| Contains parts: 1-10/?(note:part ten's lemon is written by the wonderful author *kelley*!) Pairings:3x4; 5+Meiran; implied 11+Iria Warnings:yaoi, lemon, cursing, hentai, shojo-ai Quote: "Romantic Novelist my ass," the boy cursed as he was trying to get a good look at the people making their way towards them. Quatre was trembling as his foot felt the next plank to make sure it was sturdy. He moved then to that one, and then the next. The boy grabbed a near by vine to help him. Suddenly the plank under him broke. He tried to move to another one but stumbled, and he started to fall from the bridge. Quatre screamed and clutched the vine for dear life as it swung to the other side, nothing under him to secure him. His companion looked back at the cliffs to see the blond swinging like Tarzan across the opening between them. |
| Contains my Shoujo-Ai Focused Fics: Two Pina Coladas Kokomo One Fine Day Under The Boardwalk |
| One-shot 'Relena-gets-over-Heero' Fic Warnings: Heero bashing; cursing; cruelty Quote: "Relena..." She laughed, a cold, bitter laugh. "That would have turned me to mush any other time, but now I don't care. I tried Heero, I did. For five years I tried. And I'm tired of wasting my life on you! There's no way in hell I'd come back to you! I thought you were special, but now I know you aren't. You're just a cold boy who likes to violently break girl's hearts. Well, frankly Heero, I don't give a shit anymore. Go find someone else to waste away. Someone who cares." Heero stared in pain as she closed the balcony doors in his face. He stayed there, one hand raised to take her hand, sitting on one knee. She didn't come back. |
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| One-shot song-fic Warnings: crazy, stalker Heero, a little perversion, and no, Lily is not an OC. It's just a nickname. Quote: One kiss from her would make all of this waiting worth it. I've been watching her for years, pining for her. One sweet touch of her lush lips, and the time I've spent waiting wouldn't matter any more. She would look at me as I were her whole world. The idea of her face looking up at mine with love make my anticipation of our meeting escalate. Oh, my Lily, how I want you... |