way to get out of this terrible predicament he had placed himself in, and it depended heavily on one particular ability he had always prided himself on: seduction.

"Oh, Kabaji-kun," said Mizuki, his voice coming out in a little trill. One part of him could scarcely believe he was actually attempting to seduce Kabaji Munehiro, while the other part was rather...excited. His skills of seduction hadn't been put into use for quite a while, after all, ever since he had first managed to land Sanada Genichirou, who ended up being all Mizuki would ever need or want. "Are you sure taking me to Atobe-san is the best course of action? I admit, being caught in such a compromising position was surely not very smart nor cunning of me, but someone as gentle-hearted, not to mention handsome, as yourself... could you not allow me to get away, this one time?"

"No," said Kabaji firmly, without hesitation, and Mizuki was stunned to think that the word was even in the boy's vocabulary. This was not to say he would be giving up so easily, of course.

"No?" repeated Mizuki, and he moved his fingers in little patterns along Kabaji's back. "Really? Not even if you received... something in return for your kindness?" He emphasized the offer with a little shake of his behind, which was about 38-percent more effective due to its current location on Kabaji's shoulder.

"...No," replied Kabaji, though Mizuki was very satisfied to hear that the response delay time had increased dramatically and the certainty had decreased significantly. Things were going quite well, he thought with a smile that was most definitely not evil in any way.

"I happen to know you have a fondness for strawberry milkshakes, Kabaji-kun," continued Mizuki, still idly tracing patterns on Kabaji's back. "My strawberry milkshakes draw all the manly men to my kitchen, did you know? I might make one for you as a special gift."

"Milkshake?" grunted Kabaji, and Mizuki was extremely pleased to note that his resistance was waning considerably.

"Milkshake," confirmed Mizuki, and he abruptly kicked off his left shoe and sent it flying to the floor. "Oh dear. I seem to have lost my shoe. Would you mind picking that up, Kabaji-kun?"

This was the most integral moment of the entire plot; it would all depend on how well he had managed to wrap Kabaji around his little finger. If Mizuki had failed, Kabaji would refuse and simply continue on his way to see Atobe. If Mizuki had succeeded, on the other hand...

Kabaji nodded once and began bending over to pick up the shoe. Mizuki quickly acted, leaning backwards to throw off his balance and ending up, miraculously, sprawled on the floor with Kabaji on top of him. A small part of him leapt amongst the clouds and rainbows in his head in joy. His plan was going, as expected, perfectly!

"Oh," Mizuki breathed, staring up at Kabaji. He was especially thankful that Kabaji had managed to prop himself up with his knees and hands, as he would have been quite flattened, otherwise. "Well, this is... quite the situation, isn't it?" He lifted a finger to draw a trail along Kabaji's jawline, tracing his lips and pressing the tip of his finger against them. Kabaji was utterly silent. Time for the kill.

Mizuki moved his hands to grasp Kabaji's shoulders lightly, turning them over with surprising ease, until he was lying on top of Kabaji, who was now rather like a fallen stone statue on the floor. Kabaji was quite warm, Mizuki noticed, and really, he would have been very content to just stay as he was in some... other situation, he was sure.

Unfortunately, there were pressing things that needed to be done, so without further ado, Mizuki leaned down and kissed Kabaji softly on the lips, and much to his surprise, the other boy tasted strongly of... mint lip balm.

"I admire a man who moisturizes his lips," whispered Mizuki in what he thought was a very seductive voice, surely enough to woo even the most stoic of men. Although, considering who his partner currently was, that really wasn't all that surprising. Oh, Mizuki did love his life. <3

"Yes," said Kabaji, the first thing he'd said in approximately four minutes and thirty-two seconds, and it didn't really make the most sense either. Mizuki peered closely into Kabaji's eyes; as expected, they were rather glazed over. Clearly, Kabaji was not the most experienced with intimacy, and it was almost endearing.

Mizuki kissed Kabaji again, sliding the tip of his tongue against the soft lips to part them, and surprisingly enough, Kabaji responded, taking in Mizuki's tongue and rubbing his own against it, in a way that was... really quite erotic, Mizuki realized a bit numbly. Was he... truly enjoying himself? Perhaps...

A little voice inside his head popped up angrily. HAJIME. YOU HAVE A BOYFRIEND. >O, it said, and Mizuki winced, for the shrill words were like sharp, stinging pins in his brain. STOP THIS AT ONCE!

Reluctantly, Mizuki pulled away from Kabaji and pressed his finger to those lips once again. He began to slowly shift off, then whispered, "Thank you, Kabaji-kun," before promptly jumping up, grabbing his shoe, and tearing down the hall as fast as he could.

Yes, yes, everything was going to plan, he thought, not so upset about having to leave a very nice kiss now that the taste of freedom was in his grasp. Soon, he would be out on the street, where he'd call a taxi, and go home and perhaps bake some cookies – wearing nothing but his favoured apron, of course – for Sanada's eventual return.

What he didn't plan, however, was running promptly into the wall.

Or not a wall, as it were, but none other than his lover, Sanada Genichirou.

"Hajime," said Sanada's voice, somewhere above and behind him, in surprise.

"G-Genichirou," panted Mizuki, clutching at his side as he rolled over from where he had fallen on the floor. He was utterly winded, both from the run and the collision, and his nose hurt. Damn Sanada for being so well-toned and muscular, no matter how many cookies were forced upon him every week. "Imagine... seeing you... here!"

"Imagine that," Sanada agreed, brow raised, as he extended a hand and helped Mizuki to his feet.

"Mizuki-kun," said a lofty, very familiar voice from the entranceway of the ballroom. Mizuki glanced up in the middle of brushing his shirt off (which was an entirely unnecessary action, as Atobe's floor was immaculate).

"Atobe-san," greeted Mizuki, resisting the urge to glare and/or scowl. "I came to pick Genichirou up. Have you finished your, ah, practice session?" He suddenly was very grateful for his ability to lie so smoothly. He really was all kinds of amazing.

"We have," said Sanada, and the look Atobe sent at him made Mizuki frown. "I am surprised that you would make the tedious journey all the way to Keigo's estate to do that, Hajime."

"Of course I would. It's getting quite dark, after all." Mizuki stepped closer to Sanada, giving him a quick peck on the lips and keeping his eyes level with Atobe's so he could see clearly that Sanada was his.

"Ah, Genichirou, how sweet," said Atobe, sounding merely amused and not perturbed by Mizuki's possessiveness in any way. "Your boyfriend doesn't think you can protect yourself."

"Genichirou harbours a secret fear of the dark," snapped Mizuki hotly, immediately rising to his lover's defence.

There was a long silence.

"Hajime..." said Sanada in a warning tone. Mizuki blinked, then felt a blush rise to his cheeks.

"That was a lie, of course," amended Mizuki, taking Sanada's hand and beginning to drag him towards the direction of the front door. "Nfu. Genichirou is the most macho, manliest man I have ever met. He has no fears."

Sanada stared, at an utter loss for words. Mizuki beamed up at him in return.

"Do enjoy yourself, Genichirou, Mizuki-kun," drawled Atobe, turning to head back into the ballroom. He paused, then turned his head to glance back at Sanada. "Ah, and Genichirou. Don't be late tomorrow evening. Remember, seven o'clock sharp." Before Mizuki could even protest – he and Sanada had a date planned for the next evening! – he whirled around again and snapped his fingers. "Kabaji. Escort them out."

Mizuki promptly forgot all about protesting and swallowed nervously, as Kabaji appeared out of nowhere and pointedly did not look at either of them as he strode ahead and led the way out. Or maybe he never looked at people he was ordered to guide, but that didn't stop Mizuki from worrying over it. He felt horribly guilty now. He had used Kabaji and tossed him away like a cheap pair of pantyhose.

...Mizuki didn't want to think where that had come from.

"Ah... Kabaji-kun, thank you," he said once they had arrived at the front door, trying not to sound too awkward, in case Sanada spotted something suspicious going on. "Really. Your assistance was invaluable."

Sanada, once again, stared. Kabaji was also staring, in a way that made Mizuki wonder if he had forgotten all about their little tryst in the hall.

"Isn't that right, Genichirou?" asked Mizuki, with a laugh. "We most likely would have gotten lost without Kabaji-kun's help. Thank you once again, and we'll be on our –"

Except it was clear Kabaji hadn't forgotten about it, at all, as he suddenly stepped forwards and kissed Mizuki on the lips. Deeply. For a very long time.

...In front of Sanada.

Mizuki's eyes widened, and it was a nice kiss, really, but oh shit, oh god, Sanada... was nowhere to be found. Well, that was rather disheartening, Mizuki thought, as he slowly broke the kiss, though he loathed to do so. He stood there, blinking once or twice, before his head cleared and he was able to think properly. Or rather, flail madly.

"Genichirou!" he shouted, flying out the door and glancing around frantically. "Genichirou! Where are you? GENICHIROU!"

"Kabaji. Silence him," came a commanding voice from somewhere down the hall.

Kabaji nodded and reached out to grab Mizuki, pulling him close and claiming his mouth once again. As panicked as Mizuki was to have seemingly misplaced his lover, he let out a slight whimper as Kabaji put his apparently skilled tongue – defying any data Mizuki might have had to the contrary – to use and Mizuki found himself caring less and less that he was a dirty, filthy cheater.

"Hm," said Sanada, with a small frown, as he emerged out of the walk-in closet from where he had gone to retrieve his shoes. He eyed Mizuki and Kabaji, not quite knowing what to think of the whole situation.

"Well, this is certainly an interesting sight, is it not?" Atobe sent a sideways glance at Sanada, who was kneeling down to put his shoes on, and before any response could be given, added, "I do believe you left something behind in the ballroom, Genichirou."

"Yes," Sanada muttered, as he straightened. Snatching the pair of white briefs out of Atobe's grasp, he tugged his cap down and strode out of the house, past the kissing couple, without a backwards glance.

[FIC] AtobexRyoma, 4742 words

2006-11-29T01:04:55Z

Title: The Fourteenth Floor
Author: sira
Fandom: Prince of Tennis
Pairing: Atobe Keigo x Echizen Ryoma
Rating: R. [Hi, I'm Julie, and I've completely lost the ability to write innocent, clean things! :D]
Genre: PWP, humor
Warnings: Snark overload. Oh, and smut in an elevator.
Word Count: 4742
Summary: Though it was doubtful Atobe was aware of it, there actually was a reason Ryoma had chosen to be sitting in that office fighting against this stupid migraine, as opposed to curling up peacefully in the ridiculously expensive silk sheets of their warm king-sized bed at home...
Notes: Inspired by and dedicated to hikaridonya, who gave me AtoRyo with a "headache" prompt -- on a drabble request post. As you can, or will, quite clearly see, the "drabble" kind of went and turned itself into an almost 5000-word fic. I don't know how. :|

And as if that wasn't enough, my mind has gone ahead and planned both a prequel and a sequel to this, both of which involve... well, let's just say that no matter what happens, I love you, Tezuka. Honestly, I do. >>;

Ryoma had a headache.

It was not a particularly sharp kind of headache; it was more a series of dull, muted pounds, synchronized with his heartbeat and seeming to intensify with every second that passed. And a lot of seconds had passed. Though, to be perfectly honest, he had lost track of the exact time, and to check the clock would mean sitting up properly and twisting around in his chair. All he could tell was that the sky was pitch black on the other side of the windows that stretched from wall to wall and ceiling to floor of the spacious office, the world illuminated only from the millions of volts of electricity powering the city of Tokyo at night. From that, he would wager it was either very late or very early, depending on which way one wanted to look at it.

Not for the first time, he contemplated going home and perhaps taking some painkillers before going to bed. As tempting as the thought was, however, it still did not manage to move Ryoma from his stubborn seat across the desk.

"Ryoma," sighed Atobe from the other side, eyes fixed on his computer monitor. "Go home."

"No," responded Ryoma simply, and he adjusted his cap so that his closed eyes were hidden from view. His arms were crossed and he was slouched down low in his chair, feet propped up on the corner of the desk.

"You're tired," Atobe pointed out, writing something on a purple sticky note and placing it on top of a thick pile of papers. "I will not enjoy carrying you all the way out of this building if you pass out here. In fact, I might just leave you here at the mercy of the security guards."

"Che." Ryoma nudged the stapler with his shoe and fought down a yawn. "I'm not tired. I'm just bored."

Atobe glanced up and raised an eyebrow, although the sardonic look was left unnoticed. "Are you going to stay here all night?"

"Are you?" Ryoma sent back, opening his eyes to meet Atobe's, gold fusing into grey.

"Perhaps," was the rather short reply.

There was a long silence as Atobe returned to reading over various business contracts and quietly typing out important e-mails on the computer. Ryoma toyed with the notion of saying something suitably clever that had the potential to start an entertaining verbal rally, if only to annoy Atobe by distracting him from his work, but as the heavy thumps of his headache seemed to increase rapidly in both size and force, the idea was not as favourable as it might have been an hour ago.

Though it was doubtful Atobe was aware of it, there actually was a reason Ryoma had chosen to be sitting in that office fighting against this stupid migraine, as opposed to curling up peacefully in the ridiculously expensive silk sheets of their warm king-sized bed at home, attempting to catch up on some much-needed sleep before the tiring and jet-lagging trip he would soon be taking, as he so desired. The reason was not insomnia (which he had been suffering a light case of for the past few months), nor was it because he wanted sex (which was an astonishing claim all on its own).

Admittedly, the latter did sound like a rather nice idea to Ryoma at the moment, though he was not entirely sure how his headache might react to that. Atobe tended to be an evil tease; the frustration alone might send his head into a torrent of agony.

"Keigo," he began thoughtfully, after what must have been at least twenty minutes of insufferable quiet. Most people inflicted with migraines would have been grateful for it, really, but the silence was crushing and after waiting for a good two hours in that same chair, he was beginning to get restless.

Atobe glanced up again in mild surprise, not used to being called anything but ‘Monkey King' and ‘Keiko' by Ryoma outside of the bedroom (though he was entirely too fond of taunting Atobe with those nicknames there, as well) and the rarely-occurring serious discussions, and was met with a smirk. He merely raised an eyebrow at this.

"Why are you working so late, anyway?" continued Ryoma, shifting his legs and causing the stapler, which had already been teetering precariously off the edge of the desk, to fall with a soft thud on the plush blue carpet. "I didn't think you were one to procrastinate, Keigo."

Narrowing his eyes, Atobe responded, tone light, "Are you attempting to distract me from my work again? You will not succeed. And pick up that stapler." He adjusted himself and his monitor's position so that Ryoma, including the smug smile on his lips just visible below the visor of his cap, was blocked from sight, and started typing again.

Ryoma dropped his feet from the desk and stood up, involuntarily allowing a small yawn to escape from his mouth. He picked up the stapler and restored it to its proper place, then made his way behind the desk and leaned against it, staring out the window. A few seconds passed before he pushed the visor of his cap up, turned to face Atobe and asked mildly, "Ne, Keiko, have you ever had sex in this office before?"

There was another silence, but this time it was punctuated by the fact that even the quiet clicks of the keyboard had stopped.

"Was it there?" Ryoma pointed at the round table near the door, which was used for small meetings. "Or over there?" he continued, moving his gaze to the corner, where a set of window seats were built into the ledge. He stepped closer to Atobe and leaned over his shoulder, peering at the desk with interest. "Or maybe... right here?"

Atobe reached out and grabbed the front of Ryoma's shirt, drawing him close and moving his mouth next to his ear. "You are an insufferable brat," he murmured into it. Ryoma smirked at him again and pulled out of his grasp.

"Mada mada da ne," he said casually, turning to walk away. As expected, he had only managed to take one step before he was abruptly yanked backwards and into Atobe's lap. Ryoma flinched, not at all because he was startled, but because the abrupt movement had sent an acute twinge of pain into his brain.

Atobe shifted their positions slightly, then peered at him closely. "You winced," he stated, frowning. "Are you all right?"

Obviously not.

"I'm fine," said Ryoma in what could have been taken as a snap, trying not to sound too indignant. "I just... hit my leg against the armrest, that's all."

Atobe arched an eyebrow again. "I can always tell when you're lying."

"I'm not," lied Ryoma, and in an effort to distract Atobe from arguing the point, he took off his cap and kissed him once on the lips, uncharacteristically softly. Much to his chagrin, however, the effort failed.

"As oddly nice as that was," began Atobe after a pause, now with an amused smirk on his face, "I will not be so easily distracted by such underhanded techniques. Tell me –"

Rolling his eyes with a muttered, "Che," Ryoma tossed his hat on the desk (not caring that it sent several loose papers flying) and took Atobe's face in his hands, before leaning forwards and taking his bottom lip between his teeth to swipe his tongue across it. Without giving the other a chance to take control, Ryoma coaxed out Atobe's tongue with his own and sucked on it, biting down hard enough for it to hurt but not to draw blood, and abruptly tugged Atobe's head to one side, exposing his neck. Licking down from the jawline to the collarbone, Ryoma lowered his hands to Atobe's chest and murmured against the skin, "That was to shut you up, Monkey King. I told you, I'm fine." He plainly ignored the steady pounds in his head.

Atobe, however determined he may have been to get his work done, came to the decision that there was a much more important task at hand. He wrapped both arms around Ryoma and turned him around, until he was straddled across him with his knees resting on both sides of the cushy seat of the oversized office chair. Sliding his hands up Ryoma's back and to his neck, Atobe leaned back until the backing of the chair hit the window and pulled Ryoma's face close to his.

"Are you, really?" he asked, lips moving against Ryoma's as he spoke, their gazes locked. Upon several seconds with no reply, Atobe took the answer as a no and brushed his lips across Ryoma's cheek in a rare, affectionate gesture. "Always hiding. It's unnecessary, Ryoma."

"I'm not hiding." Ryoma tried in vain to fight down the warmth spreading to his face. Atobe was never sweet and concerned and caring... quite the opposite, really. Although, for some odd reason, he could not find it in himself to complain. It wasn't every day a complete asshole turned into a (somewhat) considerate person, after all. "It's nothing serious, it's just..."

"Just...?" prompted Atobe, licking at the spot he had just kissed.

"Just a headache," muttered Ryoma finally, definitely blushing now and hating it. It wasn't as though he really cared, as it was something he couldn't control anyway, but every time it happened while Atobe was around, he would always be met with –

"You're blushing again, Ryoma. How cute."

– that comment.

Ryoma groaned and attempted to twist out of Atobe's lap to no avail. "Let me go," he ordered with a scowl, not caring that he probably looked and sounded like a bratty three-year-old.

"You're staying here," was Atobe's response, as he moved his hands to entwine his fingers tightly with Ryoma's, the amusement evident in his expression. "Tell me about this headache. How bad is it?"

Bad enough to make him want to chop his own head off with a blunt knife.

"I can deal with it fine," snapped Ryoma, now annoyed that he, in his efforts to distract Atobe, had somehow managed to humiliate himself in the process. He supposed it was typical for Atobe to accomplish a feat like that where nobody else could, really, but that didn't mean he had to appreciate it.

"In other words, your pain is at such a level you have decided that even I cannot help to cure it."

"No. In other words, you're underestimating my ability to tolerate pain."

"And you are underestimating my ability to see through your lies."

"I'm not lying!"

"You are."

"I'm not!"

"Ryoma. Don't argue with me."

It was funny how they could still manage to fight while snuggled up together in the same chair. Conversely, it was decidedly not funny how fighting did absolutely nothing to help Ryoma's headache, most likely making it worse.

Ryoma sidestepped a suitable retort as a sudden shock of pain hit him as fast and hard as a serve aimed at the back of his head. Discarding all pride and dignity, he buried his face in Atobe's shoulder and let out a swear muffled in a torturous whimper. Mildly alarmed at this unusual display of weakness, Atobe pulled Ryoma closer and began running his hands along his back soothingly.

"Lights off," he said clearly to the room, and they were suddenly enveloped in a darkness tinted silver from the moonlight shining in through the window. He glanced briefly at his computer, and was unsurprised to see it had gone into sleep mode. "Do you need painkillers?" he asked Ryoma, keeping his voice low and quiet so as to not worsen the ache. A pitiful moan was his only response.

Really, Atobe thought to himself with some annoyance. He had known about Ryoma's headache – it had been only too easy to spot, especially with the gift of Insight – but he had not known it was this severe. Evidently, Ryoma had been suffering through it for a while now, and the argument, however playful, had done little to help.

"It's your own fault, brat," murmured Atobe into Ryoma's ear, taking a nip at the lobe. "You are well aware of the fact that I'll not simply ignore you when you choose to distract me from important things."

"Shut up," Ryoma bit back, though the words were barely audible due to the fact that his teeth were clenched tightly and he voice was lost against the thin fabric of Atobe's white button-up, of which was most likely wrinkled by now. His eyes were squeezed shut, and his nose was pressed hard against Atobe's shoulder, as though he hoped to will away the ache.

With a melodramatic sigh and a longing glance at his unfinished paperwork, Atobe rose from his chair, carrying Ryoma and reaching over with one hand to swipe the hat off his table (it clashed terribly with the mahogany) to place it back on Ryoma's head.

"Eh – Keigo," mumbled Ryoma, opening his eyes and quickly shutting them again as the unpleasant sensations of vertigo met his headache. "What are you doing?"

"Carrying you home," answered Atobe, maneuvering around the desk with astonishing swiftness and grace, considering how he was carrying an adult (admittedly small for his age) in his arms. "I have decided it would be for the best. I would hardly allow security guards to touch something of mine, after all, never mind manhandle it. Who knows where their hands have been?"

On any other day, Ryoma certainly would have protested against being referred to as both a possession and an ‘it'. Today, he simply let out a low groan, filled with a mix of exasperation and pain but mostly the latter. How had his headache had gone from mildly unpleasant to killer in the span of about four seconds? He again considered the various possibilities as to why the hell this headache was there in the first place, but seeing as that involved thinking, he did not end up considering anything for very long.

Atobe carried Ryoma out of the office, careful not to knock any parts of him against the door or walls, strode down the hall and pushed the switch for the elevator with his elbow. It was all terribly undignified, this shifting around and elbow-nudging, but Atobe reassured himself by pretending the inelegance with which he slowly stepped sideways into the elevator was either intentional or did not exist. Unfortunately, with that supposedly comforting thought he also seemed to forget exactly who was in his arms.

"Careful you don't trip, Monkey King." The smart remark was soft, almost inaudible, but Ryoma's mouth was at a rather close proximity to his ear.

Atobe pressed the button on the side panel for the ground floor, again with his elbow, and responded lightly, "Careful you don't die, ungrateful brat." The elevator doors closed with a quiet bell and a whir of the motors preparing to descend the twenty-three stories to the main level.

"Che," murmured Ryoma, and when Atobe looked down at him his eyes were open slightly, semicircles of gold gazing up at him sleepily. Unable to contain a small smile, he bowed his head and pressed a small kiss to that pouty mouth, and as he pulled back he felt arms come up around his neck as unexpectedly, Ryoma pulled him back down for a deeper kiss. It was only several licks, nibbles and sucks later when they pulled apart, and Atobe raised an eyebrow.

"I thought you had a headache," he commented, raising his eyes briefly to note that they had just passed the eighteenth floor.

"I do," said Ryoma, and the challenging smirk that appeared with the words merely made Atobe want to kiss it off again – which was most likely the intent. "It's your job to distract me from it."

Though it was doubtful the whole headache drama was simply an elaborate act formulated so Atobe would have to ‘distract' Ryoma from it, he had to feel a tad dismayed at the way Ryoma always managed to somehow turn a misfortune into something ultimately advantageous. It was typical, really, and though he was loathe to admit it, infuriatingly effective, as well.

"And how, exactly, do you propose I do that?" inquired Atobe lightly, a few answers to his own question already in mind.

"I'm sure you can come up with something," murmured Ryoma with an innocent smile, although the supposedly angelic façade was dropped as he reached over and pushed the large yellow button at the top of the panel, causing the elevator to come to an abrupt, jerking stop. "Fourteenth floor. Pretty high up, wouldn't you say?" Vaguely, he knew there was something he was forgetting about, but it probably wasn't that important if he couldn't remember it off the top of his head.

Besides, he was horny now.

Atobe leaned down to kiss Ryoma again, murmuring against them, "It's nearly two in the morning."

"I know," said Ryoma, biting down on Atobe's lip as he was rather fond of doing.

"You have a headache," continued Atobe, as he stepped towards the corner and placed Ryoma on his feet.

"I know," said Ryoma once more, leaning back not-so-comfortably with his shoulders pressed in between the two walls and raising his eyes to the ceiling.

"We're in an elevator," Atobe finished, and it was questionable as to how much his own words meant to him as he swiftly pulled down the Ryoma's white tennis shorts and boxers to his ankles and slowly slid his hands up Ryoma's bare thighs.

"I know," said Ryoma yet again, although this time the phrase came out in more of a shuddering exhale as Atobe's fingers, so familiar to him by now but still incredibly exciting every time, curled around his length and stroked him lightly from base to tip.

"If you are aware of the circumstances, then there is obviously no reason we should delay this any further, is there?"

Atobe was smirking, oh, Ryoma could tell he was simply from his tone, even if he was gazing upwards and his vision was almost completely obstructed by the blinding fluorescent lighting. By all means, the light should have hurt his head horribly, but the pain was slowly dwindling away and he found it was easier to keep his eyes open and focus on something rather than close them and be lost to the sensations Atobe's expert touch was giving him.

...Though, that decision was rendered obsolete as Atobe's other hand snuck underneath him and he felt not one, but two fingers slide smoothly into him, and Ryoma was just about to ask how the hell Atobe had been able to get out the lubrication that fast when fuck, the fingers crooked inside him and brushed against that spot just as Atobe's thumb circled roughly around the tip of his cock and yes, he was completely lost now. There were sounds along with the white light and the hypersensitive feelings now, and he knew that the sounds were definitely coming from out of his own mouth, but he wasn't sure if they were swears or repeated cries of Atobe's name or perhaps just a series of incoherent moans and gasps.

"Louder, Ryoma." The soft command could have been easily ignored by Ryoma, were it not for the fact that accompanying it was a breath of warm air blowing over his erection; Atobe had apparently gotten down on his knees, and the thought alone sent shivers up Ryoma's spine. He was not, however, going to obey like a good little boy, not without at least some argument first, however short-lived it would most likely end up being.

"M-Make... me," Ryoma panted, both regretful and grateful that he had made the taunt after Atobe let out a small chuckle and obliged, replacing the fingers on Ryoma's cock with his mouth and abruptly taking it in until the tip touched the back of his throat. Ryoma bit down on his tongue in an attempt to resist crying out, refusing to acquiesce that quickly. "That's – oh, fuck..." he breathed, as Atobe sucked back up and slid the edge of his sharp – more than just verbally, evidently – tongue along the slit. "Is that... all you... have?" He figured he should probably shut up sometime soon, as the question was immediately followed by Atobe's fingers rubbing back and forth against his prostate with increasing pressure and he predicted he would lose all ability for coherent speech if this continued, but if – oh dear god – if this resulted from just a few smart quips, he wondered what exactly would happen if he said – "You still have lots to work on, Monkey King."

Atobe scraped his teeth against the side of Ryoma's length roughly. "O-Oi! Keigo!" gasped Ryoma with a pained whimper, but the rest of the haughty protest died on the tip of his tongue as Atobe ran over the spot soothingly with his tongue, and Ryoma was sure it wasn't humanly possible to actually lick with amusement, but it definitely felt like he was. "Idiot," he muttered under his breath, though it didn't have quite the biting effect he'd intended it to, because after that momentary shock of pain had thrown Ryoma back into reality, he was now all-too-aware of Atobe's fingers stroking the inside of him at a quickening pace, while the fingers of Atobe's other hand were teasingly gliding across his balls, while Atobe's tongue was doing positively wicked things to his cock and holy fuck, how had Ryoma not been aware before that his egotistical boyfriend could multitask so – damn – well?

Then, before the rhetorical question was even able to be fully considered, he felt the muscles in his abdomen contract and the small twinges of regret at how soon it was all over were shoved aside in favour of feelings of pure ecstasy, and Ryoma cried out loudly as he came, giving in to Atobe's previous command at last and tearing his eyes away from the ceiling only to have them meet Atobe's heated gaze, as he slowly withdrew his fingers from inside Ryoma and pulled his mouth off his cock with a... smirk. Oh, that was it. Ryoma was definitely going to get revenge... maybe after he finished collapsing, that was, as the back of his head – and amazingly, miraculously, it was completely free of any sort of ache now – hit the wall with a soft thud and he slowly slid, panting, down to the floor, utterly spent.

After several seconds, when Ryoma finally managed to catch his breath, collect his thoughts and regain some form of his composure, the first thing he noticed when he looked up was the clock displaying the time in glowing blue digits, hovering innocently just above the doorway.

"...Oh. Shit."

"Really, Ryoma," drawled Atobe, from where he was cleaning off his fingers with a silk handkerchief. "It's understandable that I could drive you to such a level of awe that all coherency is lost even afterwards, but I fail to see how that kind of language is –"

"I'm going to miss the flight," mumbled Ryoma, feeling a little helpless as he realized his legs barely had enough strength in them to move, never mind support his weight if he tried to stand. An attempt that resulted in him merely sliding the two inches back down to the floor again proved him right. "The plane is leaving in ten minutes. I only meant to visit for a while because I wanted to see you before I left."

"That certainly explains what you were doing when you decided to show up in my office at eleven at night without any prior notice. I imagine Tezuka isn't going to be all that pleased with you," commented Atobe dryly. If he felt any sort of sympathy, he didn't show it. And to think, Ryoma was going to miss his flight just because he'd wanted to spend time with him. Bastard. "We'll manage, however. I will call my pilot and tell him to prepare the jet to –"

"...Did you press another button?" interrupted Ryoma, his mutinous train of thought halting abruptly as he became aware of the faint hum of the motors from beneath him.

Something in Atobe's expression said that no, he hadn't. It also said that he was not very happy with having been interrupted twice in the span of two minutes. The annoyed frown faded, however, as he glanced up at the floor number above the clock, which was rapidly changing from six to five to four. The elevator had continued the descent, apparently all on its own, and they were going to reach the first floor in less than ten seconds.

And Ryoma was still lying flushed and half-undressed on the floor.

"Shit," said Ryoma again, eloquently, and because Atobe was obviously the only one clearheaded enough at the moment to act, he pulled Ryoma's boxers and shorts back up his legs and around his hips deftly, just in time as the elevator came to a jolting stop and Ryoma's head knocked against the wall painfully. He closed his eyes with a soft groan, and an automated, cool female voice came on over the intercom, accompanied by an excessively cheerful bell chime.

"Main lobby."

He registered Atobe sighing with mild exasperation and picking him up off the floor and again into his arms, just as the swooshing sound of the doors opening met his ears.

"...Echizen."

Ryoma's eyes shot open at the instantly recognizable voice. He stared up at Tezuka with wide eyes, torn between offering up a string of apologies and making up some sort of witty remark, all as he attempted to contain the sudden bubble of laughter threatening to escape from his throat. Oh, this was... it had to be priceless.

"B-Buchou."

Tezuka's eyes swept over Ryoma's guilty, ruffled appearance, then over Atobe's composed one, before taking in the scene as a whole. It was quite clear what had gone on in that elevator – at least, there was now an explanation as to why it had taken so long for it to arrive – and memories of encountering similar situations, all equally unsettling, rose in the forefront of his mind.

It was no surprise to him that Ryoma had made the careless decision to seek Atobe out before their departure, which was why he had thought to check at this building when Ryoma had failed to show up at the airport, but, really... in an elevator? He reminded himself to have a long talk with Ryoma on the plane about etiquette in publicly accessible areas. Not that it would do any good – it seemed Tezuka influenced Ryoma less and less the more time the young pillar spent with Atobe, a fact he didn't really know what to think of – but it would not be for lack of trying.

He shut his eyes tightly and raised a hand to his forehead, knowing his head was soon to be plagued with the beginnings of a migraine.

"Ah, Tezuka." Atobe's amused voice met his ears, entirely unwelcome to Tezuka's mind, which was filled enough of torturous mental images without the additional goading. Atobe was truly a merciless soul. "You wouldn't happen to have a headache as well, would you?"

Ryoma choked.

"Nn," said Tezuka, unwilling to open his eyes and see Atobe's expression, with his lips doubtlessly curved into a smirk. "If you don't mind, Atobe, Echizen and I will be heading to the airport now to see if we can still manage to catch the flight to –"

"That will not be necessary," cut in Atobe smoothly. "We'll be returning to the estate and boarding my private jet."

"'We'?" repeated Tezuka tiredly, not all that sure if he had heard correctly through the dull pounds going on in his head.

"We," confirmed Atobe, and Tezuka hadn't known it was even possible to sound that smug with a single word. "It has been a while since I have attended the French Open, after all, and a vacation is much needed and deserved. Not to mention, you will also be able to enjoy the luxury of my presence for a week. Isn't that right, Tezuka?"

Tezuka opened his eyes and gazed at Atobe with something akin to utter horror.

Ryoma gave up. He laughed.

[OLD] HP + KKM Recs

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This is a list of some of my favourite fics. Lots will be 'famous' ones that you've probably already read, but there will be several that you might not have heard of before.

Below is a legend, used to judge the quality of the fic (in my personal opinion - of course, you probably think differently than I do, so don't let the boxes sway you too much). I've also colour-coded them by the various houses of Fiction Alley. Green is Schnoogle (novel-length/general), red is Astronomy Tower (romance), yellow is Riddikulus (humor/parody), and blue is The Dark Arts (angst/darkfics). The ones actually hosted on FA are rather obvious by the name in the links (of which are hidden behind the level-of-recommendation boxes), but the offsite ones (FF.Net, Skyehawke, etc.) are coloured by the genre the fic was put in. :)

Of course, I couldn’t have found all of these fics without others recommending at least some of them, so, among others, I must thank essawkward, social_retard86, crabbegirl, and kurla88, whom most of you know as the master-reccer of diamond-in-the-rough H/D fanfiction. :)

[1] - Recommended in General
[1][2] - Strongly Recommended in General
[1][2][3] - Highly Recommended/Favourite

Last edited May 21st, 2006
Total fic count: 109

HP - Chaptered
HP - One-Shots
Kyou Kara Maou

Harry Potter - Chaptered

COM - Complete
WIP - Work In Progress (incomplete)
*** - Unknown (varying updates)

COM Adunatio - Vixenette (R, S/R, romance)
[1][2]
Remus is happily going through his Seventh year at Hogwarts, until he suddenly finds himself 'Melded' to Sirius for a week...
literally. Sleeping in the same bed, taking a shower together, trying to do schoolwork...Remus is having a hard time
of it, until his feelings slowly change.

COM All Bets Are Off - Allegra (R, H/D, romance/humor)
[1][2][3]
I am SICK of Good-little-innocent!Harry... Enter Playboy!Harry and his Overinflated Ego, a challenge, a bet, a couple
of Really Cunning Plans - and there you have it, "Forty days and forty nights", Hogwarts style. Mayhem ensues! Warning:
judicious use of Emphatic Capital Letters and idiotic one-liners.

WIP All's Fair - Sputzo (PG-13 to R, H/D, humor/romance)
[1][2]
Harry is bored: Voldemort is dead, Ron and Hermione are in blissful love and even Hedwig is ignoring him. What to
do? Declare war on Draco, of course!

COM Angels and Devils - Beren (R, H/D, romance)
[1][2]
Harry defeated Voldemort: his act of heroism is famous throughout the wizarding world. He’s trying to finish his final
year at Hogwarts in peace, but something peculiar is happening to him, something he never would have expected. It's all
rather embarrassing and making his life very complicated.

COM Animus - Isolde13 (R, H/D, angst/romance)
[1]
Harry has defeated Voldemort, but he did not leave the battle unscathed. Along comes Draco, who is working as a
prostitute in Muggle London...

WIP The Anti-Angst Movement - Di-chan (PG-13, H/D, romance/humor)
[1][2][3]
A collection of related ficlets demoting angst and promoting fluff : join Di-chan and her band of miscellaneous muses in
their quest of attacking well-known (and not so well-known) H/D clichés and presenting them in a new anti-angst, pro-fluff
debut of romance and hilarity!

COM A Gryffindor and a Slytherin - furiosity (M, H/D, romance/suspense)
[1][2]
The second war against Voldemort has begun. One sunny September afternoon, Draco Malfoy overhears Harry Potter confess
something deeply personal. Does that change anything?

COM A Slytherin in Gryffindor's Clothing - Mahaliem (R, H/D, general)
[1][2][3]
Draco hits his head and wakes to find himself in another world where he's a Gryffindor and Harry Potter is a
Slytherin.

COM Beautiful World - Cinnamon (R, H/D, angst)
[1][2][3]
Draco is afraid of living and Harry is afraid of dying, but sometimes the choice isn't offered. Draco's got to learn what it
is to really live, while showing Harry how beautiful the world really is when you're not too scared to see it.

COM Beneath You - Cinnamon (H/D, general)
[1][2][3]
Draco had no idea that the repercussions of stealing Potter's journal and shoving it down the back of his trousers would
be so extreme. Featuring nefarious plots, the mating rituals of Slytherins, double-crossing spells, Ron/Pansy, and
Draco/Harry.

COM Beyond the Veil - Helene (G, S/R, drama/general)
[1][2][3]
Trapped in a world where he can be neither seen nor heard, Sirius Black struggles to communicate to his friends that he
may not be as dead as they think he is... and that something dreadful lurks beyond the veil.

COM The Chariot - Karina4 (PG-13, H/D, angst/romance)
[1]
Harry and Draco are back in the sixth year and as the saying goes....You never know what's round the
corner....

WIP Checkmate - Naadi Moonfeather (PG-13, H/D, romance)
[1][2][3]
Draco thinks of the perfect plan to get Harry Potter. But is it seduction - or betrayal - he has in mind?

WIP Doppelganger - Krystiana (R, H/D, general)
[1][2]
(or read it here at her own site)
Harry sees himself in a mirror with a green towel. Draco is nice to him one second, and his typical self the next. What
does it all mean?

COM Draco By Trial - Thrintje (PG-13, H/D, mystery/romance)
[1][2][3]
Harry and Draco were friends, closer than some people thought was healthy. Everything seemed to go wrong at once,
and now Draco is on trial for murder. Nobody knows what really happened between the two boys except Draco, and now
he has no choice but to tell his story.

COM Draco In Darkness - Plumeria (PG-13, H/D, drama/romance)
[1][2][3]
Following an accident in his seventh year, Draco loses his eyesight. At first he completely withdraws, avoiding any hint
of pity, as well as any assistance; he is determined to succeed on his own. But after Harry elbows his way into Draco's dark
world, both boys find themselves in a strange new friendship, and they each learn new ways to see each other ... and
themselves.

WIP The Draco Trilogy - Cassandra Claire (PG-13, H/Hr, D/Hr, D/G,
action/adventure)
[1][2]
1. Draco Dormiens: When an accident in Potions class turns Harry into Draco and Draco into Harry, each is
trapped playing the part of the other. Romance, mistaken identities, Really Cunning Plans, evil bake sales, a love triangle,
and snogs galore.
2. Draco Sinister: When Hermione is kidnapped, Harry and Draco must team up to rescue her from a
thousand-year-old evil that threatens the entire wizarding world. Cursed demon swords, love potions, time travel,
dementors, flying dragons, Draco wears leather, and everybody dies at least once. Except when they don't.
3. Draco Veritas: The sequel to Draco Sinister, featuring winter at Hogwarts, snogging, Quidditch, mysterious
things and Rhysenn Malfoy.

COM Draco Dexter - The Teenage Witches (R, various pairings, parody)
[1][2]
Hold on to your burritos, folks: it's gonna get messy. Sex. Draco. Sex. Harry. Sex. Narcissa. And just who is Boris the
sailor from Brighton?

WIP Dragon Tamer - Jennavere (PG-13, H/D, humor)
[1]
To avoid an arranged marriage, Draco gets Harry to be his boyfriend. Outrageously shallow plot? Check.
Superstar!Harry and Draco behaving badly? You bet. Absolute mayhem and craziness? Oh yes. Pack your compass,
because it’s a wild ride.

COM Eclipse - PhoenixSong (PG-13, H/D, action/adventure/angst)
[1][2][3]
"You're dead, Potter... I'm going to make you pay..."
Draco swore his revenge on Harry for Lucius's imprisonment, and Harry all but laughed at him. But Draco is planning
more than schoolyard pranks this time. The old rivalry turns deadly when Draco abducts Harry for Voldemort. It's the
perfect plan, guaranteeing revenge, power, and prestige, all in one blow. But, when Draco’s world turns upside down, the
fight to save himself and Harry begins, and the battle will take them both through hell and back. If they come back.
Harry/Draco slash, Post-OotP.

COM Finer Than Spring - lashajayne</i> (R, H/D, romance)
[1][2][3]
A Post-HBP Harry/Draco novel, WIP
Wherein Harry takes a prisoner, enemies are more valuable than friends, and seduction is the weapon that could win the
war..

COM Full Spectrum - Olivia Lupin (R, H/D, romance)
[1][2][3]
Draco Malfoy makes a very difficult decision prior to returning to Hogwarts for his sixth year, placing him on a path in
life that he hadn't expected.
Following this path leads him to make other decisions, some of which involve Harry Potter...as the two boys work through
their complicated history and build a working relationship, they come to a number of realizations--about loyalty, family,
and each other.
Backstory to Shades of Grey.

WIP Guys Night In - Crabbegirl (PG-13, S/B, H/D, humor/romance) |sequel to
Heads I Like Him, Tails I Love Him|
[1][2][3]
What would happen if our favorite Hogwarts boys held a slumber party of their own? Bickering, laughs, raunchy
exchanges and a few revelations.

WIP Harry Potter and the Parliament of Dreams - Myr (R, H/D, various
pairings, general)
[1][2]
This is a long SLASH novel of Harry's fifth year. It picks up at end of GOF. Mostly PG-13-rated, some R. HPDM,
PWJF-F, SFCC, Also has Ron/Hermione and a lot of the Weasley Twins. All Characters get a bit of spotlight.

*** Harry Potter Parodies - Silver Phoenix25 (PG, parody [lyke, duh])
[1][2][3]
COM Harry Potter and Some Sorcerer’s Rock
COM Harry Potter and the Chamberpot of Secrets
COM Harry Potter and the Prisoner of a Cabana
WIP Harry Potter and the Omelette of Desire
A collection of unbelievably funny parodies of the books, along with hilarious references to North American pop
culture.
DA’s Note: Just in case you don't know: When you go to the above link, the links to the stories will appear. D
o NOT click them (it won't work). Right-click for the drop-down and select "Save Link As..." and it will be available in
PDF format on your hard drive. :)

COM Heads I Like Him, Tails I Love Him - Crabbegirl (PG-13, S/B, H/D,
humor/romance)
[1][2][3]
Seamus Finnigan wants to make Valentine's day romantic and special for his sweetheart. But is this possible when his
sweetheart is a Slytherin?

WIP The Hermit - Karina4 (PG-13, H/D, angst/romance) |sequel to The
Chariot|
[1]
Draco realises that sometimes in life, all one can do is wait...

*** Honeyduke's Luxury Selection - Frances Potter (NC-17, H/D, smut)
Chocolate Frogs ~ [1][2]
Lollipops ~ [1][2]
Candyfloss ~ [1][2]
Chocolates ~ [1][2]
A collection of very sweet H/D smutlets by the renowned Frances Potter.

*** How To Shag Your Most Hated Enemy And Still Feel Alright About It, You Know,
Morally Speaking - stellabelle (R, H/D, parody/romance)
[1][2]
”So I'm bored. And I got this idea, like a month ago, right, that I should just start randomly posting this serial fic
wherein there is lots of shagging, and nerdy boys, and stuff. It's a parody, I guess, but mostly just of the lame-ass ideas that
run through my mind. So can you make a parody of yourself? Um. I don't know if this will have 2 parts or, like 48, y'know.
And also, I'm seeing how long I can go while including as little plot as possible. So, with that said, here is the first
installment. Because I am retarded like that.”

WIP If You've A Ready Mind - Maya (PG-13, H/D, general)
[1][2][3]
Maya. Ravenclaw!Draco. 'Nuff said.

WIP Immortalitas Aestas - Merin (PG-13, H/D, romance/angst)
[1][2][3]
There has been a heat spell cast on Hogwarts. In between trying to counteract that, fight Voldemort, and keep up in
classes, Harry and Draco still manage to find time to fall for each other.

WIP In Memory I - Becka (R, H/D, general)
[1][2]
What if someone followed Hagrid the night he delivered Harry to the Dursleys? How would Harry's life have been
different?

COM Irresistible Poison - Rhysenn (PG-13, H/D, romance/angst)
[1][2][3]
Under the influence of a love potion, Draco learns that poison doesn't always bring death -- there are other ways to
suffer and live. Chemical emotion runs feverish as Harry and Draco discover the intoxication of love.

COM Laocoon's Children - Sam Vimes (R, S/R, action/adventure/general)
|sequel to Stealing Harry|
[1][2][3]
Ten years ago, Lucius Malfoy got to Peter Pettigrew before Sirius could, and the universe changed.
Sirius spent years watching from a distance, until one day, when Harry was eight, he took Harry from the Dursleys.
After two years in hiding, Harry returned to the Wizarding world to attend Hogwarts, only to find himself once more at risk
-- once more facing Peter Pettigrew, who would like nothing better than to see Harry dead in the service of resurrecting
Voldemort.
Follow Harry and his friends -- brave Neville, clever Padma, and shy Draco -- as they are caught up in the battle for
dominance between the Order and the Death Eaters.

COM Left My Heart - Emma Grant (NC-17,H/D, romance/drama)
[1][2][3]
Auror Draco Malfoy has disappeared, and Harry Potter has been sent to San Francisco to find him.

COM Lost and Found - Courteney (PG-13, H/D, mystery/drama/romance)
|sequel to The Whole Nine Yards|
[1]
It is two years since Daniel was born and Harry has been missing for almost as long. This is the story of how Harry and
Draco find their way back to each other - both physically and emotionally.

WIP Lost and Found - Arra (R, S/R, romance/angst)
[1][2]
One used to be the bully, the other the victim. But now that they've found one another, there's still more standing in their
way of happiness than just each other.

WIP Love Under Will - Aja (PG-13, H/D, romance/angst)
[1][2]
In their 5th year, Harry and Draco choose to be with one another; but the story--and the battle-- is just
beginning...

COM Metamorous - RagnarokSkurai (R, H/D, angst/romance)
[1][2][3]
Draco's now a spy, but the price may be more then he, and Harry, can pay. After all, who wants to pretend to be in love
with their enemy? But what happens when you fall for an act? What's left when all the lies you've surrounded yourself with
become truth?

COM Never End Till We’re Dust - furiosity (PG-13 to
NC-17, H/D, drama/romance)
[1][2]
This is a story about mistakes, trust, and maybe even second chances.

COM Oscillate Wildly - V.G. Marks (R, H/D, angst/romance)
[1][2][3]
After a particularly gruelling Occlumency session, Harry practically comes apart at the seams and finds himself living
partway between two lives. One is his life at Hogwarts. In the other, he's been in a mental institution for the better part of
six years. What happens when Harry realises his whole life may be one elaborate fantasy?

COM Per Solum Lacuna: By Words Alone - Wintermoon and Azhure (R, H/D,
general)
[1][2][3]
A set of enchanted journals bring solace to two very unlikely lost souls. Whoever said the art of penmanship was lost?
This is a wizarding twist on the old fashioned art of correspondence (or the modern art of Internet chatting). What will
happen when the mystery writers finally discover the identity of their counterpart? Join this star crossed pair as they
obliviously chat to each other; along the way learning about life and love. Find out what will happen when their own
voyages of self discovery lead them to the most unlikely of places. This is eventual HP/DM, but there are other pairings for
the protagonists along their journey.

WIP Resolution - Frances Potter (R, H/D, romance/angst/action/adventure)
[1][2][3]
res•o•lu•tion, noun -- solving of doubts, problems, questions etc. The Concise Oxford Dictionary
When you've spent six years fighting evil, all you really want is a quiet time. But when your name is Harry Potter the
chances of that are very slim. Exams, friends, lovers, enemies, Quidditch, birthdays, the war and Draco all conspire to make
Harry's final six months very, very complicated and the end of term a long way off.

COM The Road Home - Blanche Malfoy (H/D, romance/angst)
[1][2][3]
It's Draco's and Harry's fifth year at Hogwarts and Draco finally admits his feelings for Harry. Now he will do anything
to protect Harry from Voldemort.

COM Ruses - Empress of the Eclipse (R, H/D, angst)
[1][2][3]
After his father challenges him, Draco ends up inviting Harry to his house for the summer. But what SHOULD have
been a fairly harmless visit goes horribly wrong and leads to tragedy. Harry/Draco with snippets of Lucius/Harry.
WRITTEN BEFORE OOTP!

COM Seamus is Seamus and You are Yourself - Ari Munami (PG-13, H/D,
humor/romance)
[1][2]
Harry goes through some er... changes in his Sixth Year and everyone, including Draco Malfoy, sits up and takes
notice.

WIP Sixteen Candles - Polme Black (H/D, general)
[1][2]
What if you were granted one wish - anything you wanted, with no strings attached? On his sixteenth birthday, Harry is
transferred to a world he has always dreamed of; a world where the lives of his parents are very much a reality. He doesn't
know how and he doesn't know why, all he knows is that things finally start to make sense once more.

COM Starts With A Spin - Maxine (R to NC-17, H/D,
romance/smut/humor)
[1][2][3]
It started with the spin of a bottle, and now Harry and Draco have gotten themselves so far into their own game there's
almost no way out again. Except to keep playing.

COM Stealing Harry - Sam Vimes (R, S/R, action/adventure/general)
[1][2][3]
Stealing Harry grabs canon by the throat and disembowls it. If Lucius Malfoy got to Peter Pettigrew before Sirius
could, Sirius would be a bookshop owner, Remus would have a steady job, and one day, when Harry Potter was
eight-and-a-half years old, they might kidnap him from the Dursleys...

COM Surrender the Grey - Emma Grant (NC-17, H/D,
romance/general) |sequel to Left My Heart|
[1][2][3]
Draco Malfoy returns to London after five years of self-imposed exile to start a new life with Harry. But will the secrets
of the past destroy everything they've worked for?

WIP Sympathize With Me - vinacross/halfbloodcross (PG-13,
H/D, angst/romance)
[1][2]
In which Sectumsempra is regretted.

WIP Take Me Home - Blanche Malfoy (R, H/D, romance/angst) |sequel to
The Road Home|
[1][2]
It's Draco's and Harry's sixth year and they'll have to deal with their love for each other, their parents' sins and
Voldemort's terrible plans.

COM Tempus Fugit - Poison Pen (R, H/D, romance)
[1][2]
A monumental cock-up in Potions means that Harry and Draco have more to contend with than mutual enmity. A
journey of discovery, self-reflection and love.

COM Threadbare - Marine Galdeone (R, H/D, angst/drama)
[1][2]
Two months into his seventh year, Harry's body is ravaged, his soul debauched, and his will to live worn thin. The
strength he has relied on for years abandons him, and he is left torn. Broken. Draco Malfoy is determined to fix him, but if
only he knew how...

COM Time Out Of Place - Cosmic (R, H/D, general)
[1][2][3]
Harry wakes up with a throbbing head, but he soon realizes that a headache is the last thing he has to worry about.
Suddenly, he is thrown into a world that is much like his own -- yet at the same time very different. Visions, Voldemort,
potions, poison, fun, adventure and romance follow. And what part does Draco play in it all?

COM Truly, Madly, Deeply - Courteney (R, H/D, romance)
[1][2][3]
Harry and Draco have been together for about a year when our story starts. The entire school has been aware of their
relationship for almost as long. Now in their seventh year, with Voldemort out of the way, they only have to decide what
they are going to do after graduation...if they can just stop arguing about it first!

COM Underwater Light - Maya (PG-13, H/D, drama)
[1][2][3]
Featuring an extremely depressed Harry, in a war-torn wizarding world, about to get the shock of his life when he
discovers that Draco Malfoy is slightly more important to him than he would have ever guessed. Including a very odd
friendship, lots of angst, suspicions, conflicted loyalties, clueless Ron, on-the-warpath Hermione and two very messed-up
boys.

COM Unthinkable Thoughts - Aidan Lynch (R, H/D, romance/angst)
[1][2][3]
When Harry and Draco first met in Madam Malkin's robe shop, neither of them could have anticipated how much
loathing and mistrust would follow. But one day in their fifth year something happens which forces Harry and Draco to
reconsider exactly what such abhorrence is founded on. Little by little, each of them is overwhelmed by Unthinkable
Thoughts, and they begin the voyage that takes them from their safe harbours of deep suspicion well out into uncharted
waters. And the more they discover, the more the realise that things can never be the same again!

COM The Vampire Malfoy - SilverDove (PG, gen, angst)
[1][2][3]
When Draco suddenly quits the Quidditch team, Harry is in shock. But Draco is hiding a terrible secret that no one
understands...except Harry.

COM The Very Secret LiveJournals - Arrmaitee (R, various pairings,
humor/parody)
[1][2]
SLASH! PARODY! These raunchy journal entries expose the burning, secret thoughts and desires of Hogwarts’
sex-crazed students and staff! Warning: contains excessive references to Harry’s eyes, Draco’s cherry, Wood’s panties,
Vaseline, rope, cold showers, kinky leather goodies, and a virgin sacrifice for Uncle Voldie!

WIP Voices of Wizards - Katie of Gryffindor (PG-13, H/D, R/Hr,
romance/humor)
[1]
To take the Hogwarts students' minds off the rise of You-Know-Who, the teachers institute a singing contest. Who'll
sing? Who'll win?

COM Welcome to the Real World - IamtheLizardQueen (“M” in FF.Net
ratings, H/D, romance/drama)
[1][2][3]
In the aftermath of the war, Harry is living in Muggle-London, and when Draco needs a place to hide...

WIP When Opposites Attract - Katie of Gryffindor ("M" in FF.Net ratings, H/D,
R/Hr, C/G, romance/drama)
[1][2][3]
Harry knows Draco's bad news. Draco knows Harry's too much of a goodie-goodie. What happens when they start to
care?

COM The Whole Nine Yards - Courteney (R, H/D, romance/humor [Mpreg
warning]) |sequel to Truly, Madly, Deeply|
[1]
It is It is five years since the gang have graduated. Harry and Draco are teaching at Hogwarts and are joined by some of
their friends. This story is deliberately fluffy with a bit of angst thrown in for good measure. Enjoy!

COM Windfallen - Cinnamon (R, H/D, drama)
[1][2][3]
A new Unforgivable is spreading like wildfire and only Harry Potter is immune to its power, and only he can soothe its
effects. When Draco is hit by the curse and left for dead by his own side, a misguided sense of duty compels Harry to care
for him, and in doing so, he learns more than he ever thought possible about nightmares, hatred, love, and above all, the
true nature of forgiveness. Harry/Draco, semi-consensual Charlie/Harry, Ginny/Lucius, and Ron/Ginny. Post-Hogwarts,
post OotP, and very dark.

COM Written in the Stars - Dawnatello & Luna ("M" in FF.Net ratings, S/R,
romance/humor)
[1][2][3]
A debate about astrology leads to some daring pranks and some very interesting discoveries.

Harry Potter - One-Shots

All His Saints - Setissma (R, H/D, humor/romance)
[1][2][3]
It was eleven o’clock when Harry heard the knock on the door. He very nearly didn't answer.

Beware the Fury of a Patient Man - breed (“T” in FF.Net ratings, H/D [?]),
general/romance)
[1]
Another holiday fic. Harry scowls, Draco seethes, and Ron is, well, Ron.

Blond Misconceptions - Fiera316 (R, H/Z, H/D, romance)
[1][2]
Zacharias wants Harry. But Harry has always wanted the worst things for him. Features a bit of randomness,
clueless(for the most part)!Zacharias, a corruptive Seamus, club-goer!Harry, Bitchy-but-Not!Cho, and the main reason
why Harry should NOT see Zacharias as the "Draco-Lite".

Cats, Rats, and History Class: A Harry Potter Movie Parody - KaciJaBeth (R,
gen, parody)
[1]
A parody of the first Harry Potter movie.

Classic Stigma - Nepenthe (PG-13, H/D, drama/romance)
[1][2]
The last battle with Voldemort has left a huge scar on Harry...not mentally, but physically. Already with a low
self-esteem over his apperance, these adding scars on his body makes him very uncomfortable ... especially around his
boyfriend, Draco Malfoy. Knowing that Draco will want to take their relationship a step further, Harry must accept himself
and hope Draco will do the same for their relationship to continue.

The Day Harry Potter Woke Up and Decided He Was In Love - Doppelganger
(PG-13, H/D, romance/humor)
[1][2]
Yo man my name's Harry
and I'm in love
Follow my day
drenched in fluff
Now no one knows who I'd like to kiss
but read and laugh as they guess
and miss!

Expeditions on the Nile - rambling procrastinator (M, AS/S, romance/humor)
[1][2]
Albus Severus Potter doesn't know it, but the Sorting Hat is to blame for the events of a significant portion of his life.
It's a sly, old hat after all. Sometimes, though, he suspects the fault might lie with Scorpius.

For The Birds - blythely (G, H/D, Hedwig/Quetzal, romance/humor)
[1][2]
Even watching them makes him feel like a voyeur. It's a private moment, Draco thinks, but it's just... riveting.
He's riveted. Leans against the cloister, freezing cold stone, and keeps watching.

Friend Like Me - LadyVader (NC-17, H/D, romance)
[1][2][3]
Draco's rendition of the love story that never was.

From the Blood - Mysticalsoul (PG-13, H/D, romance)
[1]
Draco and Harry have a secret. Using their creativity, they show the world that they don't have to be ashamed and that
the Lion and the Serpent can live together in peace and in love.

Getting Lucky - nakymaton (R, H/D, romance, PWP)
[1]
As a wise philosopher once said, "You can't always get what you want, but if you try sometime, you just might find that
you get what you need."

Harry's Chocolate - Janey (PG, H/D, action/adventure/humor)
[1][2]
Draco likes chocolate. Draco likes chocolate a lot. So when Harry was in the hospital wing alone with his tons of
chocolate from adoring fans, Draco couldnt help but want to pay him a visit. However, there were many problems with this.
Find out what these are, how Draco overcomes them and if he gets Harry's chocolate. With appearances from most of the
favourite Hogwarts cast.
DA's Note: *to MSN group* This ficlet bears a funny resemblance to our parody RRs and
RPs!

Helpless - Armelle Madeline (PG, H/D, angst)
[1]
Where Azkaban is like death to a Malfoy, and throwing rocks at a Giant Squid is a perfect way of dealing with it.
Unfortunately, a Potter does -not- think so, and when you try and prevent a Malfoy from standing upon his dignity, you are
helpless.

in the closet - Michi M. Chu (R, H/D, drama/romance)
[1][2]
Ron needs to see a psychiatrist, Ginny's paranoid, and Harry’s in denial…

Irritant Relief - dark_eyed_amy (PG, H/D, H/R, romance)
[1]
Harry loved a certain person more than he thought possible. He still does. This person does not want to know, so Harry
is bitter. His main form of release is flying, where Malfoy turns up: "Fancy a game, Potter?"

It Was A Thursday - Serenitas ("M" in FF.Net ratings, H/D, romance)
[1][2]
I needed experience and that meant a Slytherin. I needed discretion, for if word got out I'd be forever shamed. I needed
someone I would never forget. I chose Draco Malfoy.

Lettered - pir8fancier (NC-17, H/D, romance/humor)
[1][2]
Draco and his love affair with his quill.

Letter To A Dead Man - nassima (G [optionally NC-17], S/R, angst)
[1][2]
Comic: Remus writes a letter to Sirius.

The Man in Draco’s Bed - Cyane Snape (R, H/D, humor [Mpreg warning])
[1][2]
Lucius is hysterical…actually he would rather be dead. Draco has arrived at Malfoy Manor just in time for the
Christmas Holidays…with his new husband, Harry Potter-Malfoy. The Malfoy Code of Honor™ demands that Lucius
protect his new son-in-law and Voldemort is coming for Christmas dinner!

Midnight Snack - Katie of Gryffindor ("T" in FF.Net ratings, H/D, humor)
[1]
After a long night of Quidditch practice, a snack is necessary. But he gets more than he bargained for.

My December - Nanashichan ("K+" in FF.Net ratings, H/D, romance)
[1]
This is a fluff fic between Draco and Harry wherin they meet on the Quidditch Pitch late Christmas Eve. Warnings are
a lot of sap and a little bit of angst.

Never Second Best - Mad_McSutton (R, H/R, H/D, angst)
[1][2][3]
For Ron, living in Harry's shadow is one thing. Playing second fiddle to Malfoy, though, is something he'll never, ever
do.

Of Black Leather and My Boyfriend - StevieMalfoy (PG-13, H/D,
humor/romance)
[1][2]
Ever wondered what a day in the life of Draco Malfoy would be like? Black leather and his boyfriend pretty much sum
it all up! But if that's not detailed enough for you add in a little vanity, a lot of witty comments, and some unabashed
snogging and you have the jist of it! Step into the mind of Draco Malfoy...a very, very scary place to be...

Ooh, Something Shiny - Cinnamon (PG, H/D, humor)
[1][2][3]
Stalked through the dungeons by a wild beanbag chair, Draco and Harry have no choice but to come to terms with their
differences and work together to survive. Featuring sharp, pointy rocks of doom, rabid furniture, drunken mops, and kisses
in broom closets.

Pink Sugar Demon’s Ficlets - Pink Sugar Demon (PG to PG-13, H/D, humor)
[1][2][3]
Various humorous first-person ficlets from the POVs of both Harry and Draco.

Simply Scandalous - Di-chan ("T" in FF.Net ratings, H/D, humor/drama)
[1]
Wow! Did you see that? Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter! And -- WHOA! Harry Potter is wearing... oh, my! That
scandalous little...!

Silver - Michi M. Chu (R, H/D, drama/romance) |Prequel to in the closet|
[1]
I'll love you forever ... but that never lasts very long.

Snakes and Ladders - Alvira (PG-13, H/D, romance/drama)
[1][2][3]
Sixteen years after he last clapped eyes on the Boy Who Lived To Be A Thorn In Draco Malfoy's Side, Draco is filling
Snape's old shoes with aplomb. History, though, has a nasty habit of repeating itself, and Draco has his comfortable
existance turned topsy-turvy with the appearance at Hogwarts of Harry's son, who turns out to be able disrupt Draco's life
with as much competency as his father.

Snapshots of the Moon - Miss Puppylove (PG, S/R, romance/angst/general)
[1][2]
The longest one-shot in the history of the world, concerning Sirius, Remus, childhood, Hogwarts, and not really
growing up.

Something Impossible - Cassandra Claire (???, H/D, humor/romance)
[1][2][3]
[No summary available? Oh well, you've probably read it before, anyway. *shrugs*]

Staircase - Cat Samwise (PG, H/D, drama/romance)
[1]
Ron goes to Harry's house warming party. But when he comes he finds who else, but Draco Malfoy sitting on the
staircase. What is he doing there?

Terminology - Andreas (R, H/D, humor/romance)
[1][2][3]
Draco learns what homosexual means, and that heterosexual isn't the insult he'd thought it was. Which ... complicates matters.

Those Magic Changes - Karma (PG-13, H/D, humor/romance)
[1]
When Ron finds out that Harry can sing, all hell breaks loose in Gryffindor House, resulting in bets, open-mic night,
and a mysterious House Unity Party hosted by, of all people, the Slytherins. Featuring Devious!Pansy, Reluctant!Draco
and a Very Confused Indeed!Harry. Pure fluff, and very slashy.

Tomorrow - November Snowflake (PG, H/D, angst/romance)
[1][2]
For Harry and Draco, the dawn is long in coming.

Troll in the Fandom - Arrmaitee (R, H/D, parody)
[1]
Harry Potter and his friends gather together to read an advance copy of Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince
when they receive news from a troll in the fandom about who is going to die.

The Unauthorized Goblet of Fire - Arrmaitee and Daylyn (R, slash, parody)
[1][2][3]
You've all seen the film several times. But for those of you craving an unauthorized, uncensored view of what really
happened during Harry's saucy, slashy fourth year at Hogwarts, read on...

Kyou Kara Maou

The Bishounen and the Beast - Jennavere (M, YxW, romance)
[1][2]
ONE-SHOT: In which Yuuri finally notices that his fiance is freaking hot, and Wolfram begins to fear for his,
uh...princely virtue.

Flying - Astra (PG, YxW, fluff)
[1]
ONE-SHOT: Wolfram returns to Blood Pledge Castle and a surprise.

Forgotten - Asha Crone (R, YxW, general/romance)
[1][2][3]
CHAPTERED: Wolfram gives up what is most valuable to him to save Yuuri's life. Yuuri really doesn't know how
to take that, especially when he finds out what it was. Yet in the end, can he do the same thing?

In Like a Lion - Ellie Biel (PG, YxW, humor)
[1]
ONE-SHOT: Because, honestly, neither Gwendal nor Konrad would have been stuck here in this dusty old trunk with
him. This sort of thing could only happen with Wolfram.

Jealousy - Jennavere (PG, YxW, humor/romance)
[1][2]
ONE-SHOT: Yuuri finally gets a taste of what it’s like to be the jealous one.

Slipping Away - Astra (R, YxW, angst)
[1][2]
ONE-SHOT: Wolfram has been kidnapped, but his rescue is only the beginning of the trouble.

The Sweetest Gift - PoisonAngel7 (PG, YxW, romance/sap)
[1]
ONE-SHOT: Yuuri and Wolfram share a sweet moment occasionally punctuated by shouting.

Wedding Preparations - Astra (NC-17, YxW, romance/sap)
[1][2]
ONE-SHOT: Before the wedding, Yuuri has to learn a few things.

So yeah. Enjoy! :)