Here Lies the Snow Leopard...

...curled, covered, camoflauged in the deep snow of the Himalayas; wrapped in her tail is an old weathered book - faded and cracked leather binding, pages flimsy with age peeking out from the cover.

"I came for the book" you say.

The Snow Leopard scoffs, breath misting the frozen air in an irritated huff. "So you have," she sighs.

She unfurls her thick protective tail, slowly, as if the action pains her; and in a way it does - to reveal this tightly kept secret to you.

You bow to her gratefully - you've ached to uncover the book for so long now...

You pick it up gingerly, as if cradling a limp sleeping baby. Finally! The mystery is right in your own hands.

Tenderly, you lift the worn cover and read...

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Thursday, April 22, 2010

Prompt: The Monster Ate It

Title: the Monster Ate It
Chapters: Oneshot
Rating: G (?)
Warnings: Crossdressing
Genre: Romance
Pairing(s): Reita x Uruha (the GazettE)
Summary: Uruha's got stage fright, can Reita help??
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction, however all characters therein are living people and owned by themselves
Author's Note: I have a big grudge against typos and mispellings so let me know if you spot any!! =)
Cross posted: coming soon to LJ

*Note's on the names (for non-jrock fans):
Uruha = Kouyou, Shima
Reita = Ue-chan, Akira

Uruha paced the dark hallway, a tangled jumble of nerves wrapped in female clothes. His amber eyes glinted with fear beneath the heavy smudges of makeup covering his eyelids.

"Oi! Shima!" Reita called out the backstage entrance, searching for the missing lead guitarist.

Uruha looked up at Reita, and at once the bassist knew. Of course he knew. Reita had seen that same look many times through the years - the beginning day of soccer tryouts when he'd first met Uruha, the time when Uruha had climbed too far up the tree in his backyard and couldn't get down, the day before the middle school dance when Uruha wanted to ask his first crush out... Reita had seen an identical look on Uruha's face all of those times and many more.

"I just need a minute-"

"Shima-"

"Ue-chan, please."

Reita sighed and came the rest of the way out the door and into the alley. Uruha turned away as Reita approached him; his fearful eyes shone dully from the single weak light flickering near the door.

"Stage fright is normal, Shima," Reita soothed.

Uruha said nothing and crossed his arms over themselves, hugging himself in the chill of the night.

"Kouyou, it's not like you're going to be alone out there."

"It's not that." Uruha deadpanned.

"Then tell me."

"You wouldn't understand."

Reita laughed. "Who do you think you're talking to?"

Uruha's lips twitched into a split-second grin.

"Come on," Reita said, laying his hand on Uruha's shoulder, "don't make me take the monster out."

Uruha mock-glared, "don't you dare!!"

"Too late~!" Reita sang. He attacked Uruha's sides with merciless enjoyment, tickling the sensitive guitarist into a whimpering frenzy.

"Ue- Ue - AKIRA! I give! I give!" Uruha collapsed against the brick wall, panting. "You jerk."

Reita grinned proudly. "Don't blame me, it was the monster." He leaned down and extended hand, helping Uruha up. "Ready?"

Uruha took Reita's hand. "...Yeah."

"Yeah? You're good now? What happened to your stage fright or whatever it was?"

Uruha smiled secretly, not releasing Reita's hand once he'd helped him up. He pulled them towards the door. "The monster ate it."

1 comment:

lonelyiceangel22 said...

Lol I like this. Cute and funny. It reminds me of the times my aunt would also attack me and my cousin with the ''tickle monster''. I couldn't stop laughing for a full minute even after it was done. Ah, the memories of childhood :)