Roses Ablaze
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Title: The Cost of Losing
Author: Roses Ablaze
Theme: sm_monthly: February (OTP), Day One (Kiss)
Genre: General
Version: Manga
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Kunzite/ Mamoru (shounen-ai)
Mamoru was pretty sure his heart had stopped with disappointment. He was not a competitive person by nature, but this was one time when he really did not to lose. He was determined to win, more determined than he had ever been at any card game, and he was sure that that extra effort would have gotten him a victory.
He was also hoping that Usagi, his fiancée, would let him win, given what the losing team had to do if they lost. She had been as opposed to the idea as he was, and the only way her best friend and teammate, Minako, could get her to agree to it was that the losing team also had to buy each member of the winning team a gift of their choice. But Usagi did not let him win, and now he was stuck in a situation he would have rather not been in.
He looked at the opposing team pleadingly. Minako looked back triumphantly and expectantly. Obviously she wasn’t letting up. He then looked over at Usagi, who looked less excited (much less excited, in fact) than Minako, but it soon became obvious that there was no getting out of this.
He turned to Kun, his best friend. Mamoru was acutely aware of the fact that this was a male friend. The indifferent expression on his face would have been disconcerting enough if he hadn’t sensed with his empathic abilities that Kun was not, in fact, indifferent.
Kun got closer to Mamoru until they were almost touching. He placed one hand on each side of Mamoru’s face, tilting his head upward, and both men closed their eyes as their lips met softly.
It actually wasn’t all that unpleasant, considering the fact that Kun was not a woman and certainly not the love of his life. Mamoru felt himself relax into Kun’s body in spite of himself. He even let Kun slip his tongue into Mamoru’s mouth and explore it gently. Kun tasted slightly cold, not sweet like Usagi, and somehow Mamoru was reminded of a peaceful winter landscape where tiny snowflakes glittered in the sunlight.
They pulled away from each other after a few moments. Mamoru turned to his two blond opponents to find that Minako was smirking. Usagi’s expression was difficult to read, but Mamoru thought she looked even less amused than she looked a few minutes ago.
“What?” Kun finally asked, slightly irritated.
“Oh nothing,” Minako said. “It’s just that the agreement was to kiss. You didn’t have to do it so intimately.”
Title: Gray
Author: Roses Ablaze
Theme: sm_monthly: December (Shitennou), day one ("Strong Wing")
Genre: General
Version: Manga
Rating: PG
Characters: Kunzite
The thing Kun Kitayama hated most about his appearance was his eyes. His mother had once told him, when he was very small, that they were exotic – not very many people could boast of having silver eyes, after all. She called them silver, but to Kun, they were just gray, a dead color.
Like when you get so far up in the mountains there’s nothing but gray shadows on colorless snow and dull rocks. Nothing can live in the conditions you find in the highest mountains. If you get too high, all the green dies as soon as it grows, killed by the lack of nourishing heat and life-giving air. There was a time when he found an appeal to being so high, so far above the living and so isolated from life, but now, he just saw the highest mountains as what they were – dead and lonely.
Kun still loved the mountains, as he had in his previous life when he was known by a different name, but he liked the green, gently rolling kind – the kind that made up a landscape that was somehow open and encompassing at the same kind with its tiny, pale flowers winking in and out among tall, green grasses and white boulders that invited children to climb and explore them. The kind that were lower in altitude, where the light from the heavens was warm, inviting and soft instead of an intrusion that bounced glaringly off the snow and irritated the eyes with its brilliance.
Kun sometimes wondered why he had gray eyes, especially now that he knew they were green like his beloved hills in his previous life. He wondered if eyes truly were a reflection of the soul. He wondered how long it had taken for the green in his eyes to freeze and die in the dead darkness - and he wondered how long they'd take to grow back in the warm light.
Author: Roses Ablaze
Theme: sm_monthly: February (OTP), Day One (Kiss)
Genre: General
Version: Manga
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Kunzite/ Mamoru (shounen-ai)
Mamoru was pretty sure his heart had stopped with disappointment. He was not a competitive person by nature, but this was one time when he really did not to lose. He was determined to win, more determined than he had ever been at any card game, and he was sure that that extra effort would have gotten him a victory.
He was also hoping that Usagi, his fiancée, would let him win, given what the losing team had to do if they lost. She had been as opposed to the idea as he was, and the only way her best friend and teammate, Minako, could get her to agree to it was that the losing team also had to buy each member of the winning team a gift of their choice. But Usagi did not let him win, and now he was stuck in a situation he would have rather not been in.
He looked at the opposing team pleadingly. Minako looked back triumphantly and expectantly. Obviously she wasn’t letting up. He then looked over at Usagi, who looked less excited (much less excited, in fact) than Minako, but it soon became obvious that there was no getting out of this.
He turned to Kun, his best friend. Mamoru was acutely aware of the fact that this was a male friend. The indifferent expression on his face would have been disconcerting enough if he hadn’t sensed with his empathic abilities that Kun was not, in fact, indifferent.
Kun got closer to Mamoru until they were almost touching. He placed one hand on each side of Mamoru’s face, tilting his head upward, and both men closed their eyes as their lips met softly.
It actually wasn’t all that unpleasant, considering the fact that Kun was not a woman and certainly not the love of his life. Mamoru felt himself relax into Kun’s body in spite of himself. He even let Kun slip his tongue into Mamoru’s mouth and explore it gently. Kun tasted slightly cold, not sweet like Usagi, and somehow Mamoru was reminded of a peaceful winter landscape where tiny snowflakes glittered in the sunlight.
They pulled away from each other after a few moments. Mamoru turned to his two blond opponents to find that Minako was smirking. Usagi’s expression was difficult to read, but Mamoru thought she looked even less amused than she looked a few minutes ago.
“What?” Kun finally asked, slightly irritated.
“Oh nothing,” Minako said. “It’s just that the agreement was to kiss. You didn’t have to do it so intimately.”
Title: Gray
Author: Roses Ablaze
Theme: sm_monthly: December (Shitennou), day one ("Strong Wing")
Genre: General
Version: Manga
Rating: PG
Characters: Kunzite
The thing Kun Kitayama hated most about his appearance was his eyes. His mother had once told him, when he was very small, that they were exotic – not very many people could boast of having silver eyes, after all. She called them silver, but to Kun, they were just gray, a dead color.
Like when you get so far up in the mountains there’s nothing but gray shadows on colorless snow and dull rocks. Nothing can live in the conditions you find in the highest mountains. If you get too high, all the green dies as soon as it grows, killed by the lack of nourishing heat and life-giving air. There was a time when he found an appeal to being so high, so far above the living and so isolated from life, but now, he just saw the highest mountains as what they were – dead and lonely.
Kun still loved the mountains, as he had in his previous life when he was known by a different name, but he liked the green, gently rolling kind – the kind that made up a landscape that was somehow open and encompassing at the same kind with its tiny, pale flowers winking in and out among tall, green grasses and white boulders that invited children to climb and explore them. The kind that were lower in altitude, where the light from the heavens was warm, inviting and soft instead of an intrusion that bounced glaringly off the snow and irritated the eyes with its brilliance.
Kun sometimes wondered why he had gray eyes, especially now that he knew they were green like his beloved hills in his previous life. He wondered if eyes truly were a reflection of the soul. He wondered how long it had taken for the green in his eyes to freeze and die in the dead darkness - and he wondered how long they'd take to grow back in the warm light.
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