"I talk about the gods, I am an atheist. But I am an artist too, and therefore a liar. Distrust everything I say. I am telling the truth."

--Ursula K. Leguin

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Apr. 8th, 2009

[Fic] It’s the Motion

Fic post from my archive.

It's the Motion

Gokudera thinks it's unfair how good Yamamoto looks on a motorcycle; Yamamoto thinks it's the perfect opportunity. Written for DW's inaugural comment porn meme with the prompt: Yamamoto/Gokudera, motorcycles as aphrodisiacs. Porn without Plot, I-4

It was easier, Hayato decided, when Yamamoto was actually driving the motorcycle. And it was easier because Yamamoto was an idiot, and liked to do silly, flashy moves, and it was easy to roll his eyes at someone popping a wheelie and laughing like a kid.

The hard part was when Yamamoto was holding still on the damn thing. And the hardest part was keeping his eyes away from long, long legs spread casually over a sleek machine and not, not, looking at the way worn denim pulled taut over Yamamoto's thighs.

Mar. 20th, 2009

[Fic] Working Till the Sun Don’t Shine

Fic post from my archive.

Working Till the Sun Don't Shine

Gokudera has a stressful day and wants Yamamoto to help him unwind, which Yamamoto is perfectly happy to do. Pure Porn, I-4

Hayato closed the door to his office carefully, breathing deep and slow.

"That didn't go very well," Takeshi observed from where he stood looking out the window.

"No. It didn't," Hayato said, with what he thought was a commendable lack of screaming rage, under the circumstances. He hung his jacket on a chair and undid his tie with short, precise movements, eyes narrowed at empty air.

Mar. 18th, 2009

[Fic] Going Back Someday

Fic post from my archive.

Going Back Someday

Yamamoto comes to visit Gokudera and they navigate around their trust and need for each other--indirectly as always. Drama with Romantic Porn, I-4

"Takeshi?" He blinked, hands full of his front door and his math textbook, neither free to adjust his reading glasses the way he felt a momentary need to.

"Hey." Takeshi leaned in the doorway, grinning. "Thought it was about time I stopped in for a visit."

After over a month away. Hayato sniffed, but stood aside for him. "I suppose you might as well come in, yes."

Mar. 16th, 2009

[Fic] Comfort Food

Fic post from my archive.

Comfort Food

Gokudera is sick and being stubborn, and Yamamoto decides to step in. Unmitigated Fluff, I-2

Warning: May cause tooth decay. To prevent cavities, brush thoroughly after every reading.

"'mb fide," Gokudera muttered around his wad of handkerchief. It hadn't moved far all day, but when it had his nose had looked absolutely raw. "Not goig to slack off by job 'cause of a code."

Takeshi sighed and made a note to himself that Gokudera got more stubborn and foul-tempered when he was sick. He wouldn't have thought it was possible if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes.

Mar. 13th, 2009

[Fic] Body Language

Fic post from my archive.

Body Language

Gokudera's trust issues are Yamamoto's new hobby; he has his work cut out for him. Drama with Romance, I-3

"Delivery!" Takeshi called, cheerfully, banging on Gokudera's door. It took a few minutes for Gokudera to answer the door, and another for him to finish staring in disbelief.

"What are you doing?"

"Bringing you dinner." Takeshi dangled the bag of carryout from raised fingers.

Mar. 12th, 2009

[Fic] Gray Willow Catkins

Fic post from my archive.

Gray Willow Catkins

Yamamoto decides Gokudera is broken and needs to be fixed. It takes a while to find the right opening. Drama with Romance, I-3

Gokudera's constant growling had always kind of amused him, and he admitted that every now and then he sort of poked Gokudera just to get him going. Like playing with a cat; a few scratches were fair trade for getting to watch it flail at you. Actually, Gokudera reminded him a lot of a cat, sometimes, a feral cat that would only let one person pet him without biting, and that person was Tsuna. Even when they'd just met it had made Takeshi wonder a little how often Gokudera must have gotten kicked, to be that way, and now he was wondering more seriously.

Mar. 11th, 2009

[Fic] May Flowers

Fic post from my archive.

May Flowers

Tsuna gives his people whatever they need, and Yamamoto is no exception. Porn with Characterization, I-4

It was easier, he thought, to give Gokudera what he needed. Gokudera was far more straightforward. When Yamamoto came to him, Tsuna had to look harder and make guesses.

Sometimes Yamamoto just sat quietly at his feet for an evening. Sometimes he wanted to hold Tsuna, to shelter and shield him, and Tsuna rested against his chest until his arms relaxed and loosened. Sometimes he wanted to touch, slow and gentle, and kissed Tsuna's fingers softly until he said yes.

And sometimes he needed to not be the protector, for a while.

Mar. 5th, 2009

[Fic] A Scratched Record

Fic post from my archive.

A Scratched Record

Kyouko and Haru meet Uni as she's introduced to Tsuna, and get a shock. Drama, I-3

Abruptly Haru's mouth snapped shut and her eyes narrowed. "Your necklace," she murmured, as if casually. "Is it your rememberance of your mother?"

The quirk to Uni's mouth turned a bit sour. "Exactly."

Kyouko looked down at the pendant, puzzled. She'd seen it once or twice before, though Unità usually wore it under her clothes. It was an odd shape, she remembered...

And then her heart nearly stopped as she really looked at it for the first time.

Mar. 4th, 2009

[Fic] She Danced Across the Mountain

Fic post from my archive.

She Danced Across the Mountain

As Kyouko and Haru settle into their lives with the mafia, sometimes they need advice. Drama, I-3

"...and never, ever accept red flowers. All right, I think I got all that." Kyouko sat back, one hand rubbing her forehead.

Unità's lips quirked in sympathy. "You're doing very well, for someone who's never even traveled abroad before."

Kyouko's soft smile was more wry than usual. "And here I thought that, once I was done with the university entrance exams, I wouldn't be studying any more."

Mar. 3rd, 2009

[Fic] Saints of Palermo

Fic post from my archive.

Saints of Palermo

The Giglio Nero boss talks to Kyouko and Haru about the other side of the mafia. Drama, I-3

"I did mention that those girls were transparent?" She nibbled on the end of her pen. Coffee, yes, that would be... unthreatening. "If we're to be allies, I'm not letting Vongola stand around with a weakness like that hanging out where anyone can aim at it. And those boys probably won't even see it until far too late."

Mar. 2nd, 2009

[Fic] Give One Heart

Fic post from my archive.

Give One Heart

Hibari thinks it's about time someone told Kyouko and Haru a few things. Drama, I-3

He remembered the point in his past, his old past he supposed he should say, when Kyouko had finally coaxed the truth out of her brother and Sawada; it had been the first time he'd thought the girl might have teeth after all. He remembered the impressive black eye and the hangdog expression that Sasagawa and Sawada had sported, respectively, afterwards; the bruise had faded sooner. He remembered the fierceness in Sawada's eyes when he'd demanded Kyouya's word that he would protect the younger Kyouko and Haru, when they came forward; only after that word was given had he, reluctantly, agreed to the whole plan.

Of course, in Kyouya's opinion, the best way to protect someone was to sharpen their teeth.

Feb. 20th, 2009

[Fic] But For the Love of You

Fic post from my archive.

But For the Love of You

Tsuna accepts what Gokudera offers, so that he can give what he can. Porn with Characterization, I-4

Tsuna had thought, ever since he started to think about it at all, that the reason Gokudera seemed harsh to most people was that the brash manner he wrapped around himself clashed so with the fine elegance of his mind and presence. In the rare moments he let himself quiet, Gokudera seemed quite gentle to Tsuna, voice lowered into smoothness, the lines that usually caged his eyes tight relaxing into something like serenity.

Jan. 22nd, 2009

[Fic] It’s All a Metaphor

Fic post from my archive.

It's All a Metaphor

Remixed ending, a kind of AU to the rest of the arc. This is another way Tsuna and Xanxus might have come to their final understanding--a somewhat more dramatic one. Mind-Porn, I-4

"Your Flame is strong enough." Xanxus took Tsuna's wrist and pulled his hand up, placing it flat against his chest. "Show me, again."

Tsuna swallowed, trying to get his voice back from wherever shock had taken it. "Xanxus. I don't know if..."

Xanxus eyes were burning, locked with Tsuna's, and his words vibrated through his chest under Tsuna's palm. "Show me."

Jan. 21st, 2009

[Fic] I Said, You Said

Fic post from my archive.

I Said, You Said

Xanxus finally hears what Tsuna means when he says Xanxus is one of his Family. Drama with Fluff, I-3

Gokudera leaned an elbow on the back of Tsuna's chair and chuckled softly. "You sure have a way with people like that, boss."

Jan. 20th, 2009

[Fic] What’s Love Got to Do With It

Fic post from my archive.

What's Love Got to Do With It

The Ninth helps Xanxus find someone he can bear to be. Drama with Angst and Fluff, I-3

It wasn't that Tsuna didn't trust the Ninth, because of course he did. And it wasn't that he didn't think the Ninth could handle Xanxus, even, or especially, now, because he did, really. It was just... well, his dad had made him solemnly swear he'd make sure the Ninth didn't overstrain himself.

And that was really the only reason Tsuna kept just happening to pass Xanxus' rooms or the balcony beyond them to check on them every couple days.

Jan. 19th, 2009

[Fic] The Nature of You

Fic post from my archive.

The Nature of You

As Tsuna grows into his position, his conflicts with Xanxus escalate again and finally break. Drama, I-4, some spoilers

Tsuna sat at an oval table with the advisors and lieutenants so newly inherited and tried to feel leader-like. It still wasn't easy.

Jan. 5th, 2009

[Fic] Off-label Use

Fic post from my archive.

Off-label Use

Dino is reading up on Japanese history and culture, and finds just the thing to provoke Hibari with. Humor with Romance, I-2

Note: This will be funniest if you've read any of the Edo period reams of love-advice for samurai, though it should make sense even if you haven't. If you haven't I quite recommend them, they're very entertaining.

Dino sat cross-legged on Kyouya's couch, reading down a page in his book and ticking things off with a highlighter.

Five years whole-hearted devotion, check. Kyouya certainly didn't leave much room for anything else, at least if a person wanted to live on with all his bones intact.

Jan. 3rd, 2009

[Fic] Sex Sells

Fic post from my archive.

Sex Sells

What if the box weapon maker wanted more funds? What sells better than weapons? Box sex toys! Absolute Crack with Bawdy Porn, I-4

"You didn't actually ask what they did?"

"Oh, come on, Koenig always names the boxes bizarre things."

"Yes, but... 'Purple Ecstasy'?"

Jan. 1st, 2009

[Fic] Moments of Mind and Self

Fic post from my archive.

Moments of Mind and Self

Yamamoto reflects on the meaning of being a born killer. Character Sketch, I-3

Yamamoto Takeshi had never killed.

Dec. 29th, 2008

[Fic] Untamable

Fic post from my archive.

Untamable

Dino helps Hibari figure a few things out. It doesn't take Hibari long at all. Porn with Characterization, I-4

Dino knew Kyouya didn't believe in socializing, but honestly. He was going to get more than "well enough" out of Kyouya if it killed him. Which was still a possibility, if less so these days, but Dino felt he owed the risk to both his little brother and his not-exactly-student.