Your final words are still whispering inside of my head.

He felt like he should have done something, but what could he do?

I could have sworn I saw one. It was flying by so silently, so gracefully, and so swiftly. I’m not sure if anyone else saw it, but I know what I see. I see what I see, and that’s just that. The color of blood, the scent of death.

Is it better to pour all your heartace into something you know will never compare to reality, or to simply give up all hope, even when it tears you apart? Warning: Makoto/Tarou, yaoi lemon and Masayuki being an asshole.

Based off a friends episode. Crack-like and all that jazz. Tarou works in a spa and finds one of his clients a bit too attractive. Makoto/Tarou lime.

Makoto has some... difficulties with picking out birthday presents for girls. Tarou never realized how much he was getting into when he offered to help. Makoto/Tarou and Masayuki/Hoshino. Shounen-ai one-shot.

Ghost Hound. One-shot. On days when the rain is particularly strong, Miyako tends not to use an umbrella. TaroxMiyako fluff.