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  <title>☆彡 I'll Be Your Shooting Star</title>
  <subtitle>Let the Tears Fall Freely</subtitle>
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    <name>Shinko</name>
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  <updated>2009-09-03T11:12:44Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kasabaka:66228</id>
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    <title>[FIC] - Keep On Hiding - Reita/Ruki - PG-13 to NC-17 - 2/?</title>
    <published>2009-09-03T07:32:25Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-03T11:12:44Z</updated>
    <category term="keep on hiding"/>
    <category term="nc-17"/>
    <category term="pg-13"/>
    <category term="fanfic"/>
    <category term="reitaxruki"/>
    <lj:music>Son Dam Bi - Invisiteen</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;strong&gt;Title:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Keep On Hiding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapters:&lt;/strong&gt; 2 / ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pairing(s):&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Reita/Ruki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Author:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_kasabaka' lj:user='kasabaka' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://kasabaka.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://kasabaka.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;kasabaka&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rating(s):&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;PG-13 to NC-17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Genre:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;Highschool, AU, Drama, Fluff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Warnings:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Yaoi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Disclaimer:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Don't own them. Entertainment purposes only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summary:&lt;/strong&gt; Reita isn't out of the closet at school and Ruki has to&amp;nbsp;deal with having a closeted lover. But going to the&amp;nbsp;same school and being acknowledged only at home can be frustrating. What happens when Ruki faces trouble?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;____________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruki dragged himself out of fourth period, head down and looking at the floor as if it was the most interesting thing in the world. He could feel the stares from fellow students, something he had decided to ignore long ago. It was time for lunch, and probably the worst time of the day. He slouched as he entered the cafeteria, no one even caring to glance at him. He knew Reita had though, he always did. He just never approached Ruki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He grabbed a tray and headed for the lunch line, students cutting in front of him, not giving a damn about even getting yelled at. They knew Ruki couldn't defend for himself and&amp;nbsp;that he wasn't the kind to even speak a word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He tapped his fingers against the tray, looking around the crowded cafeteria. There were the odd ones, the popular ones, the quiet ones, the loud ones, and last but not least, Reita's group. The group that couldn't exactly be described. They trudged around the school, almost like they didn't belong here. Girls wanted them, and so did guys. You can't call them a group filled with a bunch of players though, considering half of them have had commited relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It made him depressed that Reita was considered single, atleast to his friends that is. And when the girls had found out, they bombarded his lover with Valentine cards. He could clearly remember Reita taking home a bag full of them and dumping them into the trash can that was in their kitchen. And what happened after that was a bit R rated, possibly more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;MOVE ALREADY!&amp;quot; someone shouted from beside him. He turned and realized the line had moved up quite a bit. Quickly nodding his apologies, he grabbed his tray and walked forward. He decided on getting the peanut butter and jelly sandwich with a yogurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He paid the total and went searching for a table. He never ate with &amp;quot;groups.&amp;quot; It's not that he didn't want to, but it was because he didn't have one. Ruki just didn't have social skills, and he was completely fine with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He turned his head a bit as he passed Reita's table, getting quick eye contact before Reita broke it and went back to talking to a girl who had come over to ask him something. He was smiling brightly, and Ruki felt jealous.&amp;nbsp;Ruki was fine with not being acknowledged by his lover, but having him talking to a girl right in front of Ruki's face was kind of pushing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He accidently bumped into someone as he was lost in thought, his food dropping onto the guy's uniform and landing on the floor. The cafeteria went silent, turning all their heads in his direction to see what had happened. Wincing as he realized how tall the person in front of him was, he looked up to come face to face with an angry expression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;What ...the fuck.&amp;quot; the guy hissed, his fist clenching into balls by his side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I-I'm sorry.&amp;quot; Ruki whispered out, clearly afraid of what would happen to him in this situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You little bitch!&amp;quot; the guy screamed, grabbing onto Ruki's collar and slamming him against the nearest wall. Ruki felt the force of the shove and the air leaving his lungs. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see Reita watching tentively, but not even budging from his seat. Ruki quickly inhaled and held his breathe, closing his eyes when he saw the student's fist go up. And then he felt a punch to his face, and then a few more, and he nearly passed out. He could feel his body being dropped and hear footsteps, indicating that the student was leaving, and then he blacked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;___&lt;div style="text-align: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He felt something wet and cold on his face, wiping him down. His eyes fluttered open, adjusting to the sunlight coming through the window slowly. He turned his head on the pillow and saw Reita, arm extended from the side of the bed to wash his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reita looked down at him worriedly. &amp;quot;You feeling okay?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruki&amp;nbsp;nodded slightly, and tried to smile. However,&amp;nbsp;he hissed as&amp;nbsp;his face began to hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Don't try and smile. Your right cheek is bruised, you have two scratches on the left side of your face, and your lip was busted open. Just try and rest, okay baby?&amp;quot; Reita whispered comfortingly.&amp;nbsp;Ruki nodded again and looked up at the ceiling as Reita continued to clean up his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He&amp;nbsp;really wonders if Reita ever regrets being with&amp;nbsp;him and coming to live in&amp;nbsp;his apartment. He came from a wealthy&amp;nbsp;family and had decided to move out and live with Ruki. His parents weren't against it, as they were very accepting of their relationship. Reita's parents wouldn't even mind if they went out and got married in a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked at Reita sadly, the other man wasn't looking at him as he was busy&amp;nbsp;dabbing at the scratches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He opened his mouth to say something but Reita put his finger to his lip, silencing him. &amp;quot;Rest.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why didn't you protect me?&lt;/em&gt; he thought to himself. And he closed his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To help emotional character development, I may need to change POVs in the future. Bear with me, I am dealing with school and life as well. Comments are appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kasabaka.livejournal.com/65961.html#cutid1"&gt;Previously&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>[FIC] - Keep On Hiding - Reita/Ruki - PG-13 to NC-17 - 1/?</title>
    <published>2009-08-30T03:47:01Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-30T08:44:58Z</updated>
    <category term="keep on hiding"/>
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    <lj:music>B.E.G - Abracadabra</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Title:&lt;/strong&gt; Keep On Hiding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapters:&lt;/strong&gt; 1 / ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pairing(s):&lt;/strong&gt; Reita/Ruki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Author:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://kasabaka.livejournal.com/profile"&gt;&lt;img alt="[info]" width="17" height="17" style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-right: 1px; vertical-align: bottom; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" src="http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://kasabaka.livejournal.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;kasabaka&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rating(s):&lt;/strong&gt; PG-13 to NC-17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Genre:&lt;/strong&gt; Highschool, AU, Drama, Fluff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Warnings:&lt;/strong&gt; Yaoi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Disclaimer:&lt;/strong&gt; Don't own them. Entertainment purposes only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summary:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Reita isn't out of the closet at school and Ruki has to deal with having a closeted lover. But going to the same school and being acknowledged only at home can be frustrating. What happens if Ruki faces trouble?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;____________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruki smoothed out Reita's school uniform, straightening his tie and stepping back to look his lover over. He nodded, smiling. Perfect. Reita smiled back and stepped forward, wrapping his arms around Ruki's waist and kissed him on the lips softly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Thank you.&amp;quot; he whispered into the shorter's ear. He could feel Ruki's smile against his shoulder and the nod that meant &amp;quot;you're welcome.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I'm leaving first. See you back home, okay?&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;the older man said before slipping on his shoes and heading out of the door. Ruki quickly locked it and walked into their living room, falling back onto the couch and sighing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wondered when the day he could actually walk to school with his lover would come. He knew the other man didn't want to get caught walking with him, talking with him, eating with him, anything that had to do with him. It would mean Reita's friend would know he was gay, and Reita didn't want that at all. Not yet, or so he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reita would always leave to school early, so that Ruki had enough time to stay behind and get ready, but still be able to make it without being tardy. That way they wouldn't be caught walking out of the same apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruki ran a hand through his hair and leaned further into the couch, bringing his knees up to wrap his arms around. He buried his chin in between his knees and looked around the apartment. It wasn't messy, pretty clean actually. That meant he had nothing to do for the next 15 minutes or so. He had already done the dishes this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He continued to stare at the wall, beginning to doze off when he noticed the 15 minutes had passed after taking a quick glance at the clock. Groaning, he pushed himself off of the couch and walked to their bedroom. Quickly tossing his clothes to the side, he threw on the horrid school uniform and combed out his hair. Grabbing his backpack and keys,&amp;nbsp;Ruki left the apartment, steps heavy against the pavement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess this chapter turned out pretty okay. Comments are appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kasabaka:59520</id>
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    <title>Ponytails - One-shot</title>
    <published>2008-12-04T08:00:13Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-04T23:15:29Z</updated>
    <category term="reituki"/>
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    <lj:music>Girugamesh - Owari to Mirai</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Title: Ponytails&lt;br /&gt;Chapters: One-shot&lt;br /&gt;Pairing(s): Reita x Ruki&lt;br /&gt;Author: kasabaka&lt;br /&gt;Rating(s): PG&lt;br /&gt;Warnings:&amp;nbsp;Yaoi&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: I don't own anyone.&lt;br /&gt;Comment:&amp;nbsp;What a random story.&lt;br /&gt;Summary:&amp;nbsp;Reita wanted to see Ruki with ponytails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;&amp;ldquo;You know Ru, I&amp;rsquo;ve always wondered what you would look like with ponytails.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;&amp;ldquo;&amp;hellip;..&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;&amp;ldquo;I mean it would look so cute.&amp;ldquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;&amp;ldquo;No it wouldn&amp;rsquo;t.&amp;rdquo; Ruki said, shooting a glare at his lover who was laying on the couch comfortably.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;&amp;ldquo;How would you know?&amp;rdquo; Reita asked, raising an eyebrow as he squeezed on the huge plush bear he had given Ruki on their anniversery.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;After slipping on a huge T-shirt, he walked over and sat down next to Reita. Shifting a bit to get comfortable, he answered &amp;ldquo;When I was younger, my mom kept my hair pretty long. It was horrifying. Once in awhile she would get these&amp;hellip;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;pink&lt;/i&gt; hair ties and give me ponytails, pigtails, you name it. Some of her friends mistakened me for a girl.&amp;rdquo; He shuddered at the memories.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Maybe that&amp;rsquo;s why you&amp;rsquo;re so sexy now.&amp;rdquo; Reita said, placing the bear on the floor and opening up his arms so that Ruki would lay on his chest. Ruki complied, getting up on his knees before placing himself directly on Reita&amp;rsquo;s chest. He always felt safe like this, it was a comforting habit; and Reita knew. He sighed, inhaling the scent that was purely Reita. He loved this man.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;&amp;ldquo;I like how you&amp;rsquo;re so small.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;The statement caught Ruki&amp;rsquo;s attention and he lifted his head up, giving his lover a pointed look. Reita laughed, &amp;ldquo;It&amp;rsquo;s much easier to hold you.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Ruki only grinned and pecked his lover&amp;rsquo;s lips gently, nuzzling his neck. They&amp;rsquo;ve been together for so long and understood each other so well. The fights were rare now unlike before when they were merely boyfriends. The day Reita had declared they were lovers, Ruki was able to open himself up to the man truthfully. He told him almost everything, keeping little to himself. Sometimes he felt the need for privacy but Reita understood now, something he was glad for.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Maybe we should go out and buy a blond wig. I&amp;rsquo;m starting to get really curious about those ponytails.&amp;rdquo; Reita said in a serious tone, nodding to himself.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;&amp;ldquo;You&amp;rsquo;re kidding right?&amp;rdquo; Ruki sighed. If he had to do it to make the other man happy, he would but that didn&amp;rsquo;t mean he wanted to.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;&amp;ldquo;No I&amp;rsquo;m not.&amp;rdquo; Reita said, hearing a groan from below. He smiled and softly pet Ruki&amp;rsquo;s hair, catching the other&amp;rsquo;s attention.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Ru?&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Hmm?&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;&amp;ldquo;I love you.&amp;rdquo; Reita said, holding the other&amp;rsquo;s chin up and kissing him passionately.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;&amp;ldquo;I love you too, Reita.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small"&gt;Hope you liked. Leave a comment? &amp;hearts;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>His "Away" Message - Prologue / 1</title>
    <published>2008-11-20T07:37:43Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-20T07:39:48Z</updated>
    <category term="reituki"/>
    <category term="fanfic"/>
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    <lj:music>SuG - Alterna</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Title: His &amp;quot;Away&amp;quot; Message&lt;br /&gt;Chapters: Prologue / 1&lt;br /&gt;Pairing(s): Reita x Ruki&lt;br /&gt;Author: kasabaka&lt;br /&gt;Rating(s): PG-13&lt;br /&gt;Warnings: Yaoi&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: I don't own anyone.&lt;br /&gt;Comment: Been a long time everybody.&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It clearly stated &lt;em&gt;&amp;quot;Call if you need anything.&amp;quot;&lt;/em&gt;, yet I still can't bring myself to dial his number. It was like my hands didn't allow me to. I knew heart to heart we were connected in some way, I just wasn't brave enough to move us forward though. He liked me, I liked him. However, nothing happened. We used to spend hours instant messaging online but that stopped after I admitted my feelings for him. Yes, it hurt, a lot. The mere fact that he would stop talking to me just because I fell in love with him. Was it really my fault?&amp;nbsp;I can't steer my heart to follow the one I fall for for; it has its own route.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The away message was haunting me in my room. All of the lights were off and the only one that shone was from the laptop screen. I was sitting against the headboard of my bed, laptop in its rightful place. Silently I pushed my glasses up to the bridge of my nose, gazing out of the window. It's become a habit lately, to just look outside and wonder. I sighed, having the urge to punch or kick something. I glanced over at the nightstand lamp but decided against it. Last time I was this angry, I broke the glass vase. In frustration I pulled the beanie off my head, my hair a not-to-surprising mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again I flipped open my phone, the digits and symbols shining a bright blue. I ran my thumb over them, pressing a few numbers as if calling someone. Taking another look at my instant messaging list, my eyes once again ran over his away message. &lt;em&gt;&amp;quot;Call if you need anything.&amp;quot;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I did need something.&amp;nbsp; I needed him, ...&lt;em&gt;desperately.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;I decided to come back to LJ and wanted to post this up. It's fairly short because it's only the prologue and 1 other part...which hopefully will be much, much longer. I'm quite busy now for many reasons and don't have all the time in the world to just sit and write like I wish I do. Leave a comment?(:&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Public Display - One-shot</title>
    <published>2008-07-30T23:01:18Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-21T02:44:05Z</updated>
    <category term="fluff"/>
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    <lj:music>Nightmare - Tokyo Shounen</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Title: Public Display&lt;br /&gt;Chapters: One-shot&lt;br /&gt;Pairing(s): Reita x Ruki&lt;br /&gt;Author: kasabaka&lt;br /&gt;Rating(s): PG-13&lt;br /&gt;Genre: Fluff, humor?&lt;br /&gt;Warnings: Yaoi &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: I don't own anyone.&lt;br /&gt;Comment: I was bored (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were basically a pubilc display. Course, living in Japan with many other gay guys did make it easier to make out in public but that didn't mean we didn't catch attention. And when I say attention, I mean &lt;em&gt;a lot&lt;/em&gt; of attention. We merely hold hands and in the short distance of a block to another, we get over 20 stares. It's amazing I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The adults give us disgusted stares while the girls squealed like fans. Damn, if they knew we were gay then why bother fangirling over us. Not like we're going to fall for them anytime soon. I remember our Valentine's day clearly. It was morning and Reita and I were taking a stroll on the street to begin our day but then we didn't expect what we saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On every block, there we about 2 to 5 lamp posts, right? Well, apparently under each there was a gay couple making out. It was a turn on, yes. But the thing that turned me on most was what happened a few seconds later. Reita had found an empty spot under a lamp posted and shoved me against it, devouring my lips as if they were candy. I couldn't complain though so I kissed back just as fondly. You can pretty much guess what kind of attention we got. There was basically a&amp;nbsp;circle of people around us. Some trying to kill us, some trying to get a piece of our clothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Ruki?&amp;quot; he called, breaking me out of my trance of thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;What is it Re...sdfalsafs...&amp;quot; his lips smashed onto mine, my eyes wide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;LOOK!&amp;quot; Next thing I knew, there was a girl's finger in my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shinko/Tangie's Note:&lt;/strong&gt; Uhh my humor sucks &amp;gt;&amp;gt;; Sorry. Hope you liked it, though (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kasabaka.livejournal.com/46411.html"&gt;Fanfic Archive&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>Our Life In 4 Paper Squares - One-shot</title>
    <published>2008-06-09T05:26:59Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-21T02:43:38Z</updated>
    <category term="one-shot"/>
    <category term="fanfic"/>
    <category term="reitaxruki"/>
    <lj:music>12012 - Diamond</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Title: Our Life In 4 Paper Squares&lt;br /&gt;Chapters: One-shot&lt;br /&gt;Pairing(s): Reita x Ruki&lt;br /&gt;Author: kasabaka&lt;br /&gt;Rating(s): PG-13&lt;br /&gt;Warnings: Yaoi, Fluff&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: I don't own anyone.&lt;br /&gt;Comment: I request &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;FANART!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for this fanfic &amp;lt;3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;Square 1:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;quot;Taka! Taka!&amp;quot; Akira cried out as he landed on tiny butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takanori continued to run around on the grass, pointing and laughing at his dear friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He stuck his tongue out at the other and stopped in his tracks. &amp;quot;You lose Aki!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;It's not fair!&amp;quot; He pouted, kicking at the grass angrily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takanori tilted his head to the side, eyes filled with confusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;But...you couldn't catch me. So it IS fair!&amp;quot; he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Hmphh!&amp;quot; Akira got up and turned away, crossing his short arms&amp;nbsp;over his chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takanori slowly ran over to the other and tapped him on the shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Don't be mad, please?&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;tears welled up in his eyes. He didn't want his friend to be mad at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akira slowly turned around and his face softened. &amp;quot;Don't be a cry baby Taka.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He laughed as the other boy frowned and punched him lightly on the chest with his small fist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I am&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;not&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;a cry baby!&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;he said, wiping away the tears with the back of his hand&amp;nbsp;quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Fine, fine. I'm sorry.&amp;quot; Akira smiled and hugged the other boy's chubby frame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Square 2:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Takanori swung the school bag over himself and ran out the school gates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He frowned when he saw that his friend was smoking. Quickly, he ran over to the other and grabbed the cigarette before he could inhale from it once more and threw it to the floor, glaring up at Akira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;quot;I told you not to smoke Aki.&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp; He frowned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;quot;And I should listen to you, why?&amp;quot; He asked teasingly, bending down so that he was face to face with his friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Because I worry for you...&amp;quot; He blushed slightly, looking at the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;There's no need Taka. I can take care of myself fine.&amp;quot; He said, leaning against the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;No you can't! Watch, just watch. One day you're going to&amp;nbsp;die on me because of all the smoking and drinking you do. And you're still in high school!&amp;quot; His limbs were flying everywhere in anger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You need to shut up.&amp;quot; Akira bent down and placed his lips on the younger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takanori's eyes snapped open&amp;nbsp;but he didn't pull back from the other, he let the kiss continue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because...he wanted it to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Square 3:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;They held hands as they nervously made their way to the building. &amp;quot;You ready babe?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Takanori nodded and squeezed tighter onto his boyfriend's hand. They could only hope the other 3 members would accept them. Akira pushed the door to the room open and pulled Takanori inside,&amp;nbsp;now standing side by side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other three band members looked up at them expectantly and beads of sweat formed on their foreheads. Takanori looked at every corner of the practice room, avoiding their gazing eyes the best he could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Ummm...we're the new members.&amp;quot; Akira said, scratching the back of his head through nervousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;We know that. But why are you two holding hands?&amp;quot; The blonde who was sitting on the leather couch asked, raising an eyebrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That just built more tension inside the couples' bodies. Ruki squeezed his eyes shut, about to announce the truth and hoping the 3 would take it into consideration but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Because we're lovers.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Square 4:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He lightly pecked the shorter on the cheek and smiled. They both lay nude on the bed, the covers doing their job and covering their bodies. Ruki's thin form pressed against his in his sleep and his arm was wrapped possesively around his lover's waist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the vocalist's eyes fluttered open, they shared a moment and swam in each other's eyes. The moment ended to soon however and Ruki whined. He laughed and leaned down, kissing the other passionately before pulling back. He could see the saliva that was left behind on the red head's lips and he chuckled lightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruki licked his lips and nuzzled&amp;nbsp;slightly into Reita's hold.&amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;I don't want to go to practice today.&amp;quot; he pouted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You know we have to.&amp;quot; Reita said quietly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruki sighed as an&amp;nbsp;answer, burying his face in the bassist's chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I love you, Ruki.&amp;quot; he kissed the crown of his lover's head gently. He never wanted to or will want to&amp;nbsp;leave the younger one, ever. 8 years together and they still&amp;nbsp;haven't parted...and they never will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Ruki placed&amp;nbsp;the sketching pencil down and smiled at the pictures he drew. He had folded a piece of paper in half and then again, creating 4 simple squares. In each box, he drew out the memory that was most vivid&amp;nbsp;in his mind through each time period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first box was of&amp;nbsp;Reita and him when they were really young&amp;nbsp;and playing in the park. The&amp;nbsp;second box took place when they were both in high school. The third box&amp;nbsp;took place when they first got accepted into the band, and the fourth box was&amp;nbsp;the two of them in bed having a moment one morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were all drawn out nicely and he was planning to put it in a frame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;What're you doing Ru?&amp;quot; His lover asked from behind, coming to kneel besides the chair he was currently occupying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Look.&amp;quot; He said, proudly&amp;nbsp;holding the picture up for Reita to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;What is it?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glaring up at the bassist, he smacked him lightly over the head. &amp;quot;It's US!&amp;quot; he said, angrily putting it back onto the table&amp;nbsp;and grabbing the colored pencils.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Ow...you could've just said so &lt;em&gt;nicely&lt;/em&gt;.&amp;quot; He said, rubbing the back of his head in exaggeration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Well I worked really hard on it.&amp;quot; The vocalist pouted, opening up the new pack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;And it's beautiful babe, I'm sorry.&amp;quot; He hugged him as he stood up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Thank you, you're forgiven. Now please put me down.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reita laughed and set the other down, taking the box of colored pencils. &amp;quot;Give them back Rei! I need to color it.&amp;quot; He pouted again, trying to grab it back but sadly the other one was taller and was able to kep it from his reach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Nuh uh. You drew it, I get to color it. That way we both participate.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hearing this, Ruki smiled. &amp;quot;Okay~&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They sat down and started coloring in the drawing, continuing until most of it was finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Maybe I'll need a fifth square...&amp;quot; Ruki&amp;nbsp;whispered,&amp;nbsp;nibbling lightly on Reita's earlobe but none the less the bassist moaned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;And why is that?&amp;quot; He asked huskily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;For &lt;em&gt;this&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;moment.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As that was said, the colored pencils were dropped and &lt;em&gt;he&lt;/em&gt; was carried back to the bed bridal style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tangie's Note:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;I REQUEST &lt;strong&gt;FANART&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!!!~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;If anyone would like to draw me something like what was written in this fanfic, I'd &lt;strong&gt;GREATLY APPRECIATE&lt;/strong&gt; it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;I can't draw for shit and I really want some art to go with this T.T please?&lt;br /&gt;Also, join &lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/whispering_beat/profile"&gt;whispering_beat&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;---- A Reituki fanfic community &amp;lt;3</content>
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    <title>Kasabaka's Fanfiction Archive; Fanfics = 10% F-Locked</title>
    <published>2008-05-31T21:18:50Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-30T20:15:48Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>12012 - Pistol</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is my fanfiction archive (&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;NC-17 Fanfics are locked&lt;/span&gt;). Click the link of the band name you want to read about and you can find the fics I've written about them in there. There are so few because I quit most of my older fics. If you want to read my older fics though, you can click here = &lt;a href="http://kasabaka.livejournal.com/22031.html#cutid1"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt;. I won't be continuing any of those Chapter fanfics, sorry. And I'll be posting my stories in THIS archive from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kasabaka.livejournal.com/45298.html#cutid1"&gt;Alice Nine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kasabaka.livejournal.com/45399.html#cutid1"&gt;Nightmare&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kasabaka.livejournal.com/45769.html#cutid1"&gt;the Gazette&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kasabaka.livejournal.com/46319.html#cutid1"&gt;D'espairsRay&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kasabaka.livejournal.com/45927.html#cutid1"&gt;12012&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - - -&amp;nbsp;-&lt;br /&gt;Alice Nine = 2 &lt;font color="#ff99cc"&gt;One-shots&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nightmare = 4 &lt;font color="#ff99cc"&gt;One-shots&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Gazette = 1 &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;Drabble&lt;/font&gt;, 2 &lt;font color="#ff99cc"&gt;One-shots&lt;/font&gt;, 2 &lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;Chapter stories&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D'espairsRay = 1 &lt;font color="#ff99cc"&gt;One-shot&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12012 = 1 &lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;Chapter story&lt;/font&gt;, 1 &lt;font color="#ff99cc"&gt;One-shot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;- - - - -&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amount of One-shots - 10&lt;br /&gt;Amount of Drabbles - 1&lt;br /&gt;Amount of Chapter Stories - 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#cc99ff"&gt;Total = 14&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Horrified Guitarist - One-shot</title>
    <published>2008-05-29T07:20:56Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-21T02:43:14Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>12012 - Pistol</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Title: Horrified Guitarist&lt;br /&gt;Chapters: One-shot&lt;br /&gt;Pairing(s): Reita x Ruki&lt;br /&gt;Author: kasabaka&lt;br /&gt;Rating(s): R&lt;br /&gt;Warnings: Yaoi&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: I don't own anyone.&lt;br /&gt;Comment: Ehh my horrible attempt&amp;nbsp;of Reituki fluff &amp;gt;&amp;gt;;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Reita stirred in his sleep and fluttered his eyes opening, realizing it was morning. He squinted his eyes when the sun rays beamed into their bedroom. A smile crept to his face when he turned on his side, resting his head on his hand, elbow supported by the pillow. Ruki was still sleeping peacefully. At this moment, Ruki oddly reminded him of a panda. Those giant ones...hehehe. He slapped himself mentally for thinking such things about his &lt;em&gt;tiny &lt;/em&gt;lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruki started moving also, the vocalist's body telling him it was morning. Reita scooted closer so that their naked bodies could touch each other's and rested his lover's head on his chest. He felt the shorter man snuggle against his chest and yawn silently. He looked down to meet the adorable eyes&amp;nbsp;that belonged to his lover. &amp;quot;Reita!&amp;quot; he suddenly squeaked, bringing his arms up to hang around&amp;nbsp;the bassist's neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Hmmm?&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;the bassist questioned his&amp;nbsp;the other man's sudden outburst of his name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruki's voice lowered, &amp;quot;No, nothing...I'm just happy to wake up&amp;nbsp;next to&amp;nbsp;you.&amp;quot; He sighed happily and breathed in&amp;nbsp;Reita's scent, nostrils filling with whatever Reita smelled like. He just knew he liked it. Reita pulled the other man closer and the blanket higher, almost covering Ruki completely. When he heard his lover gasping for breathe did he pull the blanket down. &amp;quot;Reita! Don't freakin try and suffocate me!&amp;quot; He glared at the bassist playfully, sitting up and turning his back to the bassist, pouting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reita sat up and stared at the other man's back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Ruki...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Hmphh!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Ru, don't be mad with me...please?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruki turned around and continued to pout adorably. Reita smiled softly and pulled the other closer, planting a kiss on those plush lips only to have his head put firmly in place by the vocalist's soft hands on the back of his neck. Their tongues met and Ruki smiled happily into the kiss. Reita pulled him closer and then their chests met, pulling Ruki down so he could be on top of him. Eventually they pulled away from the lack of air.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;R-rei...&amp;quot; he panted out slowly, catching his breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The call wasn't meant to be answered so silence soon filled the room. The only thing you would be able to hear is the faint sound of Reita petting Ruki's head soothingly and a sigh from the latter.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, this room soon was filled with pants and moans...so loud that the ones creating the noises did not hear the front door of Uruha and Reita's shared apartment open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the result to that, a horrified guitarist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;Shinko/Tangie's Note:&amp;nbsp;This was...terrible. My mind is all messed up right now because of whatever reason. I can't think right. That's why the ending was so lame, dammit. Oh well, C&amp;amp;C appreciated.</content>
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    <title>Bunny Ears &amp; Baggy Clothes - Drabble</title>
    <published>2008-05-27T06:11:47Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-21T02:42:50Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>Fated To Love You OTP</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#00ccff" size="5"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" size="2"&gt;Title: Bunny Ears &amp;amp; Baggy Clothes&lt;br /&gt;Chapters: Drabble&lt;br /&gt;Pairing(s): Reita x Ruki &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Author: kasabaka&lt;br /&gt;Rating(s): PG-13&lt;br /&gt;Warnings: Yaoi&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: I don't own anyone.&lt;br /&gt;Comment: Happy Birthday Reita! My #1 bassist idol, forever. &amp;lt;3&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font color="#00ccff" size="5"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;!~!!!~! HAPPY BIRTHDAY !~!!!~!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Ruki stood a few feet away from Reita who was on the couch with wide eyes. He was dressed in bunny ears and adorable baggy clothing, making him look even smaller than he already was. When Reita didn't do anything but stare however, Ruki pouted and started to retreat back into their bedroom only to be pulled back by the waist and set on his lover's lap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He giggled slightly when Reita took off his bunny ears and&amp;nbsp;kissed the crown of his head as he snuggled warmly into the bassist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Thank you Ru.&amp;quot; Reita whispered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You're welcome Rei.&amp;quot; He whispered back, making the bassist laugh slightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You're small.&amp;quot; Was Reita's sudden comment and that made Ruki turn on Reita's lap so he could face him. Glaring at his lover, he gave a light punch to his chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Well it's true. The baggy clothes makes you so adorable.&amp;quot; Before Ruki could protest anymore, Reita put his forehead to Ruki's and leaned down, placing a kiss on the other's plush lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruki smiled happily into the kiss and could only wonder what the other would taste like after eating the cake....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yum...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>Journal is Friends Only! ^^</title>
    <published>2007-09-03T03:10:49Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-08T07:47:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i192.photobucket.com/albums/z150/GDJiyong/rukifobanner2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;by abthitine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Starting November 19, 90% of my Fanfics are going to be public.&lt;br /&gt;The stories that range in G, PG, PG-13, &amp;amp; R are now posted public.&lt;br /&gt;NC-17 ones remain private along with personal journal entries.&lt;br /&gt;Comment to be added. - &lt;strong&gt;kasabaka&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kasabaka.livejournal.com/46411.html"&gt;Fanfic Archive&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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