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Okay, never mind, I just want to do this.


Or something like that.

paperclipComment with a pairing AND a prompt/situation/kink/combination of the three, and I’ll see if I can give you a section or two of it.

impactThis is KAT-TUN/NEWS/Kanjnani8 only and I won’t porn Junno and Tegoshi, sorry. Also LOL I haven’t written many of K8 but I’m willing to try. The same goes for most of the kinks. You never know.

heartbreakYou may give me as many prompts as you want (in separate comments) and I may chose not to write any of them ;D This is for fun, pigs can fly.


Date: 2012-02-25 04:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ryogrande.livejournal.com
ryoda have been trolling EVERYONE for 10 years, pretending that they don't like each other when really they're practically besties, and both of them were fine with hiding their true friendship until it became more.

beware of rio, she is shifty.

Date: 2012-02-25 04:22 pm (UTC)

Perfect disquise part I

Date: 2012-02-27 02:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sashjun.livejournal.com
“Isn’t it just a little fascinating that we never get caught together?” Ueda asks, his mouth full of takoyaki.

Ryo, legs shamelessly swinging underneath his own stool—it’s just Ueda watching and he saves the short jokes for when he’s really desperate nowadays—shrugs. “Only you would call that fascinating.”

“But really,” Ueda insists, gesturing the owner of the stall for more food and sake.

“Well,” Ryo muses, watching in amusement how much Tatsuya can eat while he’s been done for a while. The guy really loves him some octopus. This coming from Osaka’s finest. “You’ve always been good to at it. And I’ve learned a thing or two from the master.”

“Oh, a compliment,” Ueda grins. At least his mouth is empty this time.

“Must you point, like, every single one of them out? It’s not like they’re scarce or anything.”

“They’re still nice,” Ueda sighs.

“Are you drunk?” Ryo eyes Ueda a little suspiciously.

“Definitely not,” Ueda shakes his head. It still feels weird that no hair flies into his face as he does so. Ryo must think the same because he looks at Ueda with a little frown on his face. “I’m just . . . pensive.”

“Right, great. I love when you call yourself that,” Ryo grimaces. Ueda fakes one right back on purpose, and they laugh.

“The thing is, it’s been going on for so long. I don’t mean just media. Not even Kame knows. And I feel like the guy knows everything,” Ueda says.

“That’s because you tell him. And what do you know? Maybe he knows, but he’s not telling,” Ryo laughs at the idea of Kame secretly watching them and keeping the information of Ueda Tatsuya and Nishikido Ryo being friends for almost a decade now as possible ransom material.

“Now, that would be a mind-game bigger than ours,” Ueda laughs.

“Tatsuya,” Ryo interrupts, grabbing Ueda’s shoulder. “What is with you? What are you getting at?”

Ueda looks right into Ryo’s eyes. It’s dark outside and still too cold to be eating at a food stall, and Ryo can’t see anything anyway.

“Never mind. I’m just playing with you,” Ueda says at the end.

Ryo turns back forwards. Neither of them says anything as they drink their beer. It’s not uncomfortable. It hasn’t been uncomfortable for years. When Ryo bumps his shoulder with Ueda’s, Ueda pushes back, but just a little, so that Ryo sways on his stool but doesn’t fall off. They grin at each other, finish another plate of food and walk a part of the way home together until Ueda needs to take a turn left and Ryo needs to go straight ahead to catch a train home.

“It’s fun, being friends with you and not having to report about it to anyone,” Ryo says before they part. “I thought we were on the same page about it.”

“We were, still are,” Ueda nods. “I was just being silly. Why would I want to brag about you anyway?” Ueda asks.

Ryo laughs, head falling back. When he straightens up, he rubs Ueda’s head, hair fuzzy between his fingers.

“And here I thought you just like to keep me to yourself,” he says and winks. “I know I do. I like the privacy of it.” He waves Ueda good bye and leaves, almost skipping from the good mood he’s in. Excellent food and company is really relaxing.

So Ryo likes to keep Tatsuya to himself.

Ueda stands on the intersection until he can’t see Ryo anymore, then turns towards his home. He sighs a little, shakes his head even, then straightens his shoulders and picks up his pace. It’s too late, and he has shooting early in the morning tomorrow. Normally he’d have been in bed for at least an hour by now.


Perfect disquise part II

Date: 2012-02-27 02:02 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sashjun.livejournal.com
“What’s that?” Ryo asks as he pulls something from in between the couch cushions. He tilts his head, looking at the bottle of transparent liquid. “It’s too runny for it to be lube,” he continues, and Ueda almost drops the tray with cups of hot chocolate and marshmallows.

“What? It’s not like you didn’t tell me you swing both ways that time you got really drunk after Jin came back to KAT-TUN.” Ryo rolls his eyes.

“Uhm?” Ueda stands there, looking at Ryo like if he was from another world.

“You don’t remember,” Ryo says rather flatly. Maybe only a bit awed. “I just thought we had silently agreed not to talk about that. I’m pretty sure I told you I slept with Kame back then and made you promise to never mention it again, so— Oh, you didn’t remember that either then.” Ryo is suddenly even more interested in the bottle between his fingers.

Ueda slams the try on the coffee table. “Are you making that up?” He asks, and he sounds just a little hysterical.

“Oh man, I wish I was.”

They stare at each other, and then Ueda collapses on the sofa right next to Ryo.

“So we’ve both slept with Kame in the past decade,” Ueda says slowly.

“Are we really going to talk about this?” Ryo asks, sitting up properly, his ears getting red.

“No, you’re right. Let’s not,” Ueda says and eyes the bottle in Ryo’s hands. “That’s Kame’s travel package of nail polish remover, by the way,” he mutters then bursts out laughing because come on now, really.

Ryo almost falls off the couch, giggling helplessly. Ueda searches between the cushions some more, fishing out a black nail polish after a while.

“I believe he was looking for this nail polish as well. He insisted on doing his manicure last time he was here. The marshmallows are his left overs too.”

Ryo finally stops giggling, though the corners of his mouth still twitch a little. He picks up his cup of chocolate in a toast. “To Kame and his couch secrets.”

Ueda drinks the cup almost all in one.

“So, do you want me to do your nails?” Ryo asks seriously after he cleans up Ueda’s milk moustache with his palm.

Ueda blinks.

“Did you come here high or something?” he asks, lifting Ryo’s chin and examining his face really closely. Both of their cheeks burn red, and Ryo pulls back after a while.

“No, but Yasu sometimes ambushes me. He says it’s strangely therapeutic, and I need to get my mind off things.” Ryo stops talking.

“What things?” Ueda asks, putting down his cup and searching around the shelves behind his couch.

“Just work,” Ryo stammers. “I don’t want to talk about it.”

“You could, you know,” Ueda says, coming back.

“I know,” Ryo nods then stays silent.

“So no music writing tonight?” Ueda asks as he starts putting down different little bottles of nail polish, so many colors he could open a shop with them. Ryo stares.

“Tatsuya, even after all these years, you’re full of surprises,” he gets out at last and even manages a mocking tone.

“This, and that one are Koki’s, the rest of them Kame never took back. I would’ve never guessed that it would be useful at some point.”

Ryo’s face splits into a grin, and Ueda can’t help it but mimic the action.

“So who goes first?”


Date: 2012-02-27 02:03 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sashjun.livejournal.com
Ueda’s on tour, and Ryo’s apparently going to have a drama, so it takes them three days of texting and schedule moving to manage a late night dinner.

The run-down ramen place full of salary men going home from work late at night is a perfect cover. But it’s the food that they actually come here for. In Ryo’s opinion, they don’t come here often enough. Ueda insists that variety is good.

“At least one time out of three, we should go elsewhere,” he said long time ago, and Ryo did his best to keep the pattern ever since then.

“How are the concerts?” Ryo asks, and Ueda slurps his noodles loudly in response.

“Kame’s noisy, huh?” Ryo guesses.

“How’s the drama talk?” Ueda asks in return. Ryo grabs his beer and drinks all of it at once.

“Oh, this will be good. Another kid?” Ueda laughs into his food.

It’s easier to talk about music or weather on days like these, and soon they’re mocking the Cherry blossom forecast together.

“I haven’t gone to see it in years,” Ryo suddenly realizes.

Ueda wants to taking him right then and there. He knows it’s started in Okinawa already.

“You’re not missing much,” he lies.

Ryo nods and moves to another subject.

They finish the meal and walk outside, intending on going home. When they get to their intersection, Ryo only starts taking bigger steps. Ueda pretends not to notice that Ryo’s turn to the right has come and gone.

“You’re home,” Ryo says, not even feigning surprise when Ueda stops in front of his apartment building.

“Do you want to stay the night? It’s getting late?” Ueda asks.

It’s not like Ryo hasn’t slept over million times already. Ueda doesn’t expect Ryo to shake his head.

“I can’t tonight.”

Ueda has no reason to question that.

“Thanks for the food.”

“That place never fails,” Ryo says, smiling. Then, “good night.”

Ueda only bows a little in reply and heads inside. Ryo walks around the nearest corner and calls a taxi because all the trains stopped running for the night. It doesn’t matter though, he has a free morning ahead of himself.


“I wonder what Ueda’s been up to now that his drama is over,” Kame says during the concert CM.

Ueda tilts his head, but nothing much comes to his mind. He really appreciates Kame making him talk. He really does.

“Not much really, I had a dinner with Nishikido-kun recently, but—”

The rest of the sentence is swallowed by the screams from the audience. Oh.

Nakamaru looks at him in confusion. Koki doubles in laughter, Junno smiles like a fool, and Kame only sticks his chin out.

“Really? Now that’s a blast from the past, ne?” He asks the audience and there’s more screaming that calms down only when Nakamaru shifts the focus to Koki and his work next.

“That was kind of mean,” Kame complains later. “You could have warned us. The promotion falls kind of flat when you say things like that.”

“Why even joke about something like that? It’ll be all over the blogs tonight,” Nakamaru says.

“I wasn’t joking though,” Ueda answers, not seeing the point in lying now. Only Kame might believe him anyway. That’s kind of ironic.


“What was that about?” Ryo asks into the phone. “Just what the hell have you done, Tatsuya?” He sounds angry and out of breath.

“I told you. Kame asked what I’ve been doing, and it just came out. It was natural. I was thinking about you,” Ueda sighs. “Look, this is why I texted you. They’ll probably think I was joking. We can totally play it that way.”

“It’s not same,” Ryo says crossly.

Ueda stays silent.

“Is that what you want to do?” Ryo asks after a moment, much calmer.

“Do what?” Ueda sounds confused.

“Turn it into a joke?”

“Didn’t you say it was better that way?” Ueda asks next.

“I hate it when you don’t answer my questions,” Ryo says and hangs up.


Date: 2012-02-27 02:06 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sashjun.livejournal.com
Three days later, Ueda falls asleep in front of his TV. He’s woken up by his phone ringing.

“I’m outside your door,” Ryo says when Ueda picks up. Ueda trots to the said door, opening it then leaving Ryo to get in and close the door while Ueda yawns and goes to sit back on the couch, blankets crumbled in his lap.

“So you just lost your mind for a moment three days ago and told the whole world we go for dinners. Because you were thinking about me,” Ryo says instead of a greeting, sitting down next to Ueda and eventually stealing some of the blanket because he walked here, trying to straighten out his thoughts. The nights are still cold though.

“Yeah.” Ueda nods.

“And this has nothing to do with that strange talk we had when we went for takoyaki the last time.” Ryo sounds like his old ironic, biting self.

“No, not really.”



“What now?”

“Nothing. We’ll just wait until it passes,” Ueda starts the speech he practiced. “You tell people it was a bad joke. You should probably look a bit pissed off. I tell them it was one of my many lies. Maybe I should take Kame to a spa. We keep it low for a month. I don’t want to become some new leader of the ex-Akanishi troop or whatever they could come up with. You have a scandal before your drama starts, as I’m sure you’re scheduled to. Everyone forgets.”

“You seem to have it all planned perfectly,” Ryo says and he still sounds bitter.

“Did I overlook something?” Ueda asks, not managing to keep the irritation out of his voice this time. “I really didn’t think this was aggravating enough to warrant midnight visits.”

“Maybe you were wrong then,” Ryo says and grabs Tatsuya’s shirt, making them face each other. “You were thinking of me in the middle of your concert. And then you talked about me. What is really going on?” Ryo asks, slowly as if measuring his every word.

“That’s a very strange way to put it.” Ueda’s hands close into fists in his lap.

“Tatsuya,” Ryo’s tone changes completely and it’s almost pleading now.

“Don’t—” Ueda starts then shuts up, looking up and into Ryo’s eyes properly for the first time that night.

“What do you want?” Ryo finishes anyway.

Instead of the answer, Ueda pulls at the blanket that Ryo is holding in his other hand. Ryo stumbles forward, and Ueda kisses him. For a moment, it’s like everything freezes. Just like some very bad drama, only lips pressed against lips and eyes wide open.

Ryo is the first one to close them. That’s when Ueda moves, but not to pull away, rather to grab Ryo by his neck, bringing him closer and nibbling at his bottom lip. He doesn’t have to wait too long before Ryo opens his mouth. The moment their tongues meet, there’s a whirl of motion. Ryo ends up in Ueda’s lap, one of his hands still curled in Ueda’s shirt, the other going through Ueda’s still too short hair. Ueda has his arms around Ryo’s waist and they can’t stop kissing, not even when suddenly Ueda starts to laugh and Ryo ends up biting Ueda’s lip for it. Ueda hisses, and Ryo giggles like a vengeful teenage girl.

“Nice, really nice, Ryo,” Ueda gasps out.

“Is that what you’re going to go with, here?” Ryo asks. He pulls back a little, but his hands stay on Ueda, and Ueda’s own tighten around Ryo.

“Well, the alternative was ‘What the fuck just happened?’ So really, I didn’t have much choice here.”

“You could just keep quiet,” Ryo says and tries to kiss Ueda again. Ueda dodges him though.

“Are you serious?” he asks, steadying Ryo so that he can’t move closer or further away.

“Kind of. Yes. I want to be. Do you?” Ryo says quickly, looking pointedly at Ueda’s lips rather than into his eyes.

Ueda knows Ryo. If Ryo says four sentences about something like this and doesn’t even really stammer, he has to be serious. So he pushes Ryo off his lap and gets up, grabbing Ryo’s elbow and leading him into the bedroom.

Perfect disquise part V

Date: 2012-02-27 02:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sashjun.livejournal.com
“I don’t actually keep lube in between my couch cushions. So let’s move before I decide screwing with you is less important that screwing up ten years of friendship,” he explains.

“I’ll teach you how to hide it properly,” Ryo says as he starts to move willingly. “This is not just about sex though, so stop being a tough-guy Tatsuya. We’re having a moment here.”

“Funny,” Ueda breathes and pushes Ryo down onto his bed.

“Always here to entertain,” Ryo mutters, but then he pulls Ueda down and kisses him again.

Now they’re talking. Only not really because the kiss is pretty desperate, deep and demanding and better and better as they find the right way to fit together. Ueda’s hands frame Ryo’s head, and Ryo’s arms wrap around Ueda’s neck. They start to move against each other and Ryo’s heels are soon hooked around Ueda’s shins.

When Ryo moans into the kiss and Ueda finds himself pretty breathless, he pulls back, sitting up on his heels.

“This is nice too,” Ueda says, pulling his own shirt off then helping Ryo out of his. He stops on Ryo’s pants, but Ryo only rolls his eyes and takes care of those himself.

“They were going to go off at some point anyway,” he says flatly as he falls back into the cushions.

“This is why I love you,” Ueda smirks at him then goes still in horror.

Ryo’s eyes grow big. Then he smiles smugly. “I knew it,” he says and pulls at Ueda’s hand bringing him down for a kiss.

“Now, where’s that lube of yours?” he breathes out a little later when Ueda’s kissing down his neck, and across his collarbones, their bodies moving against each other much faster than before.

Ueda reaches for the night stand and finds what he needs, dipping his tongue right back into Ryo’s mouth then sucking on Ryo’s nipple. But Ryo’s too impatient for any more playing around—he’s hard and wanting because this has been happening in his head for some time now, over and over again and he needs to move on. He arches against Ueda, and Ueda lets out a small moan against his stomach.

“Hey, come back up here,” Ryo mutters. Ueda seems reluctant. Ryo just grabs a handful of his hair and pulls at it. It slips between his fingers and he curses, but it helps.

Ueda still avoids looking at Ryo directly though.

“Don’t be silly,” Ryo laughs breathlessly. “You can’t possibly be embarrassed,” he says.

Ueda shakes his head, but his eyes are burning holes into Ryo’s chest.

“Okay then,” Ryo says and grabs the lube. He lies back down, pushing Ueda off himself and lifts his legs up. “I want you to fuck me,” he says, almost confident. “I’ve dreamt about it for the past year or maybe even before that. Now that has to be equally as embarrassing as sappy love confessions, right?”

It’s really not a situation to laugh. Ueda’s hard and hot and so turned on it hurts. But Ryo’s giving him this crooked, slightly creepy smile, and his neck is flushed, and his lips are swollen from all the kissing, and they’re having a competition about who says more embarrassing things in bed. Ueda does laugh. But then he takes the lube from Ryo and looks him up and down, eyes serious.

“Actually, what you just said. It’s pretty hot,” he mutters.

“Then do it,” Ryo challenges.

There’s no need to say more. Ueda leans back in, kissing Ryo and running his hands down his stomach, touching his cock for the first time, then moving lower. He quickly lubes his fingers, and then he’s stroking Ryo with one hand, fingers of the other teasing the wrinkled skin.

When Ueda finally presses a finger all the way inside, Ryo stops kissing, eyes tightly shut and his breath quickening. Ueda takes his time with the second finger, then starts moving a little faster, encouraged by the noises Ryo makes, a little louder and higher every time the fingers push deeper. With three fingers inside Ryo, Ueda just needs to find the right place, probing and caressing Ryo until he arches his back and lets out a wail.

Ryo grips Ueda’s elbow soon after, and Ueda pulls away, getting ready and groaning when his cock presses against Ryo for the first time.

Perfect disquise part VI (end)

Date: 2012-02-27 02:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sashjun.livejournal.com
“Hurry,” Ryo whispers, opening his eyes again, and Ueda pushes in, slowly and steadily until he can’t go any further and they’re both gasping for air.

“You feel so great,” Ueda says, and Ryo groans, shifting his hips a little.

“Move already,” he urges. Ueda does, rocking back and forth and falling forward when Ryo wraps his legs around him. He hides his face in Ryo’s neck, sucking and licking at the skin there, while Ryo digs nails into his sweaty back and asks him to go faster.

Ryo keeps pulling Ueda closer, and the pleasure builds between them, both of them starting to tremble when Ueda shifts and his cock brushes against the right place every time. Ryo gasps and moans and Ueda manages to fit a hand between them, touching him and pulling him off, fast and not gentle at all.

All of it makes Ryo only tighter, and Ueda’s pace falters, his thrusts messy and quick. When he comes, he bites at Ryo’s skin to stop himself from moaning too loud or maybe saying more stupid things, and it seems to push Ryo over the edge too. He spills between them and his limbs relax, slowly falling off Ueda’s body. Ueda’s hips finally stop jerking as he pulls at Ryo’s cock one more time.

It takes times, but eventually Ueda is able to move, pulling out and grabbing some tissues to clean them both. Ryo gives him a lazy smile, still catching his breath. When Ueda’s done, Ryo stretches on the bed, no shame at all and watches as Ueda searches for a clean pair of boxers for them both.

“Here,” he says handing a pair that he finds suitable enough to Ryo.

“Thanks,” Ryo says and pulls at the fabric hard, Ueda ending up cluttering to bed.

“Idiot,” Ueda murmurs, rubbing his knee.

“So, that was nice,” Ryo says in reply, grinning deviously.

“Yeah,” Ueda agrees, climbing the rest of the way to sit next to Ryo.

“But you know, this means that from now on, we have to hide the fact we’re together from the rest of the world,” Ryo asks, looking at Ueda a little sheepishly.

“I see no problem. No one would think I’d go for a midget like you anyway,” Ueda winks.

“True. You have no breasts either, and everyone knows I like those,” Ryo nods.

“Right,” Ueda laughs and pinches Ryo’s side. Ryo yelps and Ueda grins, then caresses the place he just pinched. “The previous years of practice might come handy as well,” Ueda adds, suddenly almost gentle with Ryo.

“By the way, I love you too,” Ryo says into the silence that follows.

Ueda smiles and leans in to kiss Ryo.

“You know, this involved entirely too much talking,” he sighs between the kisses. Ryo just pushes at him until he’s lying on top of Ueda and he can kiss and touch anywhere he wants. That should shut Ueda up for a while.

Date: 2012-02-27 03:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ryogrande.livejournal.com
i... no words. i should have quoted. EVERYTHING. EVERYTHING, ALEX. from start to finish, this was perfect. KAME'S COUCH SECRETS. MAN-ICURES. they've both slept with kame, orly now. i really fucking love how you wrote them as besties (every. interaction. GOLD.), how they've been hiding it, how ueda just calmly speaks of it in a concert and everyone flips, how ryo doesn't like it, EVERYTHING. EVERY WORD OF THIS IS EXACTLY WHAT I WANTED, then omfg ryo shows up all freaked and ueda KISSES HIM and then:

“I don’t actually keep lube in between my couch cushions. So let’s move before I decide screwing with you is less important that screwing up ten years of friendship,” he explains.

“I’ll teach you how to hide it properly,” Ryo says as he starts to move willingly. “This is not just about sex though, so stop being a tough-guy Tatsuya. We’re having a moment here.”


Date: 2012-02-27 07:23 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sashjun.livejournal.com

I am happy you liked this. You already know I had a lot of fun writing this so thank you for giving me the excuse to do it! Also Kame is totally Maya's fault. She mentioned RyoKame on twitter when I was just starting to write it and . . . things happened.


No really, also you quoted the lube part :DDD Oh god, I had too much fun with this, didn't I? They talked too much too but I couldn't stop ;__;

Right back at you, hearts and all the other expressions of affection :D heart1heart1heart1heart1heart1heart1heart1

Thank you!
Edited Date: 2012-02-27 07:24 pm (UTC)

Date: 2012-02-28 02:02 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ryogrande.livejournal.com

yes, i read this again.


Date: 2012-02-28 08:10 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sashjun.livejournal.com
awww and saw all the mistakes especially in the beginning of this, lol <3

ANYWAY! I listened to For a spin yesterday before sleep and finished it off today when riding metro to and from work and oh god, today I giggled through so much of it. The way it pronounces Tatsuaya and Ueda and some other things and ho the guy gets all excited when saying Yeah. and lol H.M. and the most hilarious reading of a climatic kiss scene ever. I love this so much! Plus, well it helps the fic is so funny by itself. Why do I have to pay when I want the .mp3 feature ;__;

Date: 2012-02-28 09:33 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ryogrande.livejournal.com
I LOVE THE PRONUNCIATION SO MUCH. mostly that kame is "come," roooooofl. what do you have to pay for?! i can save it as a different format if you need it...

Date: 2012-02-28 09:45 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sashjun.livejournal.com
I downloaded the natural reader but it tells me that to save it as mp3, I need to upgrade to paid version ;__; unless you have a different program?

Actually what do you have exactly?

Date: 2012-02-28 09:46 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ryogrande.livejournal.com
omg i got that shit on torrent. i don't think i have the installation file anymore but i can get it again for you when i get home. you want to make your own, right? i mean, you can still LISTEN to them without paying, i hope...

Date: 2012-02-28 09:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sashjun.livejournal.com
Yeah I got the official stuff, but that only lets you put the text into a a box and then play it. You can't save the "recording". So if you do manage to find something that will let me, that'd be great! <3

Date: 2012-02-28 09:49 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ryogrande.livejournal.com
i've got you, it's all good. 8D

Date: 2012-02-27 04:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] alternatejess.livejournal.com
Maia sent me here :D

1. Ryo and Tatsuya has takoyaki <3 And
2. And the banter. The banter in the whole story is excellent . They even do it in bed! #laughing
3. They BOTH slept with Kame. LOLLED.
5. Ueda has slip of tongue in the middle of con MC <3
7. But before that:

“This is why I love you,” Ueda smirks at him then goes still in horror.

Ryo’s eyes grow big. Then he smiles smugly. “I knew it,”

Oh Ryo. <3


It's a really nice read :D Loved the relationship between them. Loved how they are really good friends who just friendly-argue with each other and then falls in love somewhere in the middle. <3

Date: 2012-02-27 07:28 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sashjun.livejournal.com
Maia is such a pimp!

1. Ueda's been talking about it a lot these days :D
2. Yeah, I couldn't stop, I was afraid it might be too much even <3
3,4 :DDD
5. Rumor like this just kind of flashed through my twitter recently but it died with the one tweet it started so it was probably just a hoax. I'm sure we'd here more about it, if Ueda really admitted dinner :D
6, 7 ♥

Thank you! I'm happy you enjoyed this :D Your comment made me super happy.

Date: 2012-02-28 11:42 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] alternatejess.livejournal.com
And she said awesome stuff about you :D

2. GO ON. I like banter. A.lot.
5. I wished it really did happen. Because it would be excellent fuel for fanfic.<3

Em, #sharescandies. I did enjoy the story, so yeah :D

Date: 2012-02-28 08:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sashjun.livejournal.com
Oh, IDEK what to say, she's a great person to me.

5. You have no idea. this fandom needs some kind of . . . lubrication like burning at this point ;__;

#munchesonthem ♥

Date: 2012-02-25 04:19 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ryogrande.livejournal.com
and i've always been curious, what was the threesome-like situation you were going to write me for fqf last year? now that i know it was YOU, i really want to read it, especially since i remember something about voyeurism. *_* so whatever that was, that is my request. >D

Date: 2012-02-25 05:11 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sashjun.livejournal.com
agh this. I will email you about this but there was no three some planned there . . .

Date: 2012-02-25 04:23 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sashjun.livejournal.com

First you'd need a prompt.

Second Jin is married and not KAT-TUN anymore. I'm not sure I want to sex him up . . . I might be willing to do so in an AU setting. You still need a prompt/kink/situation though.

Date: 2012-02-25 04:25 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] alienashi.livejournal.com

not really interested in jin atm...i was rather >__< at the ass tattoo at the moment, need to cleanse my mind off it

Date: 2012-02-25 04:29 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ryogrande.livejournal.com
that ass tattoo is totally for ueda. >.> bitch got branded and there's nothing meisa can do about it but roll her eyes and tighten her leash.

Date: 2012-02-25 05:10 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sashjun.livejournal.com
ROFL the dictator never lets you go :D

Date: 2012-02-25 05:11 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ryogrande.livejournal.com
cannot unsee. and don't want to. *_*

Date: 2012-02-25 05:09 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sashjun.livejournal.com
LOL I'm relieved, ngl.

Also I was going to say it might just be hena or something for the shoot ;D If that helps :D

Date: 2012-02-25 04:22 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] alienashi.livejournal.com
lol i was kidding. but maruda, please? there's tie-grabbing and smiling cutely at each other and stuff...

Date: 2012-02-25 04:28 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] alienashi.livejournal.com
hmmm prompt.

kat-tun decided to use a polling system to decide their next solos and nakamaru needed to do a hard rock one while ueda needed a suave, jazzy type. things happened.

Date: 2012-02-25 04:29 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] alienashi.livejournal.com
oh, also maruda, remember the ficolate prompt i gave? one about indirect communications? wanna try it?

Date: 2012-02-25 05:10 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sashjun.livejournal.com
ugh I fail, so this goes here: lol for smut meme?

Date: 2012-02-25 05:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] alienashi.livejournal.com
hmmm. idk. it could be text message sex?

Date: 2012-02-25 05:04 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] quarrions.livejournal.com

frottage and/ hand jobs/not getting undressed all the way/rough/in hurry

combined? lol I dunno something along those lines

Date: 2012-02-25 10:39 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sashjun.livejournal.com
I was going to find pictures, but I can't. At concerts, Kame plays a vampire and Nakamaru plays a dentist, and Kame bites him. Also Ueda cross-dresses as a bear - mascot of their tv show - and Kame is ALL OVER him. Just so you know what I'm referencing to.

Koki admits he’s just a little envious of all the attention Kame is paying to Nakamaru and Ueda in their skits lately. He bites Nakamaru during every concert and Nakamaru has marks to prove how much of it is just a game. He’s also all over Ueda, rolling with him around the stage, bear hugs and what not. Koki knows it’s not healthy to be jealous of a bear, but . . .

“Someone’s in a hurry,” Kame says when Koki pushes him against the inside of the door of the hotel room. It comes out rather creepy because his voice breaks when Koki pushes one knee between his legs and squeezes his ass.

“I don’t see you complaining,” Koki hisses when Kame pulls at his hair, ponytail falling apart between his fingers. His hips are pushing forward, and Koki chokes on his breath, his erection straining painfully against his underwear. So yes, he’s been thinking of doing this since the middle of the tonight’s concert.

“I’ll start if you don’t do something,” Kame whispers, and Koki realizes Kame’s just as hard. He shoves a hand between them, trying to unzip Kame’s pants and pulling his own sweats and underwear down just enough. Kame doesn’t disappoint—no underwear under the designer jeans—and Koki’s hand is around them both in no time.

“Yeah, that’s more like it,” Kame moans out, latching to Koki’s neck and sucking. Koki’s breath hitches because this is what he’s been imagining, seeing Kame leaning over Nakamaru. Only it’s much better behind the closed door, and his hips jerk, pushing into his fist, his cock rubbing against Kame’s.

They move against each other, and Kame hooks one leg over the back of Koki’s thigh, crushing Koki’s hand between them. Koki drags Kame up by his hair, moaning against Kame’s lips as they bite and lick at each other. He gives up on stroking them, his hands going back to clutching Kame’s hips as he pushes him into the door, Kame meeting him with fury of his own.

When Kame throws his head back, hitting it on the wood, and his face contorts in pain and pleasure, Koki comes. It’s sudden, and he pushes Kame against the door one more time, trapping him there as he slumps forward.

“Oh fuck,” Kame groans, grabbing Koki’s hand and bringing it to his own cock. Koki doesn’t protest, gripping Kame and pulling him off fast, needing him to come before his own knees give in. He finds Kame's mouth again, kissing him deeply. When Kame starts to shiver against him, Koki pushes his thumb into Kame’s slit and bites his bottom lip. Kame comes with a deep moan, and when he slides down the wall, he takes Koki with him.

To Koki’s dismay, it takes Kame only another minute or two to catch his breath.

“You could have waited until we get into the shower,” he says, his nose wrinkling as he observes the stain on his jeans and the sweat in the crook of Koki’s neck, their shirts sticking to damp skin.

“No, I couldn’t,” Koki sighs, much more content now. “But give me five minutes and I’m so there.”

Kame laughs. “You have three,” he says as he gets up, letting his jeans fall all the way down. He doesn’t even look back as he walks into the bathroom. Koki is on his heels anyway.
Edited Date: 2012-02-26 08:28 pm (UTC)

Date: 2012-03-01 11:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] quarrions.livejournal.com
bear hugs and what not. Koki knows it’s not healthy to be jealous of a bear, but . . . .

good start for a porn piece ..making me laugh .... lol it sounded so ....just so ....ahah omg

wuahahahaahah I really liked when they slide down for some reason, and the ending ...sorry to say it was predictable that Kame would say so, but god, I love me some cheesy and predictable in this kind of situations ahahahaha

all in all HOOOOOT!!! I miss our baseball Kokame verse, you know ... <3333

thank youuu

I shall see about that kitchen Ryoda

Date: 2012-03-02 10:12 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sashjun.livejournal.com
well that was the point, the laughter.

LOL Kame is firm in character, if that was predictable ;D

I think it might kind of be dead. The potential was exploited enough already.

You're welcome. And I'll be waiting for it

Date: 2012-02-25 05:39 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] jugemu
MARUDA. erm... something about Nakamaru's nyan-pose has a weird effect on Ueda? xD http://twitpic.com/8mzcme

The wrong pose

Date: 2012-02-28 11:22 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sashjun.livejournal.com
„You actually look really unenthusiastic doing that. Kind of cold. Too cool for it?“ Ueda muses as he looks at their photo in one of the latest magazines.

“Why are you even looking at that?” Nakamaru asks, still a little baffled about what Ueda’s doing in his apartment. It’s not his style to invite himself over just like that.

“Picked it up in the agency,” Ueda says. “Don’t change the subject.”

“I didn’t! What should I say to you criticizing me doing that weird pose anyway? You know I don’t actually get that kind of stuff. And you didn’t do it at all, you cheat!”

“Well, it doesn’t suit me now.” Ueda shrugs throwing the magazine away. “Now do it again.”

“Do what?” Nakamaru looks at him, now positively bewildered.

“The pose,” Ueda answers, like it’s obvious.

“No. Why?” Nakamaru shakes his head violently.

“Just do it. Please?” Ueda tries, and he sounds like he almost means to ask nicely.

“Will you go back to being a normal, sensible adult then?” Nakamaru asks, seeing hope where it’s not.

“I’m never sensible. Or adult,” Ueda tells him flat out. “Just one time. Show me what you’ve got.”

Nakamru sighs. He fixes Ueda with a stern look, but Ueda doesn’t budge at all, so Nakamaru lifts his hands, bending his wrist awkwardly. He tilts his chin down and presses his lips together.

There’s a moment of silence then Nakamaru turns red from ear to toe under Ueda’s studious look and drops the pose.

“I don’t get it,” Ueda mutters.

“Will you finally enlighten me about what is going on here?”

Ueda looks up at Nakamaru for a little longer, then his eyes flick to the magazine on the floor then back to Nakamaru again. He stands up, grabs Nakamaru’s collar and kisses him out of the blue.

Nakamaru flails, hands finally settling on Ueda’s shoulders as he pushes him away. Ueda’s hand drops from his shirt and he tilts his head to the side.

“It makes no sense. I mean, you don’t mean the pose, and it’s totally wrong when you do it, yet that’s what turns me on.” He clears his throat. “Nakamaru, I think you just became an object of sexual desire in my mind. Congratulation.”

Nakamaru doesn’t know where to look, what to say or how to just not completely panic. Yet Ueda just stands there, tilting his head still and measuring Nakamaru up and down like some kind of art exhibit or a very expensive sound system Ueda wants to buy.”

“Tatsuya!” Nakamaru finally gets out and it seems to wake Ueda up a little.

“Oh right, where were we? Sexual desires. One time should be enough. Let me get this over with,” Ueda says, and in the next second, he’s in Nakamaru’s mouth again, reaching for the back of his neck and pulling him closer, sucking on his lower lip and pushing his tongue into Nakamaru’s mouth like they do this all the time.

It feels like they do this all the time, the confidence with which Ueda practically devours Nakamaru, the way he pulls him close and moans in contentment when their bodies are pressed together and the way it makes Nakamaru feel just right.

They really should stop, but Nakamaru doesn’t think it’s in his power to make it happen. He already feels too good, and this is Ueda so chances are he’ll just never mention it afterwards and will give Nakamaru the time to get over his freak out in peace. Until one day, he’ll be able to look into Ueda’s eyes again. So Nakamaru might as well enjoy it because, well, Ueda’s hot and right now he’s hard for him and Nakamaru feels flattered and a little elated. And just maybe he had considered this before. Only back then Ueda looked a little like a girl—or a lot like one, depending on the angle— even if Nakamaru would never say that to him. And so Nakamaru could just call it heterosexual confusion.

There’s nothing heterosexual about the way he’s willingly rubbing against Ueda’s body right now, about the way his hand travels up and down the back of his Ueda’s very fuzzy head or about the way he can feel his cock growing hard against Ueda’s thigh while Ueda’s cock is very prominently pressing against his own body.

The wrong pose part II

Date: 2012-02-28 11:24 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sashjun.livejournal.com
“You’re crazy,” Nakamaru gets out, and Ueda takes this as an encouragement because suddenly neither of them has a shirt on, there’s a hand in Nakamaru’s pants, he’s been spun around and is currently stumbling backwards in the direction of his own couch.

“I’m sure you’re used to it by now,” Ueda says and his hand squeezes Nakamaru’s cock directly. Nakamaru throws his head back and moans.

“That’s hot,” Ueda mutters and pushes Nakamaru in between the cushions. While Nakamaru only stares at him, Ueda gets rid of his own pants, pulling a tube of lube and condoms out of the back pocket and then joins Nakamaru on the couch. He kneels between his legs and pulls Nakamaru’s jeans off, staring a little when Nakamaru’s completely naked in front of him.

“This was such a good idea,” Ueda mutters, running his hands up Nakamaru’s legs and over his sharp hips. He dips his fingers into his belly button then tweaks a nipple, and Nakamaru groans because now Ueda’s going to take his sweet time?

“If you go any slower, I will start thinking too much, and—” Nakamaru’s cut with Ueda’s tongue in his mouth again, Ueda’s hands running all over him as their bodies now meet skin on skin.

“Okay then, fast and hard,” Ueda gasps against Nakamaru’s lips a little later, and Nakamaru’s breath hitches because then Ueda is pushing his legs up and he’s sitting back up, fingers already slick with lube.

If Nakamaru wanted to protest, the thought dies away the moment Ueda roughly pushes two fingers in. Nakamaru hisses, but Ueda’s stroking him at the same time, and too soon it feels only a little weird and entirely too good, Nakamaru moving his hips to get more of both. Ueda licks his lips and adds the third finger, hooking all of them inside Nakamaru.

The sudden wave of pleasure cruises through Nakamaru’s body and he lets out a loud cry, concentrating on pushing down on Ueda’s fingers. At least Ueda seems to know what exactly he found because his fingers keep pressing against the same spot inside Nakamaru until the other is breathing too fast, sweat tingling his skins and making him tremble that much more. Ueda just looks at him in awe, and for a moment Nakamaru thinks he forgot where this is going.

“Tatsuya,” he whines, pointedly thrusting down, and Ueda’s eyes grow wider. Then he seems to recover, concentrating as he jabs his fingers in a little harder.

“I want to be inside you, Yuichi. I want to fuck you really hard until you moan loudly and fall apart underneath me,” he gets out, his voice deep and eyes dark as he puts on a condom.

Nakamaru groans, and he pulls his legs up a little more, holding them there and apart, while presses his cock against Nakamaru.

“Yes,” Ueda hisses as he pushes inside Nakamaru, sharp movement of his hips that’s wanton and not really gentle. Ueda groans and rocks his hips again, moving deeper. He stills for a moment just when Nakamaru feels it’s too much, and Nakamaru lifts his arm to stroke Ueda’s tense stomach muscles in awe.

The wrong pose part II (end)

Date: 2012-02-28 11:26 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sashjun.livejournal.com
“You can move now,” he whispers when he feels the tension of Ueda’s body through his fingertips and Ueda does, pulling out and pressing back in, setting the fast rhythm, strong thrusts deep inside Yuichi’s body. It’s fast and hard how he promised, just how he needs it, how they both do. Moans fill the air between them, and Ueda leans down, licking a drop of sweat off Nakamaru’s neck then nibbling at the skin there. One of his hands hold on to Nakamaru’s hips and the other caresses his body, sides, stomach and nipples everywhere but where Nakamaru wants him.

It’s getting too much again, and Nakamaru needs to come, the pleasure blurring his vision and drying his throat. He writhes and tries to meet Ueda’s thrusts as best as he can like this. Ueda manages to hit the right place inside of him again, and it feels like he could come just like this, practically untouched.

“Tatsuya,” he moans out and it makes Ueda push inside of him even faster. “Tatsuya,” he repeats in between moans and gasps.

“Yes, that’s it,” Ueda says, voice horse and then there are fingers wrapping around Nakamaru’s cock and Ueda sits back up on his heels, bringing Nakamaru’s hips even closer and starts thrusting in again, shallow messy thrust that push Nakamaru into his hand. Nakamaru’s eyes finally close and just then Ueda pushes into his extra hard and comes. Nakamaru shivers, feeling the vibrations of Ueda’s body. The fingers around his cock tighten, Ueda jerking him off until he cries out and comes as well, the orgasm finally curling around him and leaving him completely boneless.

Ueda pulls out, and Nakamaru hears him moving around the room. He comes back with some tissue, but that is when Nakamaru’s hit with the reality of it all, and he does not want to take them or open even open the eyes. So Ueda cleans them both and throws a blanket over Nakamaru.

This is the moment for Ueda to leave because he just has to know that Nakamaru can’t do this “right after the sex” talk, that he needs to get over himself a little. But Ueda doesn’t do anything like that, instead he curls up on the same sofa, tangling their legs together.

“Ueda?” Nakamaru asks and when there’s no response, he sits up abruptly, thinking Ueda has somehow fallen asleep. But Ueda stares right back at him and even smirks a little.

“Got you,” he says, but in the next moment he reaches out to Nakamaru, and his fingers brush behind Nakamaru’s ear and continue down his neck. “Actually it seems that it will be more than just that silly pose. You still look hot, and now it’s all of you,” he says. This time it’s a little hesitant. “Is that okay?”

“Uhm,” Nakamaru looks at him, at Ueda’s fingers moving down his own arm and towards his own hand.

“I’ll leave if you really want me to,” Ueda says at last, pulling his hand away. “But I know you. If I leave, you’re going to panic, overthink everything, and your prude self is going to kick in. Then maybe you’ll need to talk about it, but I won’t be here and you won’t want to talk to me so you’ll call Kame, and that won’t make you feel any better because he will make you go through all the details. SO I’d prefer if you just do your thing while I’m here. I’m fine with never doing this again, but I’m more fine with you just returning the favor next time because I’m thinking you will look equally as hot fucking me.”

Nakamaru splutters. Then he imagines Ueda in his bed, tight around him, moaning his name, looking at him with those dark eyes. And yeah he wants that to happen. That and possibly many other things.

Ueda really knows how to deal with him. In retrospective, the shock therapy always worked the best.

“I don’t ever want to do the nyan pose ever again,” Nakamaru gets out.

“It’s a deal,” Ueda laughs. “I’m sure you can find a different ways to get me to jump you on occasions.”

Nakamaru is already making a list in his head.


I'm late, but again happy birthday. I hope this is any good. I tried, uhm. Sorry if Ueda came out a bit to rough and blunt. ♥

Date: 2012-02-29 09:41 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ryogrande.livejournal.com

i love how ueda just jumps him. god. everything, and then he stays because maru will go to KAME and kame will want all of the details, rofl. i like how kame is sneaking into things you write. ;) someone wants some attention~

but I’m more fine with you just returning the favor next time because I’m thinking you will look equally as hot fucking me.”

i drop-jawed. at my desk. while asshole was talking to me. good job. *___________________*

love you. love your maruda. UGH.

Date: 2012-02-29 10:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sashjun.livejournal.com

Kame, ugh. I like him as a side character. A bit like with Jin, only Kame's comedy comes from his own charm :D Maybe one day, I will be ready to indulge him fully again. LOL. Plus I know what my friends like.

LOL why you read pron when people are talking to you?! I'm proud of myself though :DDDDDD

love you too. And Thank you! ♥

Date: 2012-02-29 10:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ryogrande.livejournal.com

Re: The wrong pose part II (end)

Date: 2012-03-01 10:48 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] jugemu
sjdnasdhasfjdsh finally i finished reading after i kept getting distracted T_T why won't people leave me alone? /whines

heeh, heterosexual confusion, just keep telling yourself that, Nakamaru! I'm sure he loves manly Ueda with his manly hair even more.

Ueda being rough and blunt is my favourite! *_____* It's the only way to keep Nakamaru from thinking too much, and realising what he really wants... it's so cute how he gets all embarrassed afterwards and Ueda manages to convince him otherwise by giving him lots of dirty ideas xD Nakamaru can be so easy! I bet all his fail-poses would make Ueda jump him. And let's not even think about what will happen when he does his not-fail-poses xD they will never stop

Thanks again for writing for me <3 Your Maruda always gives me such joy, please keep shipping them with me *_*

Date: 2012-03-02 08:56 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sashjun.livejournal.com

I'm sure he does too, plus there can't be any confusion now ;D

they will never stop
I laughed so, so hard :DDDDD ILU

I'm happy you liked it. Thank you ♥

Date: 2012-02-26 02:34 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] snowaltz
I already see tie above so my prompt to you is Maruda + handcuffs.

Ueda mentioned that the solo he's going to sing in Tokyo Dome will be Runaway inspired, it's a dancey song and he's thinking of dancing with handcuffs. So yea, handcuffs ;)


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