Yuuta and Mizuki train with each other over the winter and find their way toward an understanding.
Hajime’s hands were cold.
He didn’t bother telling himself it was because they were playing outside in the dead of winter. He knew better, and he did try not to lie to himself, at least.
It’s graduation, and Mizuki’s intentions are finally unmistakable.
Yuuta supposed it was all sorts of good omens and stuff like that for the third years to graduate just as the sakura were blooming, but this year he felt just a little lost, watching the petals fall over everyone’s carefully pressed uniforms.
Yuuta lets himself be a little distracted by new things; his team notices; maybe Yuuta doesn’t care.
“Kaneda,” Yuuta growled, knowing he was more flushed than exercise could excuse, “they are betting on my personal life.”
Yuuta wants Kaneda to explain some facts of life to him.
“No.” Yuuta kicked the door shut behind him, because he really didn’t want the whole dorm hearing this. “I just… well I wondered… what it’s like. I mean what happens. When you… um.”
Watari finally succeeds in becoming a woman, and Tatsumi finally finds out why he wanted to so badly. And why Enma is so upset about it.
Watari—and he rather liked Yuma’s suggestion of Yutako, it was cute—was charmed by how courtly Tatsumi was suddenly being.
Watari finally succeeds in becoming a woman, and Tatsumi finally finds out why he wanted to so badly. And why Enma is so upset about it.
He suspected he’d get a lot worse than a docked paycheck if he was found out, but the tightness around Watari’s eyes and the tension of her mouth were more than he could ignore. He liked most of his co-workers, even when they were being idiots or breaking expensive things, but Watari…
Watari was the only one who laughed at him.
Mizuki and Yuuta have some pillow-talk about the ongoing tournaments and more about names.
Once he made up his mind to something, Yuuta had no self-consciousness Hajime had been able to discover, and he seemed perfectly content to lie in bed naked and discuss tennis while Hajime’s hands wandered over him.
Relena doesn’t like feeling helpless, and decides to do something about it.
Her earliest memory was of fire.
Mizuki comes to see Yuuta play; so does Fuji; a little silent competition ensues.
He’d never really taught Yuuta anything about managing people; he’d never had to.
Yuuta is down, after Nationals, and Mizuki prods him out of his end-of-the-world gloom.
Yuuta stopped short, looking out over St. Christopher’s courts, which they had come out at the back of. “Oh,” he said, very quietly, eyes wide.
A year and a half later, Mizuki and Yuuta have some more hot sex for very good reasons.
“So, I’m evil?” Hajime-san murmured against Yuuta’s shoulder, after a moment.
Yuuta laughed. “Yep. I like it that you are.” He tangled his fingers with Hajime-san’s and pulled his hand close to kiss the knuckles. “It’s fun.”
Set some time after the Semifinals match with Oujo and before the Christmas Bowl. Hiruma promises Takami he’ll keep winning. With sex.
Hiruma had to bend his head back and pull Takami down to kiss him. That was all right. It was the ferocity of Takami’s grip on his hips that mattered.
Hiruma reflects on his team.
Hiruma takes entertainment from life however it comes.
Soi is worn out from work and Yoruichi comes to visit.
“Your hair will snarl if you leave it like that,” Yoruichi-sama told her, plucking the half-unraveled braid out of Soi’s fingers. Soi blushed a little, but sat meekly while Yoruichi-sama undid her hair with swift, warm hands. “What’s going on that’s got you so worn out?”
Relena is in training and Zechs is distressed. In the background, Treize and Barton plan.
Treize watched with some amusement as Zechs paced back and forth through his office, scowling at thin air, long hair fanning out at every turn. "I’d say you should check in on how her training is going and set your mind at ease," he offered, "but somehow, knowing you lovely sister, I feel sure she’s threatened you with a dire fate if you do."
"She told me she’d get a training suit and step on me if she saw me," Zechs confirmed, glumly. "I really don’t know where she got her temper from."
Loosely based on the Five Stages of Love prompt. Yukimura and Sanada, over the years.
Seiichi nodded toward the rest of the club. "What do you think?"
Sanada crossed his arms, gazing across the courts again. "I’m glad you’re here."
Post-canon. In the wake of revelations about Touda and the Yellow Emperor, Touda comes to Tsuzuki to begin again.
Touda walked the halls of Tenkou wearing only his leather leggings and armlets, the long fall of his hair, and a collar and pair of stiff cuffs buckled snugly around each wrist.
Tsuzuki comes to Touda to forget everything else.
Touda was the one who did the things others couldn’t or wouldn’t do.
Roy really likes Ed’s metal hand.
Roy shifted against the bed as Ed’s metal fingers pressed deep into him.
Before they face the last battle, Kurogane wants to settle a few things. (Since CLAMP have slacked off showing us the good stuff.)
"It’s practically a scratch, it heals right away, and it barely even hurts," Kurogane said flatly.
Fai blinked. "It… doesn’t?" His shoulders relaxed a shade.
"No, it doesn’t." Kurogane looked at Fai for a long, thoughtful moment before holding out his hand. "Come here. I’ll show you."
Soubi’s pov when Seimei first claims him.
Warning: Contains mutilation and very questionable consent.
Did his Sacrifice want him to become… something else?
A final confrontation between Seimei and Ritsuka requires Ritsuka and Soubi to finally make their choices.
“I didn’t understand,” Ritsuka told him simply. “You surprised me. I didn’t understand any of this.” His wave took in the building around them and the pair behind him. “But I think… I think maybe I do now.”
Ritsuka won’t move out so Soubi moves in. Everyone involved has to readjust their lives.
"Ritsuka." Soubi touched his cheek, eyes dark. "I can’t just leave you here unprotected. I can’t. Don’t ask me to, please." He was perfectly willing to beg for this, except that didn’t always work with Ritsuka. A tiny part of him didn’t think that was fair.
Yukimura and Sanada have victory sex in the shower, after Nationals.
The sound of his team rummaging around and getting dressed beyond the tile wall was both immediate and distant, the way everything had been since the blinding moment he realized the last point was his.
He was glad for it when warm arms slid around him and pulled him back against a solid chest.
Renji contemplates how he acts with his captain. Written for the Porn Battle prompt: Byakuya/Renji, any form of power play.
Renji almost never gave his captain a full salute.
Other people almost never noticed.
Ritsuka wants to give Soubi something satisfying.
The woman behind the counter greeted them cheerily and Ritsuka twitched a bit, hurrying Soubi past before the clerk could try to be helpful. Safely, sort of, among the shelves, he let go of Soubi and crossed his arms, trying not to look at anything. "Okay. So. What do you want?"
Twenty things about Yukimura. (Because Konomi lost his thread completely and I don’t find Yukimura’s Svengali Tennis the least little bit convincing.)
At first he thought it was strange, playing tennis in teams, but he’s come to like the school club. It makes inside and outside clear.
Hisoka thinks about how Tsuzuki is in bed.
Tsuzuki does all the things Muraki didn’t.
Hikaru is very matter-of-fact about intimacy, which is probably why it works.
"Touya, move back a bit."
Akira sighed. Shindou could get downright pushy about being able to see the board, even when Akira was just recreating games.
Daisuke and Satoshi talk about painting and destiny.
Hiwatari-kun smiled slightly, fingers brushing the edge of the canvas. "No. You’re a true Niwa."
"But…" Daisuke looked up at him. "No Niwa has ever painted."
Hiwatari-kun snorted. "Niwas have always pursued beauty for the sake of beauty."
Dark has an idea and is happy to seduce Satoshi to make it work.
Dark’s mouth quirked. "Your family didn’t make me to have mercy. You probably know that better than most. But," he shrugged, "three hundred years dealing with Niwas and their idiot chivalry will do things to a man."
Shin offers Sena some help, and gets back a bit more than he bargained for. Or possibly a bit less.
He tried again to think calming thoughts, like training and football technique, and found himself thinking of new tackles he might try on Sena.
That wasn’t helping.
Ikkaku likes a work-out with his captain. Written for Porn Battle, with the prompt: Zaraki/anyone, extra-large.
Ikkaku liked pushing limits, and getting fucked by Zaraki-taichou did that all right.
Aerith/Tifa/Cloud smut. Written for Porn Battle, with the prompt: Aeris/Tifa/Cloud, sex outside.
She loved having their hands on her. The fact that they were outside, under the sun, with the scent of summer grass heavy in the air all around them just made it twice as good, which was amazingly good.
Pure smut. Written for Porn Battle, with the prompt: Tsuzuki/Hisoka, Hisoka on top.
"You sound like you’re asking for dessert," Hisoka teased, husky and deadpan.
"You’re better than dessert," Tsuzuki assured him, moaning.
Seiran helps Ryuuki relax from his responsibilities. Written for Porn Battle, with the prompt: Seiran/Ryuuki, Domination/submission, “If things had gone as they should…if Seien had been my Lord…” (Yes, it’s rather circular for me to write it; oh well.)
Notes: Contains consensual sibling incest.
"Come here, Ryuuki." Seiran held his hand out, and the command in his voice made Ryuuki’s breath catch.
Seiran can’t really help giving Ryuuki anything he needs. Second fic written for Porn Battle, with the prompt: Seiran/Ryuuki, Domination/submission, “If things had gone as they should…if Seien had been my Lord…”
Notes: Contains consensual sibling incest.
"Ryuuki." Seiran’s voice was husky in the silvery dark. Intimate, and Ryuuki flushed a little to think that. He looked up with wide eyes as Seiran’s arm tightened around him, pulling him close.
Alexiel finally returns, to the interest of all and apprehension of some—particularly Lucifer.
Belial’s estimation of Alexiel rose. Maybe this would fail to be a catastrophe after all.
Ludwig and Orpheus argue politics in bed. Perhaps three years post-canon.
Long, cool hands slid up the bare curve of Orphe’s back and he sighed. "Bienenstitch was being an absolute idiot today. We need the women to take on all the jobs they can, now."
Hikaru more or less dares Akira to go shopping. Written purely because I think it’s a crime to see someone so good looking dress so badly, and I bet Hikaru would agree.
Akira was used to he and Shindou tearing apart each other’s games, but he’d never honestly expected Shindou to start on his clothes.
Ivan is caught in a Cunning Plan, ten times worse because By is there with him. Written for Porn Battle, with the prompt: Ivan/By, undercover.
"Ivan," By murmured in his ear, intimately. "If you don’t do this, it’s quite possible we’ll both die. There’s motivation for you, yes?"
"Have you considered I might prefer dying?" Ivan gritted through a toothy smile, trying to find room to back up.
Lucifer gives Alexiel a present. Written for the OTW Online Con Hodgepodge Challenge, with the prompt: Angel Sanctuary: Alexiel and/or Lucifer, revenge is a dish best served cold.
Alexiel stared. "But why…?"
"Revenge is supposed to be served cold, isn’t it?"
She gave Lucifer the look she’d perfected as a teenage boy. "It’s a metaphor."
Doumeki has figured out what quiets Watanuki. Written for Porn Battle, with the prompt: Doumeki/Watanuki, hush.
Kimihiro glared at Shizuka fiercely. "You are NOT coming with me this time! Absolutely, positively, most certainly NO—"
His lecture cut off with a startled sound as Shizuka’s mouth covered his, hushing him gently. Shizuka didn’t let him go until he was breathless and leaning against Shizuka for support.
Nokoru finally figures out how to approach Suoh. Written for Porn Battle, with the prompt: Nokoru/Suoh, futurefic, "can’t seduce your best friend like you would a lady".
The problem with seducing one’s best friend, he decided, was that none of the usual methods worked. If he handed Suoh flowers, Suoh figured they were for the office and went looking for a vase and put them on Nokoru’s desk. He couldn’t very well open doors for Suoh, because Suoh felt that was his job, as Nokoru’s bodyguard.
Best not to think about the attempted candle-lit dinner. At least Akira and Utako had gotten some use from it in the end.
Hisagi gets a chance to speak with Kensei after the final battle. Written for Porn Battle, with the prompt: Kensei/Shuuhei, second meeting.
Shuuhei flushed as Muguruma’s brows rose, and he glanced down. "I remembered you," he said, quietly. "I’m here because I wanted to live up to what I remembered."
Rukia and Orihime have some soft, quiet moments together. Written for Porn Battle, with the prompt: Rukia/Orihime, grooming as foreplay/a sign of affection.
Rukia sighed happily as the soft brush stroked through her hair. One of the things she liked best about being assigned here, or at least about staying with Orihime, was having someone to brush her hair in the evenings. It reminded her of growing up, when the girls had saved broken combs to wash in the canal and do each other’s hair with.
After it’s over, Hiruma tries again to convince Kid of the value of wanting things. Written for Porn Battle, with the prompt: Hiruma/Kid, dreams.
Hiruma pushed away from the wall and glared. "It works if you fucking stay with it. Are you going to spend your whole life half-assed?"
Kid looked away.
Hiruma’s growl didn’t surprise him, but the hand in his hair did, pulling him around and down to meet Hiruma’s mouth on his.
Shin and Sena have a roll in the grass, both literally and figuratively. Written for Porn Battle, with the prompts: Shin/Sena – the smell of fresh grass and Shin/Sena, size differences.
Shin-san paused. "Sena?" His hand stopped and spread out against Sena’s stomach. "Do you want me to?"
Sena blushed hotly. Shin-san just out and said things like that! Sena cleared his throat and murmured, "Um. Yes?"
Arriving in high school, Kirihara gets a nice welcome back from Sanada. Written for Porn Battle, with the prompt: Sanada/Kirihara, size queen.
The day couldn’t get much better than this. It was a new year; he was a Regular on the high school team; everyone else had gone home and Sanada-san was fucking him, hard and big, stretching Akaya open perfectly.
Tatsumi likes to see Watari all tied up. Written for Porn Battle, with the prompt: Tatsumi/Watari, shadow-bondage.
Watari moaned as shadows pulled his legs wider apart, coiling around them to hold them there. "Tatsumi…"
