VOGUE

Author:  simph8 Rating: Various Warnings:  AU, Angst, Fluff, Trips, Jealousy, Sex, Confrontations, Family, Non-con Characters:  Chinen Yuri, Takaki Yuya, Yabu Kota, Inoo Kei, Yaotome Hikaru, OMCs (Yabu Kyohei, Takaki Yuuki) Notes:  The drabbles have various settings and depicts various events of the whole verse. The only thing one must know before reading them is that it exists another long fic, that I haven't translated becasue it's unfinished. The gist of it is that there is a sixteen-years-old Yuuki who doesn't get along at all with Yuya because of who he is and because of what he's done in the past to Yuri. Then Yuuki gets kidnapped by a rival family which (supposedly) leads to a reconciliation with his father.  The scars of your love they leave me breathless Help Chinen had thought a thousand times to ask for help, to try to run, to do something to run from Yuya’s tortures. He had thought about everything, but he had never done a thing. He hated it, bu

Author:  simph8 Rating:  G Warnings:  AU, KidFic, Childcare Characters:  Yabu Kota, Inoo Kei, Takaki Yuya, OMC (Yabu Kyohei) Notes:  Story is set after 'Hakanai Yubisaki'. I wish I could play your father Kei fidgeted a little in his sleep, murmuring words that no one but him could understand. Kota, still awake because of work, laptop with him, glasses on his noise and a strong wish to go to sleep, stretched a hand toward his boyfriend’s face, caressing him softly. The younger writhed for a short while longer, grabbing his boyfriend’s hand as if it was an anchor, holding it tight. Kota slowly wiggled out of the hold, but he kept caressing his face and his hair until he was absolutely sure the younger was serene. He yawned, stretching. He wanted to sleep, but he knew that Yuya would’ve gotten seriously mad if he hadn't finished his work. Yabu didn’t care too much. He needed to get this done though, even if it would’ve meant staying up till sunrise. He yawned a

Author:  simph8 Rating:  NC-17 Warnings:  AU, PWP, Sex Characters:  Chinen Yuri, Takaki Yuya Notes:  Story is set after 'Hakanai Yubisaki'. Shower Yuri liked to have sex with Yuya. He adored it. Since things between them had changed, when he had stopped being just his whore, he had found out how pleasant it could be. It didn’t have a pattern; after all, he had to catch up on the things he hadn't experienced. Not voluntarily, at least. Right now he was under the shower; he bit his lower lip, feeling Yuya’s big hands wash his hair, and he was pressed between the elder’s warm body and the cold tiles, a contrast which made his skin tingle. He liked to feel Yuya’s hands slip slowly down on his shoulders, holding them softly, as if he was massaging them. Instinctively, Yuri threw his head back, resting it on Yuya’s collarbone, while the elder pushed his hips forward, almost casually pressing against the younger’s buttocks. Yuya leant forward, kissing and nipping on

Author:  simph8 Rating:  R (for themes) Warnings:  AU, Aftermath, Angst, Cemeteries Characters:  Chinen Yuri, Yabu Kota, Takaki Yuya Notes:  Story is set after 'Hakanai Yubisaki'. Do you ever feel already buried deep? Yuri woke up in the dead of the night. His breath was uneven, the sweat rolled down the sides of his heads; he looked around, terrified, trying to make out shapes in the darkness of the room. It took him a moment to recover and closed his eyes, trying to calm down, bringing his hands to his face. He fell back on the bed, trying to convince himself that there was no one else in the room, that the shadows were just a spawn of his nightmares. He spent a few minutes alone, listening to the noises coming from the street. He was sleeping over at Kota’s and Kei’s who, as opposed to him, lived on the second floor of a building on Kabuki-cho’s main street. When he had been living there, when Yuya had left, he had a hard time sleeping, both because of the no

Author:  simph8 Rating: R (for themes) Warnings:  AU, Aftermath, Angst Characters:  Chinen Yuri, Arioka Daiki, Yabu Kota, Yamada Ryosuke, Inoo Kei Notes: Story is set after 'Hakanai Yubisaki'. Our Dead Soul That night it was pouring rain, and the drops hit the smooth surface of the window almost violently, but the kid didn’t care too much. He pressed his forehead against the freezing glass, wondering why in the world had he left the sweatshirt on the bed when he had gotten up, but he felt too tired to even think about walking back to the bedroom to get it. In the silence of the night all he could hear was his boyfriend’s slow and deep breathing; he had been sleeping for a while now, and he had no intention to wake him up, to steal those few moments of peace he managed to get from that life. The younger sighed, closing his eyes. He felt tired, not sleepy. He hadn't been able to rest in a long time. The last time he had slept properly had been when he was ar