inkpawprints: (OTP)
2015-06-05 04:48 pm

[in progress][tb/x] Nukume Dori 23 - End

TITLE: Nukume Dori 23 - End
FANDOM: Tokyo Babylon/X
RATING: Violence
SUMMARY: "Of course, from another point of view, we have already been here and the Bet settled once before. However, it was you yourself who wanted to repeat it, with full knowledge of who and what I am."

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Thank you, merci beaucoup, 谢谢, to everyone who has been following this fic for so long (and it has been very long!). There's more to come :)
inkpawprints: (OTP)
2015-01-15 02:06 pm

[in progress] Nukume Dori 22 - News

"You were there. You were right there. Why didn't you protect him?"

Warning for sex and violence.

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Happy new year / bon annee to you all! Once again, thank you for being so patient with me and this story, and I hope you enjoy the new exciting chapter. By the way, if anyone reading lives in Beijing, China ... I'm going to be moving your way :P
inkpawprints: (procrastinating)
2015-01-03 05:51 pm

Nukume Dori Consequence - chapter ??

That moment where you realise that in order to properly do the hardest scene in the current chapter you need to set down exactly what happened and effectively rewrite the entire original manga from the other character's point of view ...

Nukume Dori Consequence - chapter ??*
"You were watching at Ikebukuro, weren't you," said the /Kamui/. Casually. Like he hadn't damaged that which was not his. He stood above long coat flowing, rain dripping into his eyes which looked down on Seishirou with obvious amusement.

Seishirou imagined taking out those eyes one by one as payback. But even if he had a chance of defeating the /Kamui/ it would not heal the mark that had been left on his prey. "So you noticed," he replied, removing his sunglasses and giving the /Kamui/ an easy smile. Refusing to rise to the bait.

"Heh." The /Kamui/ leapt down from his perch so that he and Seishirou were on level ground. "Seems to me that you and that Dragon of Heaven are related in some way."

"We made a foolish bet some time ago," Seishirou replied dismissively, pulling out his cigarettes which if nothing else kept his hands from throttling the /Kamui/. Still the /Kamui/ watched him steady and contemplative. The kind of gaze Seishirou was used to giving to others. He would be damned before he gave the /Kamui/ the satisfaction of seeing him affected, but. "Cigarette? Though perhaps it's not the best idea to offer them to a teenager."

"Well ..." The /Kamui/ stepped forward so that he was smiling inches from Seishirou's face. His two eyes seemed full of light. "It's not as if you give a damn about me, right?"

Two eyes. Light eyes. The eyes that had looked at Seishirou at Nakano above a cigarette lighter. It was Subaru who stood before him speaking those words.

Seishirou blinked. The person before him turned and suddenly it was the /Kamui/ again, grinning over his shoulder through the grey rain. Shaken, Seishirou lit his cigarette every instinct he had on highest alert. Had that moment been his imagination? Or was it another, more insidious part of the /Kamui's/ abilities-- "It was that Dragon of Heaven's wish to lose his right eye the same way you did," the /Kamui/ said, almost bored as he leaned against the nearby wall, "however his true Wish is something only you can realise for him. And--" Seishirou flinched as the /Kamui/ lunged snatching the cigarette from his lips, "--his true Wish is different to what you think it is."

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*basically writing two chapters at the same time--!*
inkpawprints: (procrastinating)
2014-12-21 10:06 am

[in progress] ND 22.5 (excerpt)

ND 22.5 - News (excerpt)

"It's about time."

Hokuto's face loomed above him large and close. Black eyeliner gave her reddened green eyes a painful edge, though strangely wasn't smudged. Water-proof makeup, Subaru noted detachedly, that or his sister had just done a touch-up. Weakly he made himself smile. "Good morning, Hokuto-chan."

"Good afternoon. Good 1:23 p.m., good after lunch, good I don't know how long we've been waiting--" The crisp words were choked off as she flung herself down to hug him on the pillow. "Oh, Subaru!"

Wincing Subaru wrapped his free arm around his twin's shoulders. His other arm had an I.V. in it. Now that he could see past her he could tell from the ceiling and nearby window that he was in hospital, no surprise there. Hokuto shook against him and there were tears wetting his neck. The terror he must have put her through ... "I'm all right," Subaru murmured. "I'm all right, nee-chan."

"No, you're not." Abruptly Hokuto pulled back wiping just below her eyes with short, sharp strokes. Her face once she lowered her hands was grim. "You have an abdominal stab wound nearly ten centimetres deep. You have a ripped diaphragm and ruptured stomach, ruptured blood vessels, some intestinal tearing creating a risk of infection, internal swelling, several sutures and stitches--" Subaru flinched as each item was recited knowing it was just the build-up, "--you lost heaven knows how much blood and apparently a woman like that shouldn't have been able to stab as deeply as she did but you actually threw yourself onto the knife what the hell were you trying to do?!"

So much for hoping she would take it easy on him. Not that Subaru could really blame her. "I ... was trying to make things better," he said vaguely.

"By sacrificing yourself? For a complete stranger? How in the name of all the gods does that make things better--"

"Hokuto-chan." The calm voice made Subaru's heart pound. "Maybe it would be better to ask later when Subaru has recovered more strength."

Pushing himself onto his elbows Subaru looked to the far end of the room. There beside the door stood Seishirou, arms folded, leaning against the wall with a smile beneath his glasses and amber eyes. Two eyes. Whole and unharmed. The flip-date on the clock above the door showed there was still two days before the end of the Bet.

Subaru had done it. Things had changed.

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Skipping writing the Seishirou-centric scene for now because holy crap is it tricky. Thankfully the rest of the chapter is flowing much more smoothly.
inkpawprints: (procrastinating)
2014-12-09 01:51 pm

[in progress] Nukume Dori Annex X - Questions

Posting from sunny Sydney, Australia ...

I've gone from literally one extreme end of the globe (Iceland winter!) to the other (Aussie summer!) in the matter of days and it did a bit of a number on my brain. That could be a good thing.

TITLE: Nukume Dori Annex X - Questions
SUMMARY: Lady Sumeragi receives a phone message from Tokyo, and an ambitious young man encounters an interesting witness.*

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* It may be an idea to re-read the Kyoto chapters of this story

/goes back to writing the actual chapter
inkpawprints: (OTP)
2014-11-09 04:55 pm

[in progress] Nukume Dori part ??

Posting from the artsy end of Berlin, Germany ...

For all the fabulous, wonderful readers I've met over all these years, from Canada, the USA, Malaysia, Singapore, Australia, and particularly the last few months in NYC, Washington DC, Boston, and Hamburg. I can't believe how many people around the world have been following this fic for so long O.O;;

Nukume Dori chapter ?? )
inkpawprints: (procrastinating)
2014-09-27 11:57 am
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[in progress] Nukume Dori 22.2 - News

More footsteps came, these ones measured, more deliberate. She knew whose they were, and didn't look up to greet their owner when he stopped at her side. "I got us bentos," Seishirou said evenly.

"... Thanks." A plastic box appeared in front of Hokuto's face. She took it and Seishirou sat down beside her. The bento was a cheap combini one warm to the touch. Seishirou must have gotten someone to heat it up. "I don't think we're supposed to eat here," said Hokuto softly.

"I won't tell if you don't." He had already opened his bento and was beginning to eat. The smell of teriyaki made Hokuto's mouth water -- maybe she was hungry after all. And she needed to keep up her strength. Popping the lid, she snapped the chopsticks and began to eat.

An uneasy quiet followed filled only with the sounds of chewing. Something in Hokuto abstractly marvelled at it given that morning. If she hadn't been crying or screaming Subaru's name she had been pinning down nurses demanding to know what happened, where her brother was, his condition, who was taking care of him and anything else that popped into her head. Asking questions made her feel like she was doing something. She had probably caused the hospital staff a lot of trouble. Thankfully Seishirou had been there and calm enough to keep her from breaking down completely.

Very calm.

Carefully, Hokuto turned to look at Seishirou, the first time today that she was paying him any real close attention. He sat casually, focused on his food as he ate. His hair was neat, his glasses polished, and his black suit only slightly rumpled after a whole day's wear. For all that Seishirou was nine years older Hokuto had never felt the age gap between them other than as something to tease about, but now she found herself profoundly grateful that he as an adult could take charge while she cried like her world was ending. At the same time, that gratitude made her defensive. Seishirou was not someone she wanted to look vulnerable in front of. She couldn't afford to because, because ...

Chopsticks up, chopsticks down. Hokuto watched his steady hands. For a man who had seen his lover stabbed by a madwoman, Seishirou was remarkably composed.


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Big change over at chez Leareth with yet another change of continent on the way, but after a whirlwind week of mad packing and cleaning I'm looking forward to a long break to relax, catch up with a whole lot of reading/TV/anime, and of course, writing. (Suddenly ND22 is no longer looking quite so intimidating.) And travel. I'll be returning to New York next week, and this time extending my travels out to Washington DC and Boston, so if anyone has any recommendations for things to do or see (or if you're interested in meeting up!), leave a message!
inkpawprints: (procrastinating)
2014-09-09 10:30 pm

[in progress] Nukume Dori - Spaces

These are incredibly quick to write I feel productive, especially with the actual chapter being like pulling teeth (damn you Sakurazukamori). First one here.

a shop
"Quality is not just worth buying for, it's also more economical," insists Hokuto, rummaging through the dress rack. "Something that is made well is made to last -- if you buy one coat that's worth sixty thousand yen but will last for a decade, it's cheaper than buying a cheap nine thousand yen coat every year for ten years."

"Very true, but in the first scenario you only get one coat, whereas the second gives you a new coat every year so you can keep up with fashion," Seishirou replies, also rummaging. He already has three different shopping bags slung over his arm. "And I know you like to keep up with fashion."

"Ah, ah, ah, that, Sakurazuka Seishirou-san, is where you're wrong. I have style, not fashion, and there's a big difference. Fashion is fleeting, style is forever -- it just so happens that I have lots of styles. Ohoho!"

"I see." Seishirou grins, the warm light catching his glasses. "What do you think of this?"

He holds up a skirt, flared, knee-length, and printed with a black-and-white photograph of a Parisian street. Hokuto's face lights up. "Oh that is adorable très chic I love it! Please say it's in my size, please!"

"Extra small, and the very last one." He throws the skirt over the rack.

"Woohoo!" Hokuto catches the skirt easily and holds it over her orange shorts and thigh-high black socks, examining herself in front of the mirror. "Oh, this looks perfect we're so definitely getting it!"

"Don't you need to try it on?" asks Seishirou as she throws the skirt back at him.

"Nope! After all my shopping and clothes experience I have an instinct for these things, and I can tell you right now that skirt is going to be perfect on me. Go pay for it, will you Sei-chan?"

"Hai, hai."

Ruefully he goes to obey. Hokuto preens for a moment not noticing the three teenage girls who have come out of the fitting rooms behind her. "Hokuto-chan?" one asks uncertainly.

Hokuto turns, surprise quickly turning into delight. "Kanako-chan! And Aya-chan and Rei-chan!" Pixie-like she jumps over to the girls who welcome her with squeals and hugs. "What are you all doing here?"

"Sales hunting, same as you!" laughs Aya. "You look amazing as always, where did you get that cape?"

"Vintage shop!" Hokuto twirls so the black half-cape flares out to best effect. "We'll have to all go there together sometime after school, did we have English homework due this week I can't remember."

"No, this week it's Japanese literature. You should have told us you were going shopping today we could have all come out together!"

"Ahaha, well, I'm actually out with another friend--"

"Hokuto-chan!" The four girls look over to where Seishirou is standing with a salesgirl. "They're giving away a promo with each purchase over ten thousand yen. Do you want a mini-perfume or a lip-gloss?"

"Mini-perfume! And if you can get the salesgirl to give me the lip-gloss too even better!"

Cheekily Hokuto waves at him before returning to her school friends. Their eyes are wide and round as they take in Seishirou: tall, dark, handsome, and charming the salesgirl to a blush. "Is he - is that man your boyfriend, Hokuto-chan?" asks Kanako, awed.

"My boyfriend?" To that notion Hokuto can only laugh, bright and uproariously in a way that leaves zero room for doubt. "Absolutely not! For one thing he's already taken, and even if he wasn't in many ways we're far, far too alike. My boyfriend, pfft, noo~o way." Suddenly she grins. "He is part of my family, though."

"Huh?"

"All done, Hokuto-chan," Seishirou calls from the counter. "And it's nearly one, we're going to have to hurry if we're to make our lunch reservation upstairs."

"Okay!" With a wink Hokuto flits away leaving the three girls to their confusion. "Have to go, sorry, can't leave my brother-in-law waiting. I'll see you all in class, ne?"

next: subaru and seishirou, a train
inkpawprints: (procrastinating)
2014-09-06 01:26 pm

[in progress] Nukume Dori - Spaces

Because the next chapter is rather ... complicated to write, I'm procrastinating. Sort of. In trying to plot the next chapter I distracted myself wondering about the characters' simple daily life just being together before everything changes in 'Rebirth'. And since the beginning of the 'Rebirth' chapter mentions The past two weeks or so had passed in a blur though it hadn't felt like it at the time, it had just felt like a languid dream I started sketching scenes.

Slice of life, first of perhaps seven set between Nukume Dori 'Box' and 'Rebirth', inspiration from and parallel to a similar item-related scene in the X/1999 manga.


a tie
The early morning sun strikes the floor sculpting a landscape from the clothes that carelessly lie about there. A loose green tie creates a shadowed tree-line, a pair of jeans makes hills and valleys, a light blue shirt could be a lake. Their owners on the bed above make a different landscape, one of dunes and slacks as their warm limbs flow around each other. When one of them rises it's like a minor earthquake, shifting and reshaping bodies until eventually like sand what is left settles once more. Subaru yawns. "Is it a full day at the clinic today?" he asks.

"Mostly." Absently the tie is retrieved from the floor. "We're meeting Hokuto-chan for lunch, though, before you go home."

The far wardrobe is opened revealing an orderly array of pressed shirts, folded jumpers, and dark suits hanging neatly over a row of polished shoes. With practiced care Seishirou rolls up yesterday's tie to place it with its fellows before selecting underwear and a pair of dark grey trousers. Subaru watches from the bed in shy admiration. "You always dress so well," he murmurs.

"You like?"

"Very much." A crisp white shirt is selected and pulled on covering skin that Subaru had kissed last night. "It's something you and Hokuto-chan have in common."

"As Hokuto-chan would say, what you wear reflects how you wish to be seen by the world, and all men should know how to tie a tie." Seishirou casts a sly grin over his shoulder. "Besides, I do appreciate a good suit. Have you ever worn one? A proper suit, not one of Hokuto-chan's interpretations."

"Not often. Usually for formal occasions I wear traditional clothing. But I can tie a tie."

"Oh?" Cuffs buttoned, Seishirou walks over to the bed his shirt undone at the collar and a length of wine-red silk in hand which he holds out. His smile is one of challenge. "You know how to take it off. Let me see how you put it on."

Slowly Subaru takes the tie and pulls. For a moment it stretches between them taut and straight, hissing a little through Seishirou's fingers until the other end falls. "What happens if I can't?" Subaru asks, rising from the sheets to his knees.

"You won't be allowed to get dressed. And I'll be late for work."

"Ah." Slim fingers reach up to place the tie around Seishirou's neck, the first crossover deliberately incorrect. Subaru's eyes sparkle close under Seishirou's grin. "I'll do my best, then."

next: hokuto and seishirou, a shop
inkpawprints: (paperwork)
2014-08-27 12:44 pm

[in progress] Nukume Dori 22.1

Because I feel bad* about the cliffhanger...

"Why a vet?"

The vaporiser flow was precisely adjusted. "What do you mean?"

"Why a vet and not a - I don't know. A lawyer. An electrician. A NHK license-fee collector. You could do almost anything or nothing at all, so why a vet? Other than the ... convenience ... for sakanagi."

"Why not?" All ready. The dog was brought over. "It's a high-skilled, respected occupation; it's independent; and the patients don't talk. Put him on his side and keep him calm."

Subaru did so carefully so that although the dog whimpered it otherwise remained obediently still. "And you enjoy it?"

"I always enjoy a challenge." Clinically Seishirou brought the mask close; the dog flinched and quickly Subaru began to pet it, whispering words of reassurance and taking the mask from Seishirou to fit it gently over the dog's snout. "Other than the performance aspect it doesn't hurt to test different skills, and keeping an animal alive is more challenging than killing it. Hold the mask steady until the anaesthesia takes effect, and make sure there aren't any kinks in the hose. The last thing we want is the patient waking up in the middle of the operation ..."


... the hiss of gas, the beep of monitoring machines, the silence of concentration. Masked and anonymous the surgeons worked with reddened rubber hands, the torn figure before them reduced to a problem to be solved. Its face under the mask was deathly pale and still.

A shadow brushed by the scrub nurse. She shivered but determinedly kept her concentration readying the suture threads, and never saw the ghostly bird perched in the dark corner staring at their patient with burning, golden eyes.

{tbc with Hokuto}

* okay not that bad :D
inkpawprints: (procrastinating)
2014-08-22 10:12 pm

[in progress] Nukume Dori 21

"Does Sei-chan also share this feeling? Of something ending, I mean."

Warning for sex and violence

Read on AO3

Thank to everyone who keeps following this story, and particular those I met in New York! You definitely made my trip a million times better :) enjoy!
inkpawprints: (procrastinating)
2014-08-09 01:33 pm
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[excerpt] Nukume Dori 21.3

ND 21.3 (excerpt)

"Are you here because you also need to get better?"

"No, I'm not sick. But I have been in hospital before when I've been hurt." Unbidden he thought of a small toy rabbit. Yuzuriha had gifted it to him to help him heal not realising Subaru deserved his blinding for ... "Ah, you're here for kidney dialysis, right?"

"Yup! But how did you know that?"

"We heard about it from the nurse." Sharply Subaru looked up as Seishirou came in to join them, a smile below his glasses and the cake-box in his hand. He gave the suddenly uncertain Yuuya a little bow. "Hello, Yuuya-kun, my name is Seishirou and I'm a very good friend of Subaru's. He told me about how he saw you yesterday and how bad he felt about leaving, so we thought we'd bring you a get well present."

Eyes round and wide Yuuya watched as Seishirou theatrically presented the box and lifted the lid. When he saw what was inside, the boy lit up. "Wow, chocolate cake! For me? Thank you so much, ojii-san!"

Subaru choked a little. "Ah, Yuuya-kun, I don't think Seishirou is quite old enough to be an ojii-san..."

"No, no, it's fine," laughed Seishirou. "Actually not only am I an ojii-san, I'm a veterinarian as well."

"A vet?!" Yuuya could barely contain his excited awe, any remaining apprehension at this sudden visit by two strangers utterly swept away. "That's so cool! Do you get to play with lots of dogs and cats? What about other animals? Any monkeys?"

"Ahaha, you like animals, do you! Well, I get to play with dogs and cats of all kinds, but I also see rabbits, hamsters, lizards, and yes, sometimes monkeys ..."

It was strange, thought Subaru, strange watching Seishirou chat so with a young child who hung onto every word he said. Even knowing the Sakurazukamori's true nature it warmed Subaru to see Yuuya smile and distracted from the monotony of hospital limbo. At the same time, Subaru wanted nothing more than for him and Seishirou to leave as soon as possible.

There were footsteps at the door behind him. "Ah, Yuuya-kun, you have visitors today!" said the doctor, an experienced man with glasses and a friendly no-nonsense manner. He was followed by a pair of nurses and lastly by-- "Are you ready for your coming treatment?"

The arrival of more people cheered up Yuuya even more. "Uh huh!"

"Good boy! And you gentlemen are--?"

Seishirou smiled and bowed. "Sakurazuka Seishirou. This is Sumeragi Subaru, he was here yesterday to perform some work for your hospital director. He met little Yuuya-kun then, and since Yuuya-kun is here by himself Subaru wanted to visit again and wish him better."

"Ah, how very kind!" the doctor exclaimed, immediately impressed by the Sakurazukamori's confident charm as were the nurses who cooed over Yuuya and his cake. "It's hard for children to be in hospital when they should be at school or playing, and Yuuya-kun is here so often ..."

Subaru didn't listen to them. He was staring at Yuuya's mother.


Back from New York :) and I finished this scene today ... it was intense. Two more scenes to go!
inkpawprints: (procrastinating)
2014-05-25 01:56 pm

[excerpt] Nukume Dori 21

Since I write best on Sunday mornings, it's great when I can use them to get the hardest thing out of the way: the opening of a new chapter.

Nukume Dori 21
The hospital director was a dignified man who took meetings with dignified weight. "Please make yourself comfortable, Sumeragi-san, while I ask my secretary to ask someone to get security or the janitor who can let you up onto the roof," he said seriously, gesturing to the tea he'd had brought in earlier. "It shouldn't take long."

Forcing a smile Subaru settled into the chair, trying not to fidget as the old man exited his office to find his secretary. Already the usual ritual of formality and greeting had taken longer than Subaru liked, and the director had drawn things out further with his genuine curiosity about onmyoujitsu that Subaru was characteristically too kind to fend off. Over half an hour had passed since Subaru had arrived here and he hadn't even started the job. A waste of time when there wasn't much time left.

The antique clock on the desk ticked seconds like a bomb, and with some effort Subaru ran through some breathing exercises for calm. The past two weeks or so had passed in a blur though it hadn't felt like it at the time, it had just felt like a languid dream. Spending time with Hokuto as she let her creativity fly. Coming home from jobs to find her cooking and merrily chatting with Seishirou. Going out with Seishirou, sometimes with Hokuto as well but more often just the two of them either on Subaru's jobs or on dates, or going nowhere at all and simply lying tangled in each other. That last especially was the most dream-like and Subaru still found himself wondering with disbelief that he and Seishirou were now lovers, especially with Seishirou being so accommodating. After all their conflict and troubles since Subaru had woken up in this life, the past fortnight had been sheer bliss with arguments simple scheduling negotiations, Seishirou's darker impulses mischief, and any fighting mostly play before Subaru yielded beneath Seishirou to a kiss. All of it was almost too good to be true, though Subaru refused to follow that thought too far. As much as possible he'd simply enjoyed things living in the moment without any talk of the Bet just as he promised Seishirou.

The dream had ended when during yesterday's regular call to Kyoto, Lady Sumeragi informed Subaru of a job at Shinjuku General Hospital. Subaru had known this was coming of course, but avoided thinking about it. That was impossible now.


Climax chapters are far more fun ^_^
inkpawprints: (OTP)
2014-05-22 09:08 pm
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[in progress] Nukume Dori - Annex Box

*peeks in*

Ah, hello. I'm not dead. Though there were some times I thought I might have been. Uh, I wrote something? It really shouldn't have taken this long, but there was a lot of travelling, work, some depression, and more work >.>

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Nukume Dori - Annex Box
There was always music in here. )

Thank you all who are still reading, it means a lot! ^_^ I intend on moving this entire epic fic over to AO3 in the near future, but knowing me, when I read through all the early chapters I'm going to want to edit them!
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2013-06-16 01:24 pm
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[in progress] Nukume Dori 20

Work has been ... hellish lately. On the upside, it means I try to write more.


Nukume Dori 20
Rating: R, warning for sexual content

She looked fantastic. )
inkpawprints: (OTP)
2013-05-18 06:39 pm
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(in progress) Nukume Dori 20 (Hokuto)

Nukume Dori 20 [Hokuto]

She looked fantastic )

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Feeling particularly accomplished today after spending literally the whole day in bed adding some 2,500 words of Seishirou being over-confident, which brings the chapter to a current total of 6,700+ words. Me and my inability to write short chapters, siiiiiigh
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2013-05-02 08:31 am
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ND20 in progress

He arched beneath him, hot, wanting. Hazy with triumph and arousal Seishirou held Subaru down on the mattress revelling in how the younger man shuddered, no longer the Sumeragi but pleasure made flesh helpless in Seishirou's grasp. He pushed deeper, riding the thrill of Subaru's moans, forcing himself to be slow even as Subaru looked up to meet his gaze with a smile and emerald eyes bright with happiness and knowing--

"Even though they're always hidden behind your glasses, I can see your eyes are not like those of normal people."

"And that's why you think I took advantage of Subaru-kun?"

"It's why I think you're capable of it."


Seishirou's POV is ranging from wickedly fun to incredibly frustrating. Unfortunately it's mostly the latter.
inkpawprints: (procrastinating)
2013-04-24 03:29 pm
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ND20 (excerpt)

Nukume Dori 20 (excerpt)

The lunch crowd noise filled the space between them, loud and meaningless. Seishirou's smile had turned strange and Hokuto wasn't sure if she liked it. "Is that what you think?" he asked at last. "That I took advantage of Subaru-kun?"

Images of Seishirou kissing her brother, her brother's mouth opening in complete submission-- "I don't like thinking it," Hokuto replied, shifting uncomfortably in her chair. "But I do think you're capable of it."
inkpawprints: (OTP)
2013-02-06 08:08 am
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[in progress] Nukume Dori 19

TITLE: Nukume Dori
RATING: R
NOTES: FINALLY. Also, the apartment scene in my head has a soundtrack; 'Flames' by VAST (http://youtu.be/XAsjKKc2glw) which I thoroughly suggest putting on in the background.


NUKUME DORI 19
Subaru was being hunted. )
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2012-12-25 10:02 pm
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[in progress] Nukume Dori 19.2

Nukume Dori 19.2 (19.1)

It was a small house. It was an even smaller funeral )

Joyeux Noël et bonne anneé á tous! I admit I'm not writing as much of this as I'd hoped to do over the holiday period because well, I'm in New York :) from Christmas and New Year until the first weekend of January. Any New Yorkers reading? :D