Disclaimer: (BDSM setup) yamato69 cracks her whip threateningly at a
chained Yuki.
yamato69: Who owns you? Yuki: (looking bored and not at all scared) Definitely not you. yamato69: *growls* mutters -damnedfearlessromancenovelists-
There you have it folks. I don't own em. Don't sue! ^_^V
Notes: The fic's not related to Nabokov's 'Lolita' in the least. But it started the plot seed so I named this after it. ^_^
Shuichi and his family had just come from Odaiba Amusement park when
his parents got hungry and decided to have lunch at one of the sidewalk
cafes just around the corner. As they were walking there, he told his
parents how much fun he had. "Dad, Mom, this is the best vacation ever!",
he chirped. His father chuckled, "We're glad you're having fun, son!",
then ruffled his bubblegum hair.
Trotting along merrily, he suddenly spotted a blonde beefcake at 3 o' clock.
Mesmerized, the pre-teen forgot about his folks and dropped back.
He crossed the street to follow the hunk where he was going.
Now, Shuichi is American. They lived in Tokyo for a few years when he
was young, but eventually went back home. Since both his parents had
Japanese blood, they still visited Nippon sometimes.
In America, our sweet little fruitcake would stalk older adult males, but
knew his city, Raleigh, well enough that he was confident he could
return home.
Enthralled with his subject, he forgot where he was, which was on
holiday in a foreign country, stalking a hazel eyed beauty in a strange
city. He also lost his parents a couple of blocks ago. Can you say uh-oh?
~*~
Yuki had felt eyes staring at him for the last 20 minutes. He also noticed a chibi
12 year old trailing him which probably owned those eyes, for the said amount
of time.
The kid didn't seem to be waiting for a chance to snatch his wallet, so at first
he ignored it, thinking that maybe they were just going in the same direction.
But it was almost half an hour and he already reached his apartment bulding,
while the kid stopped when he did.
Unnerved, he turned around to finally demand," Are you following me?!"
Shuichi flushed crimson as his hair. The closer he got to the guy, the more
gorgeous he found him. He was so distracted that he lost track of everything
else.Now looking around at where he was, he realized something.
"Actually mister, I'm lost. Can you help me?" His deep vioet eyes grew wide as
saucers and teared up, looking at Yuki in panic.
At that, Yuki groaned. He felt a migraine start to pound his head.
TBC? Anou... should I continue? (=^.^=)V Is any-one reading? o_O;; Please review!
yamato69: Who owns you? Yuki: (looking bored and not at all scared) Definitely not you. yamato69: *growls* mutters -damnedfearlessromancenovelists-
There you have it folks. I don't own em. Don't sue! ^_^V
Notes: The fic's not related to Nabokov's 'Lolita' in the least. But it started the plot seed so I named this after it. ^_^
Shuichi and his family had just come from Odaiba Amusement park when
his parents got hungry and decided to have lunch at one of the sidewalk
cafes just around the corner. As they were walking there, he told his
parents how much fun he had. "Dad, Mom, this is the best vacation ever!",
he chirped. His father chuckled, "We're glad you're having fun, son!",
then ruffled his bubblegum hair.
Trotting along merrily, he suddenly spotted a blonde beefcake at 3 o' clock.
Mesmerized, the pre-teen forgot about his folks and dropped back.
He crossed the street to follow the hunk where he was going.
Now, Shuichi is American. They lived in Tokyo for a few years when he
was young, but eventually went back home. Since both his parents had
Japanese blood, they still visited Nippon sometimes.
In America, our sweet little fruitcake would stalk older adult males, but
knew his city, Raleigh, well enough that he was confident he could
return home.
Enthralled with his subject, he forgot where he was, which was on
holiday in a foreign country, stalking a hazel eyed beauty in a strange
city. He also lost his parents a couple of blocks ago. Can you say uh-oh?
~*~
Yuki had felt eyes staring at him for the last 20 minutes. He also noticed a chibi
12 year old trailing him which probably owned those eyes, for the said amount
of time.
The kid didn't seem to be waiting for a chance to snatch his wallet, so at first
he ignored it, thinking that maybe they were just going in the same direction.
But it was almost half an hour and he already reached his apartment bulding,
while the kid stopped when he did.
Unnerved, he turned around to finally demand," Are you following me?!"
Shuichi flushed crimson as his hair. The closer he got to the guy, the more
gorgeous he found him. He was so distracted that he lost track of everything
else.Now looking around at where he was, he realized something.
"Actually mister, I'm lost. Can you help me?" His deep vioet eyes grew wide as
saucers and teared up, looking at Yuki in panic.
At that, Yuki groaned. He felt a migraine start to pound his head.
TBC? Anou... should I continue? (=^.^=)V Is any-one reading? o_O;; Please review!