Drabbles aka writing practice

[stalkerbunny]

I asked for a few prompts earlier, and surprisingly they got written.
Now, I merely dabble at writing, so don't expect too much. And they're unbetae'd tooAhem. >//>;

I'd say they're worksafe, more's the pity :P

From lauand
58, summer nights.
The first time they slept together...really just slept, nothing euphemistic about it, it was an exceptionally cold night. Exceptionally cold winter, really. The house didn't hold warmth very well, and when Hakkai came to him and muttered something about it being safer with two of them, Gojyo didn't resist much.

He was reminded too much of the days when he had no house at all, of curling up somewhere and hoping he'd still wake up in the morning.
Another night, he woke up in the stifling heat of the summer night, and merely smiled and curled tighter against the other.


Any pairing, accidental voyeurism.
Kare Kano, Soichiro/Yukino, Asaba

Once, when his house had to be renovated, Asaba went to live with Yukino and Soichiro.
It didn't really change much of anything, except that he spent the nights there as well. Which he'd also done sometimes when Sakura was very young and Soichiro couldn't come home because of his work and Yukino was becoming very fed up with it...anyway, the point was, Yukino and Soichiro slept in the room next to him.
Only they weren't in fact sleeping at the moment.

Asaba tangled his sweaty hands in the bedclothes, and thought he should cover his ears with them. The two in the other room weren't being very loud at all, so it might have even worked. Probably would have helped just to move away from the wall, in fact.
Soichiro moaned, and Yukino made a soft, breathless laugh, and Asaba had to stifle a whimper.

In the morning, after Soichiro had already left, and Asaba and Yukino had dressed and fed and sent the children of to their respective destinations, she took a good look at him and asked if he hadn't slept well.
Asaba opened his mouth, and froze, and Yukino went suddenly very red.
They stood there in an awkward silence for a moment, and then Asaba forced himself to smile and say something glib, which he couldn't later remember. Yukino went even redder, and chided him, but she was almost laughing.

So he supposed it was ok.


58, potatoes.
The man had asked for potatoes, the day he...had to leave. Gojyo supposed he'd intended to cook something. He himself didn't really have any use or desire for the things, so they'd lain forgotten in the lowest part of the fridge.

Once when he reached down to take a beer, something cold brushed his hand. Gojyo recoiled and stared blearily at the white...things, sprouting out of the paper bag.
He'd never known potatoes went bad so aggressively. Gojyo took the bag and buried it in the backyard, and forgot the potatoes again.

Much later, Hakkai sat on the porch, looking quizzically at a certain plant, thought it looked completely uninteresting to Gojyo.
"What're you staring at?" He asked.
"I just didn't know you were growing potatoes."

From psychosomatic17
Any pairing! Prompt word: Unicorns.
Samurai champloo, gen. (sorry for twisting it to be so SERIOUS :P)

Kariya had sometimes, in his fancier moment, thought himself a kirin of sorts, a just executor.
In the end, with the taste of blood in his mouth, thinking of the calm resolution of his last opponent, he thought of one thing.
How wrong I was.

From moshesque
Saiyuki, 39, prompt: "actions speak louder than words"

Sanzo didn't bother listening to the monkey. 99% of what he said could be replied to automatically. Whines for hunger could be solved by either food or hitting him with the fan, moronic quarrels with Gojyo were ignored until it became impossible.
Listening to him speak, or more often shout, one would think not much happened inside that thick skull.

But then, just when he'd start to believe that, something would happen...
Sanzo frowned and looked at Hakkai, who was still staring at his hand, but didn't look like he was contemplating his own death anymore, and then at Goku who was trying to blacken the words on his cast with the failing permanent marker.
"How did you..."
"Huh?" Said Goku, looking at him uncomprehendingly.
"Tch, never mind."
Had to be some kind of monkey instinct.

Saiyuki, 58, prompt: "apron".
Now, I have happened to read a certain author's take on this *cough*devikun*cough* and that's...well, how else could it be written? More importantly, how could it be done better? No way.
*shrug*

Gojyo managed to take hold of Hakkai as he glided past the table.
"Listen, I think the kitchen's clean enough now, eh?" His hands tried to make his case, sliding under the horribly enticing white apron.
But Hakkai, cruel man that he was, merely laughed in that damnably reasonable way of his and extricated himself from Gojyo's wandering hands.

"Now Gojyo, the oven still needs cleaning."
And there he went, kneeling down on the floor neatly tied apron strings framing his...oh, god.
Gojyo groaned and thumped his head into the back of his chair.
He'd thought buying the apron was such a good idea.