kise x midorima, idol au
for lynn (sicacorium)
in which kise is an idol and midorima just wants to play his piano
Shintarou's three-room apartment is too small for a piano; as meticulous as his cleaning is, there's already barely any space for his bed as it is. His kitchenette is composed only of a stove, a sink, and a toaster oven, while his clothing can only take up half of his closet; the other half is filled with previous lucky items. His text books take up a copious amount of space, and despite all attempts to keep them stored in an organised fashion, they remain stewn in haphazard piles on one side of his bedroom. Even the bathroom is occasionally used as a storage area, and several clothes hangers are kept near the shower curtain. To even think of putting a piano in this already-cramped apartment would be absolutely absurd.
Luckily for him, there is a public recreation centre near where Shintarou lives, and for a small fee, he books one of the practice rooms on the basement floor for several hours once a week. There, he can have some time away from noisily arguing neighbours and the wind rattling through plastic curtains while he practices his art.
It appears that fate wishes to deny Shintarou serenity on this particular afternoon, because although the basement level is supposedly soundproof, he can still hear the racket coming from the mob outside. He'd had trouble getting into the recreation centre at all, and had to be let in through the back door by a custodian who'd recognised him after pushing through the crowds of adolescent teenaged girls holding neon signs who had surrounded the venue. Apparently, some celebrity or another was holding a small concert for his fanclub. Shintarou has never been very engaged in pop culture, but he can't help but hold a none too small measure of disdain and annoyance towards the performer in question for disrupting his weekly practice.
Shintarou's indignance only increases tenfold when he reaches the practice room, and finds it already in use when he clearly remembers making a reservation. He enters the room without knocking, a gesture that he hopes will effectively convey the level of his displeasure, ready to announce that he's booked the piano. But before he can politely ask the intruder to leave immediately, Shintarou realises that the man sitting at the piano is, in fact, the idol whose face is plastered on the many posters hanging outside. More importantly, the idol is currently in the middle of playing a piece by Bach which Shintarou recognises. This convinces Shintarou that he isn't some imbecile who can't tell Bieber from Beethoven.
As it appears, Kise Ryouta is not only a talented pianist, but also knows how to play the guitar, drums, violin, saxaphone, and clarinet; as Shintarou understands it, his selling point is more the breadth rather than the depth of his abilities. However, the blonde's capacity for visual comprehension and reproducing the actions of others is unparalleled, and even Shintarou is grudgingly impressed when the blond manages to mimic his playing of Chopin's Nocturne almost perfectly. However, that is not his only talent.
By the time that Kise leaves for his concert, he's somehow managed to coerce Shintarou into exchanging phone numbers with a promise that he'll come and listen to Shintarou play again sometime. Shintarou is quite sure that the blond's charismatic smile isn't the only reason for that.
wakamatsu x sakurai, supernatural beings au.
for flightlesscrow.
in which sakurai has PMS and Wakamatsu is a horny bastard
Sakurai always gets moody during the full moons, almost as if he's a woman going through a monthly cycle. Most of the time, he's timid and shy, apologising for the least of things and even at times when he shouldn't, to the point where it gets irritating at times and Kousuke almost has an urge to slap a muzzle on him. However, during this time of the month, Kousuke always feels like the zebra being stalked by a lion in those Discovery Channel documentaries, and the thought of Sakurai's claws and teeth sinking into his haunches always makes Kousuke feel skittish.
Centaurs are far from defenseless herbivores and have no natural predators, but the way that Sakurai eyes Kousuke is definitely a cause for concerns. Wolves are powerful creatures, and werewolves even moreso, especially when the moon is waxing like this. Kousuke's read in newspapers that this month's full moon might be the brightest in the past decade, and he isn't sure whether to dread or anticipate the coming events.
Sakurai's moon phases usually aren't as violent as some other weres', but they tend to go either very well or very badly. At their best, the brunet is just a bit more on edge than usual; at their worst, Sakurai becomes highly competitive and highly possessive, usually causing him to piss off people in ways that he regrets later. However, either way results in Sakurai taking charge in bed and that's always great, so Kousuke can't find it in him to complain. It's just rather unnerving when Kousuke trots around the house shirtless (as centaurs are prone to do because why wear a shirt if you're not wearing pants anyways), and he can practically feel Sakurai's gaze trailed on his every move.
It's also quite distracting when Kousuke gives Sakurai lifts from place to place on his back, and of course Sakurai has to hang on for dear life because Kousuke is fast and trying to saddle or bridle a centaur is a massive deathwish. But somewhere in between the grocery store and their apartment, Sakurai goes from clinging to Kousuke's shoulders to nibbling on them, and Kousuke can't tell if it feels arousing or threatening because he isn't sure if Sakurai wants to eat him up figuratively or literally. It's probably better for him to focus on the latter, because there is no way he can gallop with a raging boner.
But in the end, Sakurai puts up with the way that Kousuke acts during mating season and centaur stamina really is something to contend with, so Kousuke decides that letting Sakurai have what he wants for a few days a month is the least that he can do.
