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candylandFirst of all, EVERYONE LOOK AT THE AWESOMELY SHINY BANNER abarero MADE FOR MEEEEEEEE! WORSHIP IT! WORSHIP, I SAY!! CAPS LOCKS FOR TEH WINZ!
*ahem* Secondly, I got my claim on30_ways. And so it was that Candy-chan declared that there must be more Shinichi/Ran ficcage, and lo, there was more Shinichi/Ran ficcage, and there was much rejoicing. Doesn't help any that 30_evil_deeds is starting to look mighty, mighty fun...HELP MEEEEEEEEEEEE...
Thirdly,jeva_chan has been so awesome about posting previews of her upcoming fics, I thought I might do the same. So if you want to see what's coming next in 30_nights--the halfway point story, no less--take a peek...
Everyone paired up. No one was surprised when Kuroba Kaito and Nakamori Aoko claimed each other for partners. Or perhaps it would be more accurate to say that Kaito had walked up and grabbed Aoko’s arm and pulled her over to a work area while Aoko halfheartedly threatened him with varying degrees of bodily harm, all of which he ignored expertly.
“So do you want to go first, or should I?” Aoko asked.
“Go ahead. I’ll model for you,” Kaito beamed. “Lucky you—you have such a perfect, gorgeous, handsome model—“ He was cut off when Aoko bopped him on the head with a convenient notebook. “I was just kidding.” As she sat down, he dropped into the vacant seat behind her. “You’re in a bad mood. Is it the Kid heist tonight?”
Rolling her eyes and opting not to answer, Aoko took a quick inventory of her supplies and work area and then turned to Kaito. “Okay, Sensei said that it might help to see how things feel instead of trying to go on sight alone. So now I just have to—“ she said, stretching towards him, only to find him leaning away from her hands. “Hey, come on! I just want to get this done and over with—STOP IT!”
Kaito kept bobbing his head from one side to the other, evading her reach. “Don’t wanna,” he said. The smug little grin on his face said that he was just teasing, making things difficult for her just like he always did. Sometimes she swore that it was his purpose in life.
“This wouldn’t take half as long if you would just hold still already!” Aoko snapped, reaching out and putting one hand firmly on either side of his face. To her surprise, Kaito stopped moving instantly. He waited, motionless, for her to do what she needed to do.
Aoko started by dragging her hands down his cheeks, slowly memorizing the shape of his face and the way it narrowed and tapered off into a strong chin. Back up to his face, noting the way that one lock of hair hung just so across his forehead. Then back down over his eyebrows; his eyelids slid down under her wandering touch. Over his nose, out to his ears, examining the shape, trying the memorize everything she could by touch. Her fingertips slid down again to his lips.
It was there that her hands unintentionally lingered, outlining shape and contours. She didn’t mean to stare, but somehow, she just couldn’t help herself, nor could she tear herself away.
Slowly, though, she dragged her eyes upwards; they traced over his features just as her hands had a moment before. He had opened his eyes again, and now his gaze met hers steadily, questions and curiosity written in the very blue of his eyes. And she couldn’t look away.
Suddenly realizing exactly how long she’d been sitting there like that, Aoko coughed and jerked back far more quickly than she’d meant to. “S-sorry…” she mumbled the apology and turned to the mass of clay in front of her. “Spaced out again. You know how I can be…”
Kaito simply sat there, staring at her as she dug into the pale gray glob and got to work. She didn’t look at him, but rather felt his gaze. She blushed beneath his scrutiny, but made no comment on what had just happened between them. Instead, she focused on her hands and the clay, trying to mold it to the memories her fingers had just made.
Will be posted before I leave for my conference next week. All eight thousand words of it =D Cheers!
abarero MADE FOR MEEEEEEEE! WORSHIP IT! WORSHIP, I SAY!! CAPS LOCKS FOR TEH WINZ!*ahem* Secondly, I got my claim on
30_ways. And so it was that Candy-chan declared that there must be more Shinichi/Ran ficcage, and lo, there was more Shinichi/Ran ficcage, and there was much rejoicing. Doesn't help any that 30_evil_deeds is starting to look mighty, mighty fun...HELP MEEEEEEEEEEEE...Thirdly,
jeva_chan has been so awesome about posting previews of her upcoming fics, I thought I might do the same. So if you want to see what's coming next in 30_nights--the halfway point story, no less--take a peek...Everyone paired up. No one was surprised when Kuroba Kaito and Nakamori Aoko claimed each other for partners. Or perhaps it would be more accurate to say that Kaito had walked up and grabbed Aoko’s arm and pulled her over to a work area while Aoko halfheartedly threatened him with varying degrees of bodily harm, all of which he ignored expertly.
“So do you want to go first, or should I?” Aoko asked.
“Go ahead. I’ll model for you,” Kaito beamed. “Lucky you—you have such a perfect, gorgeous, handsome model—“ He was cut off when Aoko bopped him on the head with a convenient notebook. “I was just kidding.” As she sat down, he dropped into the vacant seat behind her. “You’re in a bad mood. Is it the Kid heist tonight?”
Rolling her eyes and opting not to answer, Aoko took a quick inventory of her supplies and work area and then turned to Kaito. “Okay, Sensei said that it might help to see how things feel instead of trying to go on sight alone. So now I just have to—“ she said, stretching towards him, only to find him leaning away from her hands. “Hey, come on! I just want to get this done and over with—STOP IT!”
Kaito kept bobbing his head from one side to the other, evading her reach. “Don’t wanna,” he said. The smug little grin on his face said that he was just teasing, making things difficult for her just like he always did. Sometimes she swore that it was his purpose in life.
“This wouldn’t take half as long if you would just hold still already!” Aoko snapped, reaching out and putting one hand firmly on either side of his face. To her surprise, Kaito stopped moving instantly. He waited, motionless, for her to do what she needed to do.
Aoko started by dragging her hands down his cheeks, slowly memorizing the shape of his face and the way it narrowed and tapered off into a strong chin. Back up to his face, noting the way that one lock of hair hung just so across his forehead. Then back down over his eyebrows; his eyelids slid down under her wandering touch. Over his nose, out to his ears, examining the shape, trying the memorize everything she could by touch. Her fingertips slid down again to his lips.
It was there that her hands unintentionally lingered, outlining shape and contours. She didn’t mean to stare, but somehow, she just couldn’t help herself, nor could she tear herself away.
Slowly, though, she dragged her eyes upwards; they traced over his features just as her hands had a moment before. He had opened his eyes again, and now his gaze met hers steadily, questions and curiosity written in the very blue of his eyes. And she couldn’t look away.
Suddenly realizing exactly how long she’d been sitting there like that, Aoko coughed and jerked back far more quickly than she’d meant to. “S-sorry…” she mumbled the apology and turned to the mass of clay in front of her. “Spaced out again. You know how I can be…”
Kaito simply sat there, staring at her as she dug into the pale gray glob and got to work. She didn’t look at him, but rather felt his gaze. She blushed beneath his scrutiny, but made no comment on what had just happened between them. Instead, she focused on her hands and the clay, trying to mold it to the memories her fingers had just made.
Will be posted before I leave for my conference next week. All eight thousand words of it =D Cheers!