A Confusing Day
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write_my_dreamsTitle: A Confusing Day
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Pairing: Tsuzuku x Koichi, brief mention of Tsuzuku x Ryoga
Genre: Bandverse, humor
Warning: Language, mentions of sex
Disclaimer: The band members portrayed do not belong to me. The writing and story are mine.
Rating: PG
Chapter(s): 1/1
Summary: Tsuzuku falls asleep and has a very strange dream that his band mates are acting like polar opposites.
Author's Comment: This was started sometime when I was in Japan. It was written on my iPhone so I'm not sure exactly when I started it, but I found it recently and wanted to finish it. It basically began as a joke between a friend and I.
Tsuzuku entered the studio a minute before rehearsal was set to begin. Despite missing his train he'd still made it on time! Point to him. He blinked when he saw his band mates. The always fashionable MiA looked like he'd failed to do laundry for a month and had to resort to back of the closet clothes since he wore an old tour T-shirt and jeans so faded they were practically white. He wasn't even wearing designer shoes or jewelry! Koichi wore leggings and a ripped shirt that showed more skin than it covered, while Meto was chattering about a new coffee shop/bakery he'd found. He was so excited he and his blue pigtails were practically bouncing.
"Were the employees hot?" Koichi asked.
MiA rolled his eyes. "Could you stop being such a slut for five minutes?" He complained while Meto snorted in laughter.
"I'm not a—oh, hello Tsuzuku." Koichi eyed him hungrily.
Tsuzuku blinked. Usually he was the one checking out his band mates so being on the receiving end of a lustful stare from Koichi was rather unusual. Did he look especially enticing today? He'd worn red skinny jeans then a V-neck t-shirt; a common enough outfit for him so he wasn't sure why Koichi was suddenly checking him out.
"Stop giving Tsuzuku bedroom eyes!" MiA ordered.
"I was only saying hello."
"Yes, but you're a slut."
Koichi pouted. "That's rude. Do I call you a sloppy, cheap hobo since you hate shopping and the only new clothes you get are from fans or your mother?"
Tsuzuku blinked again. MiA hated shopping? Since when? He was always buying some new piece of clothing or jewelry (often designer) even though his closet was overflowing. "What happened to your hopeless shopping addiction?"
Meto raised an eyebrow. "You're kidding me. MiA with a shopping addiction? That's about as likely as Koichi being celibate."
Koichi glowered at Meto. "Fuck you, Meto."
"You'd like that wouldn't you?" Meto retorted. He smirked as he approached the chair Koichi was straddling. He smiled wickedly as he knelt in front of Koichi, gliding his palms up the bassist's thighs and making his breath hitch as they neared the hem of his shirt. Meto snorted then stood. "Told you you're a slut."
Tsuzuku decided to intervene as Koichi looked this close to getting violent. "Koichi, did your cats attack your shirt?" That or it'd lost a fight with a blender. Sure Koichi dressed sexy for the stage, but this was just rehearsal. Not that he would complain since Koichi's legs did look very nice. They'd feel better wrapped around him of course. Hands up that ripped excuse for a shirt... He noticed his band mates staring at him. "What?"
"Are you drunk?" Meto asked.
"What? No!" Tsuzuku insisted.
"Well you're being weird. You know I hate shopping and that Koichi is deathly allergic to cats. He has a rabbit, remember?" MiA prompted as he frowned at Tsuzuku. "So why are you asking us questions that have nothing to do with us?"
Tsuzuku opened his mouth to respond then closed it. He really had nothing to say in response to this revaluation about his band mates. "Um, I'm just tired I guess." He shrugged then headed to his mic stand. "Are we ready to practice?"
"I'd rather practice in bed with you," Koichi purred.
MiA and Meto scowled at him. It appeared their disapproving looks spoke louder than words since Koichi merely huffed and flounced off to get his bass. Tsuzuku curled his fingers around his mic stand, watching Koichi crouching down to take the instrument out of its case. So either this was a really good hallucination or he'd gotten lucky and actually could have sex with his beautiful bassist tonight. Gotten lucky. Tsuzuku smirked, grinning as Koichi straightened and caught him staring. The bassist smiled playfully then went to his amp, sitting on it and stretching out his long legs before glancing up to give Tsuzuku a come hither look.
Meto poked him in the chest with a drumstick as he sauntered over to his drums. "Need a tissue for the drool?"
Koichi glared at him. "You suck."
"Isn't that your job?" Meto retorted.
Tsuzuku frowned as MiA laughed while Koichi looked offended. What was wrong with liking sex? All they'd done so far was pick on Koichi. A glance at his watch showed they'd only been in the studio for ten minutes. "Leave Ko alone. You two sound like you stepped out of Mean Girls and are hardly virgins yourself." He adjusted his mic stand to a better height then growled playfully to test the volume. Satisfied with it he glanced at his band mates again. MiA seemed surprised that he'd stood up for Koichi but was at least plugging his guitar into his amp now while Meto had settled onto his stool, twirling his drumsticks.
They went through the planned set list then as usual clustered together to discuss the set list, confirming what songs they wanted to include and making replacements as needed.
"I'm wondering about," Tsuzuku paused when he heard Meto's stomach growl. "Hungry?" He asked, noticing MiA rubbing his own stomach.
Meto smiled sheepishly. "I guess."
Tsuzuku raked his hair back. "We might as well break for lunch then talk more afterwards." He was having one of his little appetite days so would just grab a coffee from the vending machine and maybe some onigiri. Occasionally MiA would go into mommy mode and bring extra food thinking that if Tsuzuku saw food he'd become hungry and want to eat it. Sometimes it worked sometimes it didn't.
"Want to have lunch together?" Meto asked MiA, linking arms with him.
"Sure."
"Try not to fuck in the restaurant bathroom," Tsuzuku teased smirking as MiA turned crimson.
Meto made a grossed out face. "Ew, I'd never have sex in a restaurant bathroom."
Tsuzuku arched his pierced eyebrow. "Saying that from experience or just don't care for it?"
"Worry about your own sex life, Tsu. You don't need to know about mine." Meto left with MiA leaving Tsuzuku alone with Koichi. Perfect, he'd wanted this situation anyway. And unlike the critics he wasn't above having sex in a bathroom so long as it was reasonably clean and the door had a sturdy lock. He still remembered the horrified look on K's face when he'd come into the bathroom backstage and Ryoga and Tsuzuku had quite literally fallen out of one stall to land at his feet since Ryoga hadn't locked the door properly and lost his balance after a particularly hard thrust from Tsuzuku. Horrified, K had promptly shrieked in disgust then fled the bathroom. He couldn't look at either of them for days without blushing.
Ah, memories.
"Hey, Tsu, do you want to get lunch too?" Koichi asked, pulling him back to the present.
Tsuzuku shrugged. "I'm not hungry." He was thirsty though. He grabbed his water bottle and took a drink catching Koichi's waist as he started to walk by. Lowering the bottle he smirked as he pulled the surprised Koichi up against him. "Though if you're on the menu..." He trailed off suggestively and made a show of looking Koichi over from head to toe admiring the fit of his leggings, the hints of skin his shirt showed.
Koichi fit himself against Tsuzuku's side, sliding his hand up his chest to curl around his shoulder. "Since when? You always push me away. Tell me you're not interested in me that way despite how you act on the stage."
Now that was just mind boggling. What sane man (or woman) would ever dream of rejecting Koichi? "I must've been insane then." He dropped his water bottle to fist his free hand in soft, pink and black hair. "How about I make it up to you right here, right now?" He purred.
Koichi grinned. "I'd like that." He pulled Tsuzuku closer and kissed him.
...
"Tsu," Koichi whined, shaking his shoulder and startling him awake. Huh? That was a dream? "Wake up! You're drooling all over my jeans!"
Tsuzuku shifted feeling damp fabric beneath his cheek. His brain still felt sluggish, struggling to catch up with reality. He'd just been kissing Koichi now he was waking up with his head in his lap? What was going on...
"Meto!" MiA's horrendous shriek startled him so badly he sat bolt upright hitting his head against Koichi's in the process, causing both of them to swear violently. Clutching his head Tsuzuku saw that poor Meto had tripped over his shoelace and dropped his can of grape Fanta, spilling the purple drink on MiA's new and, knowing him, expensive shoes. "I just bought these!"
"Sorry." Meto picked himself up brushing off the knees of his pants. He retrieved the Fanta can, toying with one of his lip piercings as he looked at MiA's shoes. "Bathroom?"
Tsuzuku flopped back down in Koichi's lap to hide his face in the bassist's thigh. Sure Ko was bony and thin as a rail, but his lap was nice and comfortable. "Wake me up once Princess is over his tantrum," he mumbled into the fabric.
"Tsu," Koichi whined again. "I don't want to be your pillow anymore. You'll drool on me again."
Tsuzuku ignored him. He tried closing his eyes, growling in displeasure when Koichi shook him roughly. Well fuck it. Obviously sleep was a lost cause at this point. He reluctantly sat up then rubbed his eyes, stifling a massive yawn. Ugh he should get up and go get a coffee from the vending machine... Or make Koichi get one for him. He hadn't worn leggings as he'd done in his dream but he had worn tight jeans that hugged his ass and legs quite nicely. Tsuzuku would enjoy seeing that view walking away from him. He had at least learned not to smack that nice ass after MiA had spun too quickly to yell at him and accidentally hit him with his guitar. Tsuzuku wasn't keen on repeating that experience or the awful headache it caused him. Koichi was less likely to get violent, but sometimes it just wasn't worth the risk. Even if he did have a great ass.
As if he'd read his mind Koichi was already getting up off the couch. He smoothed down his shirt then made a face at the damp spot on his legs. "I look like I wet myself,” he huffed before pouting at the vocalist. What did he want, an apology? Everyone drooled while they slept. It was a natural part of life.
Tsuzuku grinned, catching Koichi's hips and turning him around to face him. "You could always take off your pants you know. I wouldn't mind." Meto probably wouldn’t either.
Koichi gave him a dirty look. "I'm not going to practice in my underwear!"
Tsuzuku smirked as he looked Koichi over. "Why not?" They were hardly strangers to seeing the other's bodies thanks to changing before lives and PV shooting was common. “Did you go commando today?” Or he’d worn weird underwear. Tsuzuku remembered the hot pink bat print ones.
Koichi rolled his eyes. “No, Tsuzuku, I did not go commando. Some of us actually enjoy wearing underwear.” He smoothed down his shirt, pouting at his jeans again before flopping on the couch with a groan. “What were you even dreaming about anyway? If you were dreaming about having sex with Ryoga while sleeping on me I’m going to hit you.”
That would’ve been a nice dream. He could just have the real thing though. “Um… I’m not even sure. It felt real, we were still in Mejibray, but everything was different.”
“How so?” Koichi asked.
“MiA hated shopping. He was wearing a tour shirt from Messiah, really faded jeans, and he wasn’t even wearing designer shoes or jewelry.”
Koichi laughed. “That’s definitely not our MiA. What about me and Meto? Were we so different too?”
“You had on leggings and a ripped up shirt. I asked if your cats got to it… MiA said you were deathly allergic to them. That you had a rabbit. You looked good in that outfit though,” Tsuzuku added, smirking as Koichi rolled his eyes again. “Meto was really talkative. Mm and the best part, you really wanted to get in my pants.”
Koichi snorted. “Of course. Let me guess, we had sex in the studio?”
“We would’ve if you hadn’t woken me up.”
Koichi shook his head. “You’re hopeless. He shifted sideways so he could swing his long legs over, resting his feet in Tsuzuku’s lap. “I’ll consider it. Don't even think about fucking in the studio though.”
Too late. Tsuzuku was already picturing it. He could tell Koichi knew since he huffed again and pulled his legs back. “What? You know it’s human nature to think about something if they’re told not to,” he protested.
“You’re still hopeless.”
“But you’re considering it.”
Koichi rolled his eyes again. “Yes, you perv. Why don’t you take me out for a proper date first?”
“Dinner?” Tsuzuku asked, wondering if the classic of dinner and a movie was something Koichi wanted. There wasn’t anything good out though. If he suggested dinner and a movie in, Koichi would probably hit him with one of the pillows.
“Yes, Tsuzuku. Dinner. Wear something nice and try to impress me.”
Tsuzuku grinned. “It’s a date then.”
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write_my_dreamsPairing: Tsuzuku x Koichi, brief mention of Tsuzuku x Ryoga
Genre: Bandverse, humor
Warning: Language, mentions of sex
Disclaimer: The band members portrayed do not belong to me. The writing and story are mine.
Rating: PG
Chapter(s): 1/1
Summary: Tsuzuku falls asleep and has a very strange dream that his band mates are acting like polar opposites.
Author's Comment: This was started sometime when I was in Japan. It was written on my iPhone so I'm not sure exactly when I started it, but I found it recently and wanted to finish it. It basically began as a joke between a friend and I.
Tsuzuku entered the studio a minute before rehearsal was set to begin. Despite missing his train he'd still made it on time! Point to him. He blinked when he saw his band mates. The always fashionable MiA looked like he'd failed to do laundry for a month and had to resort to back of the closet clothes since he wore an old tour T-shirt and jeans so faded they were practically white. He wasn't even wearing designer shoes or jewelry! Koichi wore leggings and a ripped shirt that showed more skin than it covered, while Meto was chattering about a new coffee shop/bakery he'd found. He was so excited he and his blue pigtails were practically bouncing.
"Were the employees hot?" Koichi asked.
MiA rolled his eyes. "Could you stop being such a slut for five minutes?" He complained while Meto snorted in laughter.
"I'm not a—oh, hello Tsuzuku." Koichi eyed him hungrily.
Tsuzuku blinked. Usually he was the one checking out his band mates so being on the receiving end of a lustful stare from Koichi was rather unusual. Did he look especially enticing today? He'd worn red skinny jeans then a V-neck t-shirt; a common enough outfit for him so he wasn't sure why Koichi was suddenly checking him out.
"Stop giving Tsuzuku bedroom eyes!" MiA ordered.
"I was only saying hello."
"Yes, but you're a slut."
Koichi pouted. "That's rude. Do I call you a sloppy, cheap hobo since you hate shopping and the only new clothes you get are from fans or your mother?"
Tsuzuku blinked again. MiA hated shopping? Since when? He was always buying some new piece of clothing or jewelry (often designer) even though his closet was overflowing. "What happened to your hopeless shopping addiction?"
Meto raised an eyebrow. "You're kidding me. MiA with a shopping addiction? That's about as likely as Koichi being celibate."
Koichi glowered at Meto. "Fuck you, Meto."
"You'd like that wouldn't you?" Meto retorted. He smirked as he approached the chair Koichi was straddling. He smiled wickedly as he knelt in front of Koichi, gliding his palms up the bassist's thighs and making his breath hitch as they neared the hem of his shirt. Meto snorted then stood. "Told you you're a slut."
Tsuzuku decided to intervene as Koichi looked this close to getting violent. "Koichi, did your cats attack your shirt?" That or it'd lost a fight with a blender. Sure Koichi dressed sexy for the stage, but this was just rehearsal. Not that he would complain since Koichi's legs did look very nice. They'd feel better wrapped around him of course. Hands up that ripped excuse for a shirt... He noticed his band mates staring at him. "What?"
"Are you drunk?" Meto asked.
"What? No!" Tsuzuku insisted.
"Well you're being weird. You know I hate shopping and that Koichi is deathly allergic to cats. He has a rabbit, remember?" MiA prompted as he frowned at Tsuzuku. "So why are you asking us questions that have nothing to do with us?"
Tsuzuku opened his mouth to respond then closed it. He really had nothing to say in response to this revaluation about his band mates. "Um, I'm just tired I guess." He shrugged then headed to his mic stand. "Are we ready to practice?"
"I'd rather practice in bed with you," Koichi purred.
MiA and Meto scowled at him. It appeared their disapproving looks spoke louder than words since Koichi merely huffed and flounced off to get his bass. Tsuzuku curled his fingers around his mic stand, watching Koichi crouching down to take the instrument out of its case. So either this was a really good hallucination or he'd gotten lucky and actually could have sex with his beautiful bassist tonight. Gotten lucky. Tsuzuku smirked, grinning as Koichi straightened and caught him staring. The bassist smiled playfully then went to his amp, sitting on it and stretching out his long legs before glancing up to give Tsuzuku a come hither look.
Meto poked him in the chest with a drumstick as he sauntered over to his drums. "Need a tissue for the drool?"
Koichi glared at him. "You suck."
"Isn't that your job?" Meto retorted.
Tsuzuku frowned as MiA laughed while Koichi looked offended. What was wrong with liking sex? All they'd done so far was pick on Koichi. A glance at his watch showed they'd only been in the studio for ten minutes. "Leave Ko alone. You two sound like you stepped out of Mean Girls and are hardly virgins yourself." He adjusted his mic stand to a better height then growled playfully to test the volume. Satisfied with it he glanced at his band mates again. MiA seemed surprised that he'd stood up for Koichi but was at least plugging his guitar into his amp now while Meto had settled onto his stool, twirling his drumsticks.
They went through the planned set list then as usual clustered together to discuss the set list, confirming what songs they wanted to include and making replacements as needed.
"I'm wondering about," Tsuzuku paused when he heard Meto's stomach growl. "Hungry?" He asked, noticing MiA rubbing his own stomach.
Meto smiled sheepishly. "I guess."
Tsuzuku raked his hair back. "We might as well break for lunch then talk more afterwards." He was having one of his little appetite days so would just grab a coffee from the vending machine and maybe some onigiri. Occasionally MiA would go into mommy mode and bring extra food thinking that if Tsuzuku saw food he'd become hungry and want to eat it. Sometimes it worked sometimes it didn't.
"Want to have lunch together?" Meto asked MiA, linking arms with him.
"Sure."
"Try not to fuck in the restaurant bathroom," Tsuzuku teased smirking as MiA turned crimson.
Meto made a grossed out face. "Ew, I'd never have sex in a restaurant bathroom."
Tsuzuku arched his pierced eyebrow. "Saying that from experience or just don't care for it?"
"Worry about your own sex life, Tsu. You don't need to know about mine." Meto left with MiA leaving Tsuzuku alone with Koichi. Perfect, he'd wanted this situation anyway. And unlike the critics he wasn't above having sex in a bathroom so long as it was reasonably clean and the door had a sturdy lock. He still remembered the horrified look on K's face when he'd come into the bathroom backstage and Ryoga and Tsuzuku had quite literally fallen out of one stall to land at his feet since Ryoga hadn't locked the door properly and lost his balance after a particularly hard thrust from Tsuzuku. Horrified, K had promptly shrieked in disgust then fled the bathroom. He couldn't look at either of them for days without blushing.
Ah, memories.
"Hey, Tsu, do you want to get lunch too?" Koichi asked, pulling him back to the present.
Tsuzuku shrugged. "I'm not hungry." He was thirsty though. He grabbed his water bottle and took a drink catching Koichi's waist as he started to walk by. Lowering the bottle he smirked as he pulled the surprised Koichi up against him. "Though if you're on the menu..." He trailed off suggestively and made a show of looking Koichi over from head to toe admiring the fit of his leggings, the hints of skin his shirt showed.
Koichi fit himself against Tsuzuku's side, sliding his hand up his chest to curl around his shoulder. "Since when? You always push me away. Tell me you're not interested in me that way despite how you act on the stage."
Now that was just mind boggling. What sane man (or woman) would ever dream of rejecting Koichi? "I must've been insane then." He dropped his water bottle to fist his free hand in soft, pink and black hair. "How about I make it up to you right here, right now?" He purred.
Koichi grinned. "I'd like that." He pulled Tsuzuku closer and kissed him.
...
"Tsu," Koichi whined, shaking his shoulder and startling him awake. Huh? That was a dream? "Wake up! You're drooling all over my jeans!"
Tsuzuku shifted feeling damp fabric beneath his cheek. His brain still felt sluggish, struggling to catch up with reality. He'd just been kissing Koichi now he was waking up with his head in his lap? What was going on...
"Meto!" MiA's horrendous shriek startled him so badly he sat bolt upright hitting his head against Koichi's in the process, causing both of them to swear violently. Clutching his head Tsuzuku saw that poor Meto had tripped over his shoelace and dropped his can of grape Fanta, spilling the purple drink on MiA's new and, knowing him, expensive shoes. "I just bought these!"
"Sorry." Meto picked himself up brushing off the knees of his pants. He retrieved the Fanta can, toying with one of his lip piercings as he looked at MiA's shoes. "Bathroom?"
Tsuzuku flopped back down in Koichi's lap to hide his face in the bassist's thigh. Sure Ko was bony and thin as a rail, but his lap was nice and comfortable. "Wake me up once Princess is over his tantrum," he mumbled into the fabric.
"Tsu," Koichi whined again. "I don't want to be your pillow anymore. You'll drool on me again."
Tsuzuku ignored him. He tried closing his eyes, growling in displeasure when Koichi shook him roughly. Well fuck it. Obviously sleep was a lost cause at this point. He reluctantly sat up then rubbed his eyes, stifling a massive yawn. Ugh he should get up and go get a coffee from the vending machine... Or make Koichi get one for him. He hadn't worn leggings as he'd done in his dream but he had worn tight jeans that hugged his ass and legs quite nicely. Tsuzuku would enjoy seeing that view walking away from him. He had at least learned not to smack that nice ass after MiA had spun too quickly to yell at him and accidentally hit him with his guitar. Tsuzuku wasn't keen on repeating that experience or the awful headache it caused him. Koichi was less likely to get violent, but sometimes it just wasn't worth the risk. Even if he did have a great ass.
As if he'd read his mind Koichi was already getting up off the couch. He smoothed down his shirt then made a face at the damp spot on his legs. "I look like I wet myself,” he huffed before pouting at the vocalist. What did he want, an apology? Everyone drooled while they slept. It was a natural part of life.
Tsuzuku grinned, catching Koichi's hips and turning him around to face him. "You could always take off your pants you know. I wouldn't mind." Meto probably wouldn’t either.
Koichi gave him a dirty look. "I'm not going to practice in my underwear!"
Tsuzuku smirked as he looked Koichi over. "Why not?" They were hardly strangers to seeing the other's bodies thanks to changing before lives and PV shooting was common. “Did you go commando today?” Or he’d worn weird underwear. Tsuzuku remembered the hot pink bat print ones.
Koichi rolled his eyes. “No, Tsuzuku, I did not go commando. Some of us actually enjoy wearing underwear.” He smoothed down his shirt, pouting at his jeans again before flopping on the couch with a groan. “What were you even dreaming about anyway? If you were dreaming about having sex with Ryoga while sleeping on me I’m going to hit you.”
That would’ve been a nice dream. He could just have the real thing though. “Um… I’m not even sure. It felt real, we were still in Mejibray, but everything was different.”
“How so?” Koichi asked.
“MiA hated shopping. He was wearing a tour shirt from Messiah, really faded jeans, and he wasn’t even wearing designer shoes or jewelry.”
Koichi laughed. “That’s definitely not our MiA. What about me and Meto? Were we so different too?”
“You had on leggings and a ripped up shirt. I asked if your cats got to it… MiA said you were deathly allergic to them. That you had a rabbit. You looked good in that outfit though,” Tsuzuku added, smirking as Koichi rolled his eyes again. “Meto was really talkative. Mm and the best part, you really wanted to get in my pants.”
Koichi snorted. “Of course. Let me guess, we had sex in the studio?”
“We would’ve if you hadn’t woken me up.”
Koichi shook his head. “You’re hopeless. He shifted sideways so he could swing his long legs over, resting his feet in Tsuzuku’s lap. “I’ll consider it. Don't even think about fucking in the studio though.”
Too late. Tsuzuku was already picturing it. He could tell Koichi knew since he huffed again and pulled his legs back. “What? You know it’s human nature to think about something if they’re told not to,” he protested.
“You’re still hopeless.”
“But you’re considering it.”
Koichi rolled his eyes again. “Yes, you perv. Why don’t you take me out for a proper date first?”
“Dinner?” Tsuzuku asked, wondering if the classic of dinner and a movie was something Koichi wanted. There wasn’t anything good out though. If he suggested dinner and a movie in, Koichi would probably hit him with one of the pillows.
“Yes, Tsuzuku. Dinner. Wear something nice and try to impress me.”
Tsuzuku grinned. “It’s a date then.”
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Date: 2015-09-26 05:20 pm (UTC)I was all like YES slutty Koichi! Go go go! And MiA and meto's interactions were so freaking cute. Gah, I just loved this. Thank you for giving me some MEJIBRAY. I needed it.
Oh, then when he woke up...Koichi was too freaking cute! Koichi pillow xD
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Date: 2015-09-26 05:37 pm (UTC)Slutty Koichi was so fun to write. He wanted Tsu bad. MiA and Meto were fun to write although they got pretty bitchy to poor Koichi. Thanks for reading! I wanted to get this finished before I went into Royz/Lycaon and Yo-ka/Ruiza. Some Mejibray is always needed.
Koichi was so unhappy, lol. I imagined he'd make a cute pillow :)
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Date: 2015-09-26 05:51 pm (UTC)Yes! Yeah poor Koichi, like Tsu said, nothing wrong with liking some sex! haha. I'm glad you finished it, and you know I'll always read and comment! :3
Hehe <3
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Date: 2015-09-26 06:13 pm (UTC)Indeed! So long as it's safe sex, lol. In my ghost story he won't be quite as slutty as this Koichi but he and Tsu first meet as a one night stand which develops into a working relationship. And Koichi is always honest when he wants some sex. I know you will and that's much appreciated <3
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Date: 2015-09-26 06:25 pm (UTC)Well, yes, haha even though I never write safe sex, so bad. That sounds great xD Hehe, I bet. Sorry for talking so much hah! <3333333
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Date: 2015-09-26 06:30 pm (UTC)Oh dear XD If they're a couple (or not human, obviously demon Hiyuu isn't going to get Subaru pregnant or give him some kind of demonic STD) then I don't bother. Otherwise I try. Nah don't worry. I'm always happy to talk about my upcoming projects lol. Have to go to work now but I did finally get some scenes typed out of my notebook for the demons so fingers crossed I can get one fic posted next week.
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Date: 2015-09-26 06:35 pm (UTC)Haha demonic STD xD I'm sure tons of my boys in my writings have ended up with a ton since they're so slutty and bad >.< But yeah I try....sometimes. Good luck! And try to have fun at work xP
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Date: 2015-09-27 01:53 pm (UTC)Lol, probably so. Bad boys! It was painful so yeah no fun to be had there.