Gomen, most of these are a bit short! But these are my ideas, have fun and give me more to do!

From: Crimson1
Well...the Haru/Yuki was cute...but I was thinking more of a black Haru encounter. Oh, and that Farf/Ran +cactus was brilliant. ---> Then you must be more specific in character selection if you wanted Black Haru! And thankies.

From: Einsam
Thank you! Loved itIf I could post another request (as long as it's not too much trouble) Takatori/Ran + flowers. I want to see how you can work with that Kills Reiji repeatedly ----> Sure, you can request more! Once per chapter, please. So glad you like my drabbles!

From: Crimson1
Black Haru/Yuki + Hug is -Snicker-

Haru had fallen back onto his butt when the girl glomped onto Yuki in a tight hug. The Yuki Haru was about to kiss. For the first time. That tramp! She can't have Yuki! Black Haru rose to his feet and slammed a fist into the wall the two boys had been leaning against, effectively grabbing the girl's attention from all the smoke. Even Black Haru had enough marts to know he had to get her away from the mouse in the clothing on the floor. He advanced on her and growled at her, "You made me drop the smoke bomb! Now Yuki will be mad! I'm going to slam your pretty little face into the wall!"

The girl screeched and ran down the hallway, completely terrified of the ox. Black Haru humphed and slammed his other fist into the wall without running after her. For once the curse didn't take long to come full circle and in the next moment Yuki was putting his clothes back on, "Haru, you need to calm down. She meant no harm."

Haru turned on him, caught a bit off guard by his half nakedness, but that never stopped him before. He simply grabbed up the mouse's chin and kissed him. Yuki's beautiful eyes went large before closing, arms draping around Haru's neck. Black Haru broke the kiss to smirk at him, "Yuki is mine. She cannot have you."

From: Medusa Davenport
Ran/Ken + a truly heinous lamp is -cackle- I love Ran/Ken the most.

Ken eyed the lamp in Ran's hands, "Oh, come on, you can't mean it."

Ran looked down at the artfully colorful Tiffany lamp in his hands then back up at his brunette lover, "Ken, it's art. It's beautiful."

Ken wrinkled his nose, "Aya.. I mean Ran. That thing is a ..." He wrinkled his nose even more, then one could see the light bulb go on behind his, "It's a truly heinous lamp!"

Ran blinked at him then smirked, "You've been reading my word of the day calendar again."

Ken growled at him then slumped in defeat, "Please don't put that thing in our room! It's OUR room, shouldn't we both like the contents?"

Ran sighed then looked at the lamp again, "How about we put it in your old room. We'll make the room into a library and game room."

Ken blinked at him suspiciously then grinned and nodded, "Sure thing, Ran!" After all, breaking lamps is what soccer balls are for when called upon to do so!

From: Einsam
Takatori/Ran + flowers is meh...

Ran took a sip of his favorite tea as he sat in his favorite cafe. It was his favorite time of day, too, early evening. Time to relax and find something to do for the night before bed. Perhaps he'll take in an old movie at the theater later.

The little bells above the cafe door rang and he looked up to see who it was that came in. Habit, really. He blinked as the older man went the counter to order something for himself, carrying a bouquet of yellow and white flowers with a card marked "Ouka". Ran stood up with a glare. It's him. Takatori. That bastard was in HIS cafe, ordering HIS tea. Ran's hand swayed towards his hip where, of course, no katana hung. His fingers curled as if around the hilt then closed into a fist as he forced himself to sit down again.

Takatori ordered his tea to go and picked up the cup with the cover before turning to leave the cafe. He passed Ran's table again and actually nodded to him without a hint of recognition in his eyes. Ran only glared at him. Takatori shrugged it off and left. Ran reminded himself that he's in public and there was no way he could attack the man without being seen. But ooooooh how he wanted to...

This was no longer Ran's favorite cafe. The tea tastes bitter there.

From: Mixie
Well, now you just have to add Ken and make it a series.
Aya/Ken + dye is RANKEN!

Within a few minutes, Aya heard a knock at his door. He opened the door and peeked out at who it was then opened the door and blinked at the boy, "What is it? What's wrong?"

Ken crossed his arms over his chest and looked at him strangely, "I think you killed Omi. Yohji's got him on the couch and is fanning him. "What did you do to him?"

Aya hid a smirk as he looked down a bit, "He asked if I was a real red head."

Ken blinked, waiting for more of the story as his imagination took over the rest. He gasped and put a hand over his mouth, large sea green eyes staring at Aya, "You're joking! You did that?"

Aya finally looked up at him with that smirk, "Have you known me to joke, Kenken?" He grabbed the stunned boy's wrist, tugging him into the room to prove to the boy exactly what Ken knew all along.

Aya really is a natural red head.

From: Mixie
Hisoka/Hijiri + wine is Poor 'Soka!

"No, I'm not lying!" Hisoka gave Hijiri a light glare.

Hijiri waggled the bottle of wine at him, "Come on, 'Soka! No one can pass out from just one sip!"

"I'm telling you its true! I can't have any!" He waved his hands in front of the bottle, almost warding it off.

"Mooouuuu..." The slightly drunk Hijiri pushed the bottle into the boy's hands and let go, making Hisoka hold onto it if he didn't want it to smash onto the bed between them.

Hisoka grabbed onto it and sighed as he eyed the other boy, "You don't believe me?" Hijiri shook his head, cheeks slightly pink from drinking. Hisoka rolled his eyes and glared at the bottle for a moment, then lifted the bottle and took a nice long gulp from the bottle before pushing it back into the other boy's hands. They blinked at each other for a moment, and then Hisoka simply fell over backwards onto the bed.

Hijiri blinked and poked his leg, "'Soka?" A light snore met his ears and he nearly fell off the bed in giggles. Perhaps drinking with Hisoka wasn't the best idea after all.

From: ExtremeToast
K/Sakano + video games is LOL

The cigarette hung out of K's lips as he stared at the TV screen, the remote control in his hands sweaty and bashed a bit. Sakano sat beside him, pushing his glasses up on his nose. He'd just finished his famous tornado impression. He'd won. Again.

K looked over at him with a sigh, "Look. Just because you beat me three times in a row doesn't mean you're any good. It just means that I haven't played this game before. Hiroshi should never have leant it to me..." He looked back to the screen and pouted to himself.

Sakano smiled at him brightly; glad the gun was across the room and out of reach, "Hai, hai, K-san. Perhaps you should get in some practice while I go to my meetings tomorrow."

K scowled at him, "Don't make me get the pistol."

Sakano stopped smiling, "Yes, of course... However, that was not a perfect game on my part. Let's play again." He picked up his own controller and hit start.

K fell over backwards, "I refuse!" He definitely didn't want to be beaten again! It was a fighting game for god's sake! He should rule at those!