Title: Bounty Hunters
Chapter: 1/??
Author: Chibi Juno with chibi golden wings who may never return to normal. ^^
Pairings: MitMiya for now…
Genre: Yaoi, Non-Yaoi. ^^
Rating: R
Archive: None
Email: RayYozora@hotmail.com
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the charas except the originals, like Nathan. ^^ Please bear with me.
Warning: OOC, PWP
The lands were silent as the darkness engulfed all living things and lulled them to sleep. The only sounds that were heard were the music of the night, and the sound of someone running. "TASUKETE!!!" the man cried, clutching his bleeding arm as he ran through the silent forest, unaware of the danger that threatened to pounce at any second.
The man's body was covered with thick crimson liquid, his eyes were bloodshot, and his legs were scratched and wounded. He cried out for help once more, even though he knew his attempt was going to be futile. All of a sudden, a hand clawed down on his back, making him shriek with pain.
The man turned to stare at his attacker. He was wearing a dark gray cowl that covered his lower face, and efficiently hid his expression, though from what one can see in his dark, hard blue eyes, there probably would not be much of one anyway. The rest of his clothes were of the baggy type that one expects from a desert person. His shirt bore a ruffled swash- buckler collar, carefully maintained in its white perfection, and the cowl trailed down his neck and into the open neck of the shirt, obscuring his chest. He had a lean, wiry build that bespeaks an acrobatic past. His pants hugged tightly to his attractive form, cut off mid-calf by his soft doeskin boots. Draped over all this is a pure white cape that is slightly worn from travel.
Another man appeared behind him, he had hair that is of a dark shade of black, with thin streaks of blue. His bangs frame the sides of his face, some partly obscuring his right eye, and the ones framing the left side of his face were tied neatly with glass beads. The rest of his hair, somewhat shorter than waist-length, reached below his shoulders, and was winded back with a plait of black cloth that wrapped around it. His eyes were blue, but shifted to amber when he saw the wounded man. Thin eyebrows accentuated his eyes. He had a lean, muscular build, evidence of hard labor in the past, and a hard jaw line. A small hoop earring hung from his left ear, and on his right ear was a small stud with a red feather hanging from it.
"Come on, Nathan. I asked you nicely to just join us," the man with now- amber eyes said calmly, glaring at the wounded man on the ground. The man hissed, "Why should I? So I could rot in hell! I don't give a damn about you and your kind!" pulling out a dagger in order to defend himself. The long haired man's glare hardened, and before anybody knew it, the man called Nathan burst into flames. The night was silent except for a loud scream piercing through the heavens.
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"GODAMMIT!" Everybody in the pub turned and stared at the young man who was going to explode any minute. His companion sighed and stared dully at his beer. "Are you done cursing?" he glared at him and sighed. "No, who wouldn't curse if they read this?" he spat, the other shrugged.
"Calm down, Mitsui." He calmly said, drinking the remaining contents of the cup. He stood up and snatched the newspaper from his companion. "HEY!" he whined, reaching out for the newspaper in his hands. He raised a brow and read the contents. "So Nathan was killed eh?" he smiled, the other stared at him weirdly. "Why the hell are you smiling, Miyagi?" he asked, watching the amused boy read again? "Look at this." He said, slamming it on the table. Mitsui stared at the picture, and then shifted his gaze to his companion. "So?" Miyagi sighed and whacked him on the head.
"Hey!" he hissed, rubbing the bruised skin. " Look closely, you idiot." He growled, pointing at a dark corner of the picture. Mitsui blinked and stared at the picture again before his eyes widened. " That's Rukawa!" he gasped, Miyagi smiled and nodded. "Exactly!" he said triumphfully, kissing him when nobody's looking. Mitsui blinked and burrowed his brows. "What's Rukawa doing here?" he asked, Miyagi shrugged. "Dunno, but at least now we know where to look." Miyagi said, leaving the pub. Mitsui got the message and left some bills, before running off after Miyagi. ^^
Gomen if the story sounds silly, me really have no plot on this. ^^; Kill me later Liete, I think I got to make this into a MiyaMit. Don't worry, Kimi. ^^ Me will make that Ko-seme in this fic ASAP ^^
Chapter: 1/??
Author: Chibi Juno with chibi golden wings who may never return to normal. ^^
Pairings: MitMiya for now…
Genre: Yaoi, Non-Yaoi. ^^
Rating: R
Archive: None
Email: RayYozora@hotmail.com
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the charas except the originals, like Nathan. ^^ Please bear with me.
Warning: OOC, PWP
The lands were silent as the darkness engulfed all living things and lulled them to sleep. The only sounds that were heard were the music of the night, and the sound of someone running. "TASUKETE!!!" the man cried, clutching his bleeding arm as he ran through the silent forest, unaware of the danger that threatened to pounce at any second.
The man's body was covered with thick crimson liquid, his eyes were bloodshot, and his legs were scratched and wounded. He cried out for help once more, even though he knew his attempt was going to be futile. All of a sudden, a hand clawed down on his back, making him shriek with pain.
The man turned to stare at his attacker. He was wearing a dark gray cowl that covered his lower face, and efficiently hid his expression, though from what one can see in his dark, hard blue eyes, there probably would not be much of one anyway. The rest of his clothes were of the baggy type that one expects from a desert person. His shirt bore a ruffled swash- buckler collar, carefully maintained in its white perfection, and the cowl trailed down his neck and into the open neck of the shirt, obscuring his chest. He had a lean, wiry build that bespeaks an acrobatic past. His pants hugged tightly to his attractive form, cut off mid-calf by his soft doeskin boots. Draped over all this is a pure white cape that is slightly worn from travel.
Another man appeared behind him, he had hair that is of a dark shade of black, with thin streaks of blue. His bangs frame the sides of his face, some partly obscuring his right eye, and the ones framing the left side of his face were tied neatly with glass beads. The rest of his hair, somewhat shorter than waist-length, reached below his shoulders, and was winded back with a plait of black cloth that wrapped around it. His eyes were blue, but shifted to amber when he saw the wounded man. Thin eyebrows accentuated his eyes. He had a lean, muscular build, evidence of hard labor in the past, and a hard jaw line. A small hoop earring hung from his left ear, and on his right ear was a small stud with a red feather hanging from it.
"Come on, Nathan. I asked you nicely to just join us," the man with now- amber eyes said calmly, glaring at the wounded man on the ground. The man hissed, "Why should I? So I could rot in hell! I don't give a damn about you and your kind!" pulling out a dagger in order to defend himself. The long haired man's glare hardened, and before anybody knew it, the man called Nathan burst into flames. The night was silent except for a loud scream piercing through the heavens.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~^^~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"GODAMMIT!" Everybody in the pub turned and stared at the young man who was going to explode any minute. His companion sighed and stared dully at his beer. "Are you done cursing?" he glared at him and sighed. "No, who wouldn't curse if they read this?" he spat, the other shrugged.
"Calm down, Mitsui." He calmly said, drinking the remaining contents of the cup. He stood up and snatched the newspaper from his companion. "HEY!" he whined, reaching out for the newspaper in his hands. He raised a brow and read the contents. "So Nathan was killed eh?" he smiled, the other stared at him weirdly. "Why the hell are you smiling, Miyagi?" he asked, watching the amused boy read again? "Look at this." He said, slamming it on the table. Mitsui stared at the picture, and then shifted his gaze to his companion. "So?" Miyagi sighed and whacked him on the head.
"Hey!" he hissed, rubbing the bruised skin. " Look closely, you idiot." He growled, pointing at a dark corner of the picture. Mitsui blinked and stared at the picture again before his eyes widened. " That's Rukawa!" he gasped, Miyagi smiled and nodded. "Exactly!" he said triumphfully, kissing him when nobody's looking. Mitsui blinked and burrowed his brows. "What's Rukawa doing here?" he asked, Miyagi shrugged. "Dunno, but at least now we know where to look." Miyagi said, leaving the pub. Mitsui got the message and left some bills, before running off after Miyagi. ^^
Gomen if the story sounds silly, me really have no plot on this. ^^; Kill me later Liete, I think I got to make this into a MiyaMit. Don't worry, Kimi. ^^ Me will make that Ko-seme in this fic ASAP ^^