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10 drabbles (again xD)

Title: 10 drabbles
Author: [info]xxshamisen
Genre: Fluff, angst, smut, (failed) humor
Rating:
PG-13
Warnings:
None
Chapter:
Oneshot
Pairing: Aoi/Uruha
, some Uruha/Aoi
Disclaimer:
Everything in here is fiction... or is it? Okay, it's fiction >>;;
Comments:
First time posting, so please don't hurt me~ *hides behind computer* Also this was done in the middle of (an attempt of) writing codes for a project, so please bear with the... um, crappiness? xD

The meme:
1. Pick a character, pairing, or fandom you like.
2. Turn on your music player and put it on random/shuffle.
3. Write a drabble related to each song that plays. You only have the time frame of the song to finish the drabble; you start when the song starts, and stop when it's over. No lingering afterwards!
4. Do ten of these, then post them.

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1. The World is Our Playground - Up Dharma Down

If there would be something that means more to them than the mind-blowing sex every after performance would be the performance itself – the band, the fans, the stage, and their guitars. After all, it was how they got to know each other, got to love, got to hold.

Aoi shot Uruha a satisfied gaze after striking the last chords for their last song. Uruha did the same from the other side of the stage.


2. The Murder’s TV – the GazettE

“So beautiful,” Aoi breathed against Uruha’s neck, making the younger guitarist throw his head back on the pillow, earning a smirk from the older.

The smirk was still etched on Aoi’s full lips, now full with Uruha’s plump own. “You know, with that sultry look on your face, you look like a porn star.”

With a small pout, Uruha shot a glare at his lover – he couldn’t believe what his ears just caught. “Come again?”

“You look like a superstar.”


3. 3.2.1 – 蜉蝣 (Kagerou)

Despite being in a band – a heavy rock band for that matter – the honey blond cringed in annoyance as his ears were greeted by the blaring and unmelodic riffs that blasted from Aoi’s speakers. He scrunched his nose in distaste; the ‘music’ making his soft features contort a bit.

“Aoi, if you don’t turn that fucking radio off in three seconds, I’m gonna fucking kick your ass.”


4. Desire – abingdon boys school
A gasp escaped the honey blond’s lips as he felt the hard concrete against his back. “Aoi,” he said in a pleading voice, although unsure as to why he called out the other’s name like so. Perhaps it was because of the way he pinned him on the wall, or the fact that Aoi’s hands held both his while the other explored the creamy skin under his shirt. Or maybe it was the way his deep, dark eyes stared back into his hazel own.

A smile formed on the older guitarist’s face; Uruha was unsure of what it meant – at least, what it meant for him.

“Uruha. I want you to be mine.”


5. ...And the Promise of the Truth – The Butterfly Effect

He never believed in those three words, despite the frequency of it being said to him before. Much more with the hot, steamy nights; he knew he was beautiful, he knew he was easy – he was a whore in so many ways. So being told those words, being pleasured in the cold, December nights meant nothing to him.

But then he came, made love to him, and told him these words: “Even if you don’t believe it, I love you; I’d give my life for you. And that’s the truth.”


6. 君の好きな歌 (Kimi no Suki na Uta) – UVERworld

“What the hell are you doing?” Uruha asked, one hand in his hip as he raised a brow to his lover. Aoi simply responded with a goofy, although warm and sincere smile, and positioned himself. The brunette kneeled on the floor and rested his guitar on his thighs. Looking up to Uruha, he then started to strum the instrument.

“I’m serenading you.”

“Dork.” Unconsciously, Uruha’s lips curled to a smile.

It was his favourite song.


7. 夜想曲 (Yasou Kyoku) – Nightmare

Heavy breathing and moans of pleasure echoed into the night – the moon looming over two hot bodies from outside the window. But for Aoi and Uruha, they were more than just hot bodies for each other – they were lovers.

Many had disapproved of their relationship, not only because of who they are, but also because of what they do. They were male, and it was taboo. They were in a band, and whatever relationship they had could lead to their downfall.

But they didn’t care – they couldn’t care for anybody other than themselves. Even if the world ended, they would stay for each other – that was their promise to themselves. Even in death, even in another life, they would stay for each other.
Even in the heat of the night, this profession of love was uttered from both their lips, their bodies, and their hearts.


8. Selfish Love – Miyavi

“I was joking, Aoi! It was for the fans anyway!”

With a possessive grip around Uruha’s waist, Aoi shot a deadly glare towards Ruki. The honey blond guitarist simply stood there, struggling to contain his laughter, but failing in the seconds that passed. Of course that garnered him a glare from his lover too.

“Mine,” the older guitarist growled.


9. want, want, want – 12012

In Aoi’s lifetime, there was nothing that he wanted but couldn’t have. Maybe he wouldn’t get it at once, but he does get it eventually.

The exception was him.

For the five, six years that they’ve been band mates and friends – rather, friends with benefits – Uruha had always reiterated that they were only supposed to be those things, nothing more, nothing less. Every time Uruha said these words, Aoi could feel his heart break into pieces.

Everybody says he’s lucky to always get what he wants, even though he doesn’t do much to actually get it.

But because Uruha means the world to him, Aoi figured it would be best to make his move now and finally get what he really wants.


10. Uncontrol - ClearVeil

The dance floor quaked with each riff of the guitar that blared from the speakers. And there on the dance floor were two people, bodies pressed against each other, drowning in their own images on each other’s eyes, almost touching but not quite.

Aoi and Uruha were merely strangers to each other.

But as if both had the same mind, they opened their mouths to speak at the same time with the same words as the music ended.

Thank you and hope to see you again.
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