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[asael]

The first 10 people to comment on this post get to request a drabble (real drabble: 100 words exactly [more or less]) from you. In return, they have to post this in their journal and write a drabble for you. Post all fandoms you're willing to write for:

First, things that are not true:
1) I doubt I'll get 10 people, so request more than one if you want, as my writing no jutsu is strong these days.
2) I can't do word limits. I'll write however many words I want, so take that, drabble meme!
3) You don't have to post this in return unless you want to.

Oh, right... fandoms I'm willing to write for. Hmm.

Prince of Tennis
Naruto
HunterxHunter
Hell, any silly shounen series I know enough about to write for
CLAMP in general
What the hell, most of you guys know what I can/will write for. ASK FOR WHATEVER YOU WANT. If I can't do it for some reason, I'll ask for a different request.

No. Really. ANYTHING YOU WANT. Unless it's a pairing that makes me want to die inside.

Comments

[lakemonsters]

Yay! A meme! I always ask you for TezukaFuji to the point of being troublesome. But I dun wanna hassle you with them for a bit T_T maybe from X-CLAMP, some FuumaxKakyou?

[asael.livejournal.com]

If I have enough time tonight, I'll write you both, especially since this is so short. :) I like writing Tezuka/Fuji, so I never mind being asked for it. Haha, it's been awhile since I've read X and my manga are on the other side of the ocean, so this may be horribly OOC! If so, I apologize. ^_^;;

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Kakyou gazed across his dreamscape, watching the scenery shift and flow. He could mold it as he wished, of course, but at the moment there was no real need to. He was lost in his thoughts, in memories of the things he'd lost and in contemplations of the future.

Although seeing the future may not have been a curse, it wasn't a blessing, either. Kakyou didn't care anymore. Perhaps that made him the best kind of person to be in his position. Really, there wasn't much that could rattle him.

He felt the presence behind him, and tensed slightly. Fuuma's hand slipped along his collarbone. It was funny how vividly one could feel in dreams, but for Kakyou, dreams were life. He suppressed a shiver.

There were a few things left that could rattle him, after all.

[lakemonsters]

I loved it. Thank you. Fuuma is so stealthy in this drabble it makes me happy :D Thank you once again!