[Ficcie] WK - "With You"

With you
by 7maxwell
Weiss Kreuz
Short ficcie
Pairs: AxY,YxA
Rating: G - sorry no smut

Summary: It's Yohji's and Aya's first wedding anniversary.
Inspired by my own wedding anniversary, the song mused for this fic was
'Dancing in September' by Earth, Wind and Fire.

Dedicated to my husband which after all this time, it still feels like our first year of being married ^^ *kiss*

Edit: It's 3:30 am and I've had a few glasses of wine ^_^;;; So um...yeah warning


******
'With you'



Candles...check
Roses....check
Wine....check


Yohji went through his mental list of necessary things for preparation.

Tonight was special.

Tonight was his and Aya's anniversary of their first year as a married
couple. Even now, he still can't believe he'd married the man of
his dreams. He'll catch himself staring at this wedding ring with
an expression of awe and... total love and happiness.

The sound of a car entering the driveway shook him out of his reverie. Aya was home!

"Crap.” Turning off the lights, he lit the candles. Tossing
a handful of red rose petals over the white satin sheets of their bed,
he poured two glasses of wine and then hid in the closet.

******

Turning off the ignition, he grabbed the small box and hid it in his
inner jacket pocket. He'd cut work early to go shopping for
Yohji's gift. It took hours of searching but he found the perfect
gift.

Rings. Two identical wedding bands to replace the cheap ones they
wore. They were poor and the wedding had been rushed that they
didn't even get to take a honeymoon. The bands had been given to
them by Manx, the lovely redhead had donated two of her old gold rings
for them to use until they could get their own.

Well now was the time they get their own rings and they were beautiful.
White gold with four diamonds across the face. Inside was the
engraving... RxY FOREVER on his and YxR ETERNALLY for
Yohji's. He fell in love with them as soon as he saw them and
bought them without thinking twice.

It was a perfect gift...for the perfect man.

Smiling happily Aya got out of the car and went into the house.
The place was dark, "Yotan?” He went upstairs. Nothing, the
place was quiet and dark. "Yotan are you home?” He asked
loudly getting worried that his husband wasn't there. A flicker
of light caught his sight and he saw something illuminating in his
bedroom. Tilting his head, he headed into his bedroom.
Pushing the door open gently the thing swung inwards and he gasped at
the scenery.

Roses and candles decorated their bedroom. It was like a scene
from one of Aya-chans romance novels. "Yotan?” He looked
around.

Where was he?

*****

Yohji tried to hide the large content smile on his face and failed
miserably. He caught the look on Aya's face and his heart jumped.


He liked it!

Not waiting for Aya to call out for him again, he jumped out of the closet totally surprising the redhead.

"Happy Anniversary Ayan!” Yohji hugged his husband for all he was worth. Which was a lot.

"Do you like it? I tried to make it special for you seeing that
this is our first anniversary.” He was grinning, he couldn't help
it.

Aya smiled, typical Yohji! Always trying to be perfect in his
eyes. "Yes Yohji I love it thank you.” Leaning upwards, he
pressed his lips against the taller man's.

Yohji sighed happily, his eyes fluttering closed at the soft gentle kiss that meant the world to him.

Pulling away, Aya smiled lovingly and wrapped his arms around
Yohji. "You had me worried when I didn't see you. I thought
you weren't home.” He pouted. Yohji loved it when he
pouted, something about being 'cute'.

Yohji chuckled. "Sorry luv, but I wanted to keep it a surprise
and since I can't stop smiling...I didn't want to give the gift away so
soon yanno?"

Aya nodded, "You still can't stop smiling.” He laughed, "But I
wouldn't have it any other way.” Leaning forward again, he kissed
his husband more passionately this time before pulling away. "So
um...here.” He pulled out the small box from his jacket.
He'd been so anxious to give it to Yohji he couldn't wait any
longer. He wanted to see the look on Yotan's face.

Yohji blinked then took the box. It was small and it looked
smaller in his large hands. Opening it up his face changed from
smiling fool to a surprised grin. "Aya it's.....beautiful." He
whispered in awe.

"I was hoping for that reaction.” Aya said taking the box from
Yohji's hand he took the rings and handed Yohji's his'. "Yohji
Kudou-Fujimiya...would you continue loving me the way you have this
past year...for all of my life?"

Yohji fought back the happy tears, "Yes I do.” Aya pulled the old ring off his finger and replaced it with the new one.

"I then marry you."

Handing

Yohji taking this as his turn took Aya's hand in his', "Ran
Fujimiya-Kudou...would you continue being the loving husband I love so
much for the rest of my life? For the rest of
<i>our</i> lives?"

Aya also fought back happy tears, "Yes I do...always.” Yohji took off Aya's old ring and replaced it with the new one.

"I then marry you...for all eternity."

Aya didn't wait for words, he hugged Yohji tightly letting his happy
tears fall. "I'm happy with you Yotan. I really am"

Yohji closed his eyes, "Me too luv, me too."

They kissed briefly, gently...lovingly.

They parted.

"Oh! My gift!” Yohji scuttled around the bedroom looking
for Aya's gift. Aya stood there chuckling as Yohji ran about the
room over here and over there....


"Found it!” Yohji raised the envelope triumphantly. Walking
back towards Aya, he handed the redhead the envelope. "For you"
he bowed making Aya raise a brow before smiling amused.

Taking the envelope from Yohji, Aya opened it and gasped. "Yotan is this..."

"We didn't have much of a honeymoon...so I bought us a trip to the Caribbean.” He smiled nervously, "Did I do ok?"

Aya did shed one tear this time, "Yes Yotan you did. You did
wonderful.” He looked up into green eyes. "You did
wonderful"

Yohji smiled. Taking Aya into his arms, "We'll since we're
reliving our wedding, with the rings and the honeymoon...” He
grinned naughty, "How about we relive our wedding night hm?” He
leaned down to lick Aya's earlobe.

Closing his eyes as Yohji licked his neck he became instantly hard. "O-ok"

"Good"

Taking the redhead into his arms, he lifted him and gently disposed him
onto the bed, scattering rose petals everywhere. "Have I told you
how beautiful you look?” Yohji kissed Aya's cheek.

"Only every time you see me."

"Then I haven't said it enough. You look beautiful Ran"

Aya smiled. Yohji only called him 'Ran' when he wanted to show how much he really loved him.

~Owari~

><;;;; Talk about a fluffy fic ne? LOL

Sorry wrong number [take 2]

-Ring-

"Yo"

"Hello is this the post office?"

"No this is King Burger. What's your beef?"

"..." click

lol

Ahhh great fun ^_~

Sorry wrong number

-Ring-

"Yo."

"Is this the post office?"

-_-; "No wrong number."

"Isn't this xxx-xxx6?"

>_< "No it' xxx7."

"...oh."

-click-

I get that at least twice a day >_< Damn the phone company for
giving me a number one digit away from the post office. *annoyed cackle*

Insom fic-dribblet

Because silverblaise>made me plot again. >_<;

Here's a little insight on what my brain conjures up when trying to
write during insomnia. This little dribblet was written having only 40
minutes of sleep. ^_^

Let's see if any of it makes sense. lol


It's supposed to b a sequel to no_utopia dedication fic 'A cherry flavored bunny' 1x2 GW fic.
Good morning. it's three am.

Pig Tails
by seven maxwell

"You've got to be kidding me." Heero stood there defiant. His arms crossed, a frown on his face.

"No...we had a deal. I would pose for you in that stupid getup and you
had to dress up for me." Duo said slowly as if he was reminding a
child. "Now go...get dressed." He tossed Heero the bag and waited.

Heero caught the bag and glared harder. What a stupid idea! Oh if only
he hadn't agreed to do this. But then again...he would't have gotten
those images of Duo wearing a bunny outfit licking cherries. He glared
all the way to the bathroom where he closed the door and changed. Duo
in the meantime got undressed and turned down the covers. He opened the
bedside drawer and pulled out several items. He laid them in a neat
order on the small bedside table, he spread himself on the fresh clean
bed and waited.

Heero finished with the costume but had trouble with the hair. He
struggled with it for a moment then managed to finish. He exhaled a
large sigh, then opened the door. He stepped out into the bedroom, his
head lowered.

Duo sat up straight as the bathroom door opened, his mouth watering at
the idea of Heero wearing his costume. His imagination did no justice
to the real thing. Heero was stunning! His slim legs looked gorgeous in
the skirt, and his hair looked adorable in those pink bows. Pig tails
and a mini skirt.

"Heero you look so...so..."

"So stupid? I know." Heero glared, but with pigtails it only made him
look cuter. The little pink bows bobbing everytime he moved his head.

"No, you look so adorable." Duo got up off the bed and walked over to
his lover. Standing a few inches in front of him, he raised his hands
to flick the little bows. He smirked leaning in close to Heero's face.
"And it makes you look delcious too." He bit his bottom lip before
sticking his tongue out to lick the tip of the other mans nose.

Heero twitched as his nose was flicked, wiggling it about at the weird
sensation. Still slightly glaring he pursed his lips in a fine pout.
"The things I do for you. I hope your happy?" Sarcasm.

He pushed Duo aside and made his way to the bed taking note of the
things spread out on the small table. His eyes widened at the choice of
tonight's entertainment. He pointed to one item in particular, his eyes
wide and his mouth open in a gasp. "We're not going to use that are we?"

Duo smirked, "Of course. It's my choice tonight. Last time you took
pictures, this time..." He walked up behind Heero and grabbing the man,
spun him around and pulled him close so that their chests touched.
"...we use my favorite toys."

He shivered at the tone of the long haired man's voice. Duo was
serious! He gulped, "But I thought you hated sharing your toys?" He
asked a bit nervously, well he has reason to be nervous...he's never
been taken before and never used a toy unless it was going into Duo's
ass.

"Relax Heero, it'll be fine you'll see." He shoved Heero onto the bed.
The brown haired man bouncing on the mattress, his knees bent and his
skirt flipped up to show off his lacy panties.

Nakes as the day he was born, Duo crawled ontop of Heero and straddling
the other man's waist, pulled the shirt up to scrunch around his neck
and shoulders. "Did I mention how cute you look dressed like this?
We're going to have to do this again."

He was about to protest when a warm tongue licked the area around his
nipple and then sucked on it. His protest turned into a moan as he
became instantly hard. It was one of his little sensitive spots, he
loved getting his nipples sucked.

Duo licked and sucked the little nub until it was fully perked.
Flicking it with his tongue once more, he licked his way down to the
area around the belly button. Dipping in quickly, Heero's body jerked.
The other man loved it when he did that, always got him mewlling like a
cat.

Without letting the brown haired boy notice, Duo grabbed the long pink
jelly-like item and the small bottle of lube off the table with one
hand. He kept Heero's mind busy with pleasure to distract him from
paying attention. As he licked and kissed down to the edge of the lacy
underwear that desperatly tried to hide Heero's strained erection, he
popped the cap on the lube and poured it all over the jelly item.

Just as he thought for sure that Duo was going to yank that soft
material aside and take him into his mouth...he pulls away. Heero
growled. He wanted that warm mouth on his dick. Wanted it now!

"Duo..."

"Hush love, now turn around." He said getting off Heero and standing up
next to the bed. In his hand he held the large pink jelly dildo.
Hitting the switch the thing came alive, buzzing loudly and vibrating
hard enough to make it look blurry.

Oh no...he was not about to have that thing in his ass! Scrambling over
to his belly, Heero got to his hands and knees and was about to get
away when Duo's arm wrapped around his waist. Duo pressed against his
back, his other hand pulling the panties to the side. "Thank you Heero,
you knew just exactly what position I wanted." He grinned. Heero gulped.

"Now don't move...this might feel a little weird at first..."

~~~~
Later that night.

Duo laid there with hands behind his head staring at the ceiling. A
little smile adorning his face, his expression completely pleased and
satisfied. "God Heero I didn't know that it could be soo tight! No
wonder you always wanna be on top." He said still slightly amazed.

Heero grunted, hidden beneath the covers he laid still, trying to
breath without moving even just an inch. He was sore, satiated, but
sore. "Relish it as long as you can. That's the last time I let you
lead." He mumbled, face half hidden among the pillow.

"Geez the way you say it makes it sound like you didn't enjoy it?" The
slender boy rolled onto his side. "Need I remind you of some of the
things you said to me tonight?" He said raising a brow. "Let's see
there was..."

Heero groaned again.

"...'Harder! Faster! Don't stop or I'll kill you!' I think that was my favorite." He winked.

A blue eye peered over the covers, "I am going to kill you." He grunted.

Duo laughed, crawling over to sit ontop of his lover he yanked the
covers down to expose one grumpy but satisfied wing pilot. Leaning down
he pressed a kiss on the other mans nose. "Come on...you know you liked
it. Just admit it." He smiled.

"Hn."

"Knew it." Duo grinned then leaned down to whisper into Heero's ear. "By the way...I loved taking you with that skirt on."

Heero sucked in his breath, his eyes half lidding and his groin
stirring to life again. Raising his hands he grabbed Duo's naked rump
and flipped them over so that he lay on top of the deathscyth pilot.
Duo squawked as he landed on his back.

"Since we seem to be alternating in our fantasy role plays. I request
that next time we mix and match." He picked up the abandoned pink
dildo, "You bring the skirt and this thing and I'll bring the cherries
and camera."

Duo smiled, "Alright but in one condition." He asked.

"What's that?"

"That next time we're both in the pictures."

Heero raised a quizzical eyebrow. "But how?..." Then it dawned on him.

"...oh."

~fin~

Anyone interested in fixing/betaing/ this story, will be much appreciated.

[Ficlet] Moon Child

This is a little ficlet of what could have happened at the end of Moon Child. ^_^ My own take at a *non* Hollywood ending.




Title: Eien no Sayonara


By: 7Maxwell


Fandom: Moon Child – Gackt/Hyde


Rating: blah, sorry no smut.


Has: A bit of angst, some drama, a touch of sentimentality
and still no smut.


Property: It belongs to those legal ppl that follow me
around, but since they bought me coffee it’s ok. *Side note* I wish I owned
Moon Child because then I’d own Gackt and my precious Hyde too. ^_~





Sum: meh…’tis a short ‘what if’ ficlet based at the end of
Moon Child where Sho and Kei await the sunrise. The muse was taken from the
song ‘Orenji no Taiyo’ which was sung by Gackt and Hyde for the movie Moon
Child.








Eien no Sayonara.








The rays of twilight had barely begun to rise but the heat
of the upcoming sun had already started warming up the night air. The light slowly creeping over the horizon
illuminated the clouds with shades of orange and purple. The color of the ocean
turned from a rich black to a dark green as the beginning of day chased away
the remains of night.





Sho gripped the steering wheel of his car tightly, fingers
wrapped firmly around the circular object as he watched the peak of the sun
hinting over the edge of the sea. The
light hurt his eyes but he refused to turn away, this was his last sunrise and
he did not want to miss it. Beside him,
Kei sat quietly staring at the rising light; his eyes misted over and his lips
set firmly in a tight line as he fought to keep from flinching at the warmth
that nipped at his skin. Together they sat waiting for the sun to rise
completely. Neither one permitting themselves to show signs of the pain
inflicted from the glow of the daylight as it slowly began to shine upon them.





“She looked beautiful tonight didn’t she?” Sho said, knowing
that this was going to be the last time he would ever talk to his friend.





“Yes she did.”





“She looks like her mother.”





Kei stayed silent.





“Has her mothers’ talent too.”





Kei nodded, “Yes she does.
She will finish growing to be a wonderful artist.”





“You did a good job raising her.”





“I did only what I had to.”





Sho’s smile faded, his hand fisting the wheel harder. “I wish I could have held her one last time.”





“You could have.” Kei responded.





“She thinks I’m dead.”





Kei didn’t answer. After he had transformed the other man
into the being that he was, they had both agreed that he would raise the little
girl. It was what Yi-Che would have
wanted. Neither of them spoke for a few minutes, each man fighting their own
demons of guilt and regret. Years of
penitents that had been left unfulfilled, and a collaboration of sins collected
throughout their immortality.





“What do you….Will she be all right without us watching over
her?” Sho asked hesitantly, beginning to second doubt his decision.





“She’s a smart girl, she’ll be fine.”





“I hope so.” He whispered releasing the wheel and leaning
back in this seat.





The sun had risen halfway into the horizon, the light
reflecting off the hood of the convertible enough to glimmer upon them. Both of them were unable to hold back the
hisses as their skin began to singe and crisp at the slight radiance of the daylight.






A tear slipped from Sho’s eye to run down his cheek,
evaporating before it fell off his chin.





“Do you think that we’ll ever see the others again? Toshi?
Shinji? Son? Yi-Chi? Do you think monsters like us will be allowed to have an
afterlife?” He asked softly in an attempt to distract himself.





“I don’t know.” Kei whispered painfully, his eyes clenched
shut, his breathing labored.





“I want to see them again…one last time.” Sho said
breathlessly, opening his eyes to take in the image of the picture sitting on
the dashboard. The picture of all of them at the beach all those years ago. He
wanted to capture their smiling faces in his mind, to take it with him wherever
he goes, whether it be heaven or hell.





Kei opened his tightly shut eyes to gaze longingly at the
picture as well, his sight blurry that he couldn’t make sense of the
photograph. Only the colors allowed him
to differentiate who was who and only for a moment as his eyes began to water.





The sun was reaching it’s full exposure and both men could
feel their existence slipping away. Death was but a mere breath away.





With a dry sob Sho reached out his hand to grab Kei’s
tightly. Their fingers lacing together almost painfully, neither willing to let
go.





“I-I love you Kei.” He said.





“I know.”





Nothing was said afterwards, both men held hands tightly
together as their bodies slowly turned into ashes and dust. An empty car that
once held two passengers remained parked alongside a beach shore overlooking a
brand new sunrise. A photograph on the
dashboard showed five people smiling, their faces gleaming with felicity and
peace. But it was the image of two men second to the left that made the picture
complete. Their closeness portraying a friendship that was deeper than life…





…and a love that was stronger than death.