Read Eyeshield 21. Ahh once again I bring you DenSu, sort of a follow up to the other one. I tried to make another angsty and serious fic. Since you know, I would really like to be able to write them. But it seems like I am incapable of doing so. Half through this one I automatically did a 180 and fluffed it up a bit. Still doesn't change the fact that I feel so dirty for pimping my own country, I don't think I will ever get over this feeling.
They were fighting again. They had forsaken their weapons' long ago. Now simply going at it with their fist, their teeth, anything that would cause some sort of damage. They were almost even, almost. Denmark had the upper hand, pinning Sweden down under him. The other was snarling trying his best to claw at his opponents face, leaving long red marks over his cheeks. The reason to why they were brawling was long forgotten when old pent-up feelings were let out. But most likely it was Denmark who had initiated it.
Looking down at the man beneath him he felt a smirk form on his lips. This was the part of Sweden that only he knew. And if he had his way only he would ever know. The others normally cold face was red and flustered. His hair was unruly and that piercing stare even more heated. And it was directed solely at him. Oh how Denmark loved when those eyes were focused on him, seeing nothing but him.
He felt a familiar heat pool down in his stomach and going further down. His smirk widen when the other noticed his….. condition. Those smoldering eyes widen slightly, opening his mouth, most likely to tell him to get off or to unhand him. But before he had a chance to speak, Denmark bent down placing his lips over the others. Fully taking advantage of the fact that Sweden's moth still was open. Pushing his tongue against the others, trying to get him to engage in a different kind of battle this time. When he felt the other hesitantly starting to respond he decided. That the next time they ended up arguing he would suggest they settled the matter with this sort of fight. But knowing Sweden he would probably punch him in the guts and stalk of. Chuckling to himself, well some pain was worth it, just as long as those heated eyes were going to be his and his alone.
Yeah so once again a short drabble. Just like it seems that I'm incapable of writing wankst I'm also incapable of writing long stories. Oh well that's life. Oh and I have to ask do you have any (Eyeshield 21) crack pairings that you would like to see in a fic, if so please tell me. I love (Eyeshield 21) crack pairings, and I worship (Hiruma) crack in general. And I'm still going strong with my not so subliminal message.