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Ready to Fall
Oishi-centric
Prince of Tennis
Falling was never an easy thing to do...
Breathe in...breathe out...in...out...
Looking around the empty court, Oishi tried to collect his thoughts. This would be his first time as captain, even if it was just a temporary assignment. He wanted-no, needed-to do well and make Tezuka proud. No amount to psyching up, however, would help him at this point, given the fact that everyone would be showing up soon.
Well, almost everyone, given Echizen's amazing and unrivaled ability to sleep straight through any alarm placed before him.
Kaidoh would be the first to arrive, followed by Inui to make sure that the younger player didn't overdo it, as he did at least once a week. Momoshiro would be a close third, followed by the routine morning fight between him and Kaidoh, which would end the moment Fuji and Taka would show up. The tensai would most likely stealthily slip a racket into the power player's hand, leading to a very loud end to the fight as the combatants scattered.
Eiji would be the next arrival, cheerful disposition and bounce in his step seen and felt from a block away. He would run over to his partner-aka him-and jump onto his back, demanding that he was too tired to walk anymore, which everyone knew was an outright lie. Finally, the cheering section would arrive, Horio bragging about his two years of tennis experience, and everyone else ignoring him, which was apparently the norm, since he never seemed put out by it.
Taking in the silence, he closed his eyes and continued the breathing technique that he'd read about in a book. Breathe in...breathe out...in...out...
The nerves were tight in his stomach as he mentally prayed for the best, but prepared for the worst. Fight or fall were his choices.
As everyone arrived more or less as he knew they would-apparently, Momoshiro bet Kaidoh that he could keep up with his insane training, failing epically and being half carried by the statistician-, he was met with a group of eyes that reflected their complete trust in him.
Fight or fall...
Knowing them, they'd all fight until they fell.
And claim the victory as their spoils.
_______________________________
Wondering
Hitsugaya and Matsumoto
Bleach
Sometimes, Hitsugaya wondered about his lieutenant...
"Hitsu Taaaaaiiiiiiiiichooooooouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu~!!!!!!!!!"
Hitsugaya let out a long and exasperated sigh as his fukutaichou's ringing voice echoed throughout the division barracks and straight into his office...
...where she should be, working on the obscenely large stack of paperwork that had only two hours earlier been two obscenely large stacks of paperwork.
Sometimes, he was far too nice for his own good.
The door swung opened with a loud clap as the tall blonde staggered into the office, only to smile drunkenly and drop onto the sofa, filling the room with loud snores soon after. The young Shinigami stared at her for a moment, wondering how it was possible to drink the amount she did. Even Kyoraku Taichou stopped every once in a while.
"You're lucky you can't get alcohol poisoning, you crazy woman," he murmured with another sigh as he stood and moved to sit on the floor across from the couch and began working on her paperwork as he did every day.
'I wonder if I can get a ban on sake...' he thought in passing before dismissing the thought immediately. Knowing Matsumoto, she'd quickly sniff out liquor in the real world. All it would take was a quick flash and Hisagi would do anything the woman asked.
"I swear, Matsumoto, if you weren't so damn good at your job..." He left the threat hanging. She'd be one of the best Lieutenants in all of Seireitei if she would just do her paperwork. Hell, even Abarai did his, and he was notorious for hating the written part of the job.
Maybe he should take pointers from Kuchiki Taichou in getting subordinates to do their jobs efficiently.
He was three-quarters done when Matsumoto suddenly shot up, scaring the crap out of him, though he hid it well. Her cheeks were still flushed from the alcohol and her eyes held a glassy sheen, but she otherwise looked completely sober. "Welcome back, Fukutaichou," he said dryly. "So nice of you to join me."
That said, he shoved the remaining pile of paperwork toward the woman and leaned back onto his hands.
"But Taichou~! I almost just died!" she whined.
Hitsugaya blinked. "How? You were asleep."
Smiling, Matsumoto placed her hands beneath her chest and pushed up, accentuating her already extremely accentuated assets. "They tried to smother me while I was sleeping."
Hitsugaya stared.
Matsumoto blinked innocently.
"Sometimes, I worry about you..."
"Aw! That's sweet, Hitsu Taichou!"
"It wasn't meant to be."
_______________________________
Paparazzi
kimin
DBSJ
Time alone was hard to come by...
Changmin sighed as he dropped into the small booth in the back of the diner. He didn't know what was harder: escaping paparazzi, or his bandmates.
The body that dropped into the seat across from him and rested his head against the table with an extremely uncharacteristic whine reminded him of one fact. While he had four snoops to avoid, his lover had to deal with twelve...fourteen if they had foreign visitors. Changmin smiled and reached across the table to gently stroke the other's hair.
"Was it as fun for you?" The glare he received made him chuckle.
"I had to sneak past a dozen band mates and the crapload of paparazzi to be here, so since it was your idea to meet here, I demand that you entertain me," Kibum stated, completely serious, though the gleam in his eyes gave him away.
"Dinner first, dessert later, Bummie," he chuckled enjoying the slight blush slipping onto his face. "Unless you wanna brave the crazies and skip right to dessert," Changmin suggested.
After all, dessert was the best part of the meal...
Ready to Fall
Oishi-centric
Prince of Tennis
Falling was never an easy thing to do...
Breathe in...breathe out...in...out...
Looking around the empty court, Oishi tried to collect his thoughts. This would be his first time as captain, even if it was just a temporary assignment. He wanted-no, needed-to do well and make Tezuka proud. No amount to psyching up, however, would help him at this point, given the fact that everyone would be showing up soon.
Well, almost everyone, given Echizen's amazing and unrivaled ability to sleep straight through any alarm placed before him.
Kaidoh would be the first to arrive, followed by Inui to make sure that the younger player didn't overdo it, as he did at least once a week. Momoshiro would be a close third, followed by the routine morning fight between him and Kaidoh, which would end the moment Fuji and Taka would show up. The tensai would most likely stealthily slip a racket into the power player's hand, leading to a very loud end to the fight as the combatants scattered.
Eiji would be the next arrival, cheerful disposition and bounce in his step seen and felt from a block away. He would run over to his partner-aka him-and jump onto his back, demanding that he was too tired to walk anymore, which everyone knew was an outright lie. Finally, the cheering section would arrive, Horio bragging about his two years of tennis experience, and everyone else ignoring him, which was apparently the norm, since he never seemed put out by it.
Taking in the silence, he closed his eyes and continued the breathing technique that he'd read about in a book. Breathe in...breathe out...in...out...
The nerves were tight in his stomach as he mentally prayed for the best, but prepared for the worst. Fight or fall were his choices.
As everyone arrived more or less as he knew they would-apparently, Momoshiro bet Kaidoh that he could keep up with his insane training, failing epically and being half carried by the statistician-, he was met with a group of eyes that reflected their complete trust in him.
Fight or fall...
Knowing them, they'd all fight until they fell.
And claim the victory as their spoils.
_______________________________
Wondering
Hitsugaya and Matsumoto
Bleach
Sometimes, Hitsugaya wondered about his lieutenant...
"Hitsu Taaaaaiiiiiiiiichooooooouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu~!!!!!!!!!"
Hitsugaya let out a long and exasperated sigh as his fukutaichou's ringing voice echoed throughout the division barracks and straight into his office...
...where she should be, working on the obscenely large stack of paperwork that had only two hours earlier been two obscenely large stacks of paperwork.
Sometimes, he was far too nice for his own good.
The door swung opened with a loud clap as the tall blonde staggered into the office, only to smile drunkenly and drop onto the sofa, filling the room with loud snores soon after. The young Shinigami stared at her for a moment, wondering how it was possible to drink the amount she did. Even Kyoraku Taichou stopped every once in a while.
"You're lucky you can't get alcohol poisoning, you crazy woman," he murmured with another sigh as he stood and moved to sit on the floor across from the couch and began working on her paperwork as he did every day.
'I wonder if I can get a ban on sake...' he thought in passing before dismissing the thought immediately. Knowing Matsumoto, she'd quickly sniff out liquor in the real world. All it would take was a quick flash and Hisagi would do anything the woman asked.
"I swear, Matsumoto, if you weren't so damn good at your job..." He left the threat hanging. She'd be one of the best Lieutenants in all of Seireitei if she would just do her paperwork. Hell, even Abarai did his, and he was notorious for hating the written part of the job.
Maybe he should take pointers from Kuchiki Taichou in getting subordinates to do their jobs efficiently.
He was three-quarters done when Matsumoto suddenly shot up, scaring the crap out of him, though he hid it well. Her cheeks were still flushed from the alcohol and her eyes held a glassy sheen, but she otherwise looked completely sober. "Welcome back, Fukutaichou," he said dryly. "So nice of you to join me."
That said, he shoved the remaining pile of paperwork toward the woman and leaned back onto his hands.
"But Taichou~! I almost just died!" she whined.
Hitsugaya blinked. "How? You were asleep."
Smiling, Matsumoto placed her hands beneath her chest and pushed up, accentuating her already extremely accentuated assets. "They tried to smother me while I was sleeping."
Hitsugaya stared.
Matsumoto blinked innocently.
"Sometimes, I worry about you..."
"Aw! That's sweet, Hitsu Taichou!"
"It wasn't meant to be."
_______________________________
Paparazzi
kimin
DBSJ
Time alone was hard to come by...
Changmin sighed as he dropped into the small booth in the back of the diner. He didn't know what was harder: escaping paparazzi, or his bandmates.
The body that dropped into the seat across from him and rested his head against the table with an extremely uncharacteristic whine reminded him of one fact. While he had four snoops to avoid, his lover had to deal with twelve...fourteen if they had foreign visitors. Changmin smiled and reached across the table to gently stroke the other's hair.
"Was it as fun for you?" The glare he received made him chuckle.
"I had to sneak past a dozen band mates and the crapload of paparazzi to be here, so since it was your idea to meet here, I demand that you entertain me," Kibum stated, completely serious, though the gleam in his eyes gave him away.
"Dinner first, dessert later, Bummie," he chuckled enjoying the slight blush slipping onto his face. "Unless you wanna brave the crazies and skip right to dessert," Changmin suggested.
After all, dessert was the best part of the meal...
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Date: 2010-04-13 01:43 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-04-13 01:51 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-04-13 01:56 am (UTC)YAY for liking them~!!!!
the closest I'd ever come was the fic I started, but I think Oishi had like, 3 lines in the 4 chaps I wrote...
Same with Hitsu, but that was in 7 chapters~
I had a lot of fun writing these~!!!!!!!!!!!
the last one~! <3
I wanted to get all your biases...^^~
HAPPY BIRTHDAY~!!!!!!!!!
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Date: 2010-04-13 01:57 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-04-13 01:45 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-04-13 01:53 am (UTC)been like forever since i thought of them even though i have a ryoma plushie staring down at me if i look up at the ceiling pratically (plushie really high up)
BLEACH!!! SOO CUTEEEEE
histu!!!!!!! poor you!
but you know you love her hehe
KIMIN! HELL YES!!!!!!!!!!
OMG!!!!!!!! CHANMGIN YOU ASSSHOLE!
WELLL NOT REALLY!
BUT DAMN!
YOU TEASE!!!!!!!!!
aww Kibum! FIGHT BACK!
well i'm sure you did when you were enjoying your dessert but wow!
changmin! so cute!!
//yeah no idea how i thought of him as cute in that LOL
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Date: 2010-04-13 01:57 am (UTC)CHANGMIN IS CUTE NO MATTER WHAT~!!!
I haven't written PoT in like, 4 years?
and Bleach has been like, 2 or 3...
I'm glad that you liked them, bb~!!!!
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Date: 2010-04-13 02:04 am (UTC)<3333 :)
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Date: 2010-04-13 02:07 am (UTC)XDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD
Thank you~!!!!!!!
/cuddles
NOW GO TO BED~!!!!
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