Lots of Drabbles

[misanagi]

I finished the drabbles! So, of course, I'm posting them here ^_^ They are all GW except for the last one which is PoT. (sorry for the length of the post)

Red Curtains
[1x2 - smut – rooftop] for razberrycreme

"And that's…" Duo shivered and let out a slow grunt. "That's Wufei's place."

Heero nibbled on Duo's ear before kissing him and turning to look at the same direction as Duo. "The one with the golden curtains?"

"Yeah." Throwing his head back, Duo tightened his legs around Heero's waist, and continued to ride Heero, faster and faster. "Trowa picked them up."

A low moan left Heero's lips, dying only when Duo kissed him deeply. Heero buried his nose in Duo's hair, and even though it tickled, it brought back memories. He held onto Duo tighter, confirming that this was indeed reality and not another memory.

"Where does Trowa live?" Heero asked when their mouths parted. He kept one arm around Duo's waist and pushed the other between them, curling his fist around Duo's erection.

Duo's lips parted but the only sound that came was a whimper. He used one hand to point at a house and Heero's eyes widened. "The mansion? He lives with Quatre?"

"Uh huh."

Duo kept thrusting his hips, just so, and Heero had to take a few moments, closing his eyes, and just drowning in the sensation before he asked, "And you?"

"Two buildings right to Wufei, Oh Fuck! Last floor… red curtains."

Heero forced his eyes open and searched for the apartment. It had a balcony and a hammock. "You were right," he whispered. "You can see the whole city from this rooftop."

"Well," Duo pinched Heero's nipple, "WEI building is the tallest one."

Setting a faster pace Heero murmured, "Good thing Quatre owns it." He covered Duo's lips with a kiss before another word could be spoken. The wind kept their bodies cool while they kissed and touched and fucked, and after they came, they lay in the dirty roof floor staring up at the colony sky.

"Duo," Heero said after a while. "Where do I live?"

"Two buildings right to Wufei. Last floor. The apartment with the red curtains?" Duo asked hopefully, and when Heero smiled he said, "I'm glad you're back."

They shared another kiss. "So am I."

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Temptation
[2x5 - apple] for haraamis

"So you see," Duo explained, handing Wufei the apple. "This little fruit was the cause of it all."

Wufei raised an eyebrow and took the apple. He held it by the stem and twirled it. "It's not really that tempting."

Duo rolled his eyes and snatched the apple back. "It's not the apple; it's what the apple promised." He took a bite, chewing slowly. After he swallowed, he spoke in a low seductive tone, "Knowledge. It was a promise of pleasures unknown to man, a fruit that signified all they couldn't have."

"And that ended in suffering, banishment from Paradise, and death," Wufei deadpanned.

The apple was thrown at Wufei's head, but Wufei caught it. He gave it a bite, and just to get a rise out of Duo, shrugged.

"You forgot to mention one thing," Duo said, standing up, and unbuttoning his shirt. "Lust."

The shirt landed on Wufei's lap and then Duo stripped off his trousers and started walking towards the bedroom.

"I thought that was a sin," Wufei commented.

"Yeah," Duo's voice said from the bedroom. "Care to join me?"

Wufei stood up, took another bite of the apple, and followed Duo into the bedroom.

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The Stranger in the Mirror
[4x4 - voyeurism – masturbation] for wickedgameff

Quatre stood in front of the full length mirror of his bathroom and watched himself. There wasn't something he hadn't seen before. Same eyes, same hair, same body, same scars… Standing in the mirror was just him, a familiar figure Quatre identified with himself, nothing less, nothing more.

He didn't know why that question asked in a stupid vid show had remained in his mind the whole night, but the fact was that as Quatre looked at himself, naked, in the mirror, he couldn't help but hear the voice of the actor asking his lesbian friend if she got excited when she looked at herself. Quatre knew he was attracted to men, but he had never wondered if he could be attracted to himself, if he could get a rise by watching his naked body like he did when he watched porn.

A sudden image of Narcissus came to his mind. He laughed a little and decided it was silly just to be wondering this… but this was different, wasn't it? Narcissus was attracted to Narcissus; Quatre, on the other hand, couldn't think of himself like that, but what if he didn't?

Looking down at his feet, Quatre tried not to think of them as his. They were just a pair of feet, belonging to a stranger standing in front of him. Slowly Quatre moved his eyes up, detailing the pale muscular legs, with hair so light it was barely noticeable. He deliberately avoided his crotch and moved up – he would leave that for last.

The belly was firm, defined muscles around the navel, and there was a white scar on the side. The chest was smooth with little hair. The nipples were a pink color and erect at the moment. The collarbone led to well defined shoulders – another scar in one of them - and strong arms. The neck was long and the face angular. The lower lip was slightly thicker than the upper, and there was a hint of a beard around the mouth. The nose was angular, but the eyes grabbed all the attention, not only because of their color, but the look they gave. Fine strands of blond hair framed the face, softening the features slightly.

He didn't know exactly when his hand fisted around his cock.

Quatre kept looking at the man in the mirror, the way he touched himself, fingers stroking his cock quickly, harshly, while the other hand pinched his nipples, played with his balls, ran fingers up and down the crack of his ass, and repeated it over and over again.

The mouth opened and harsh breaths and moans were heard.

His hips started thrusting, fucking his hand, creating more and more friction while his eyes traveled over the figure before him and detailed every move, every expression, every sigh.

And Quatre came, bending his knees, and finally closing his eyes.

When he opened them again he watched his reflection before jumping into the shower. The man in the mirror was Quatre again, and he was late for work.

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Control
[3x4 – spanking and handcuffs] for wildchildcait

Trowa knew his face was resting over XT-583 satellite's work productivity report. He couldn't move, because if he disturbed the papers on Quatre's desk, even a little, Quatre would know and… Trowa moved his face so his cheek was resting now over the closed folders instead of the productivity report and smirked.

When the door opened, Trowa instinctively pulled at the cuffs holding his hands together at his back. They didn't give. Quatre closed the door immediately behind him and walked towards Trowa, inspecting him from the other side of the desk.

They had been in the middle of one of their mid work play times when Quatre had been called to a meeting that couldn't be postponed. Not wanting to cut their play time short, Quatre had ordered Trowa to walk to Quatre's side of the desk, and bend over, resting one cheek over Quatre's paperwork. Then, Quatre had cuffed Trowa's hands behind his back, pulled down his pants and told him to wait. It was a good thing that the windows were polarized and that Quatre's door locked from the inside and only Quatre and Trowa had the keys.

"You didn't follow my instructions," Quatre said, walking to the other side of the desk and leaning over Trowa.

A shiver ran down Trowa's back. "I'm sorry." He hid his smirk and kept his expression neutral.

"What should I do now, Trowa?"

There was no reply.

"I'll have to punish you." Quatre kneaded Trowa's bottom, caressing the skin lovingly. "I'll have to spank you."

Again Trowa didn't reply, but he gave a small nod of his head, signaling Quatre that it was okay, that he wanted this too, and oh did he want it.

The first smack was hard and quick, it barely stung Trowa but he knew all too well that the pain would come soon enough.

"When you've had enough, Trowa, let me know."

This time Trowa didn't nod and Quatre didn't wait for him to. The smacks kept coming, all delivered with Quatre's hand, all with the same strength and at the same speed. Trowa never counted but he knew Quatre did; Quatre was always in control. And thus, Trowa allowed himself to lose control, to shut his eyes tightly, whimper and moan, knowing that Quatre was there for them both.

Trowa could feel himself getting harder, and he started to move his hips back in time to meet Quatre's smacks, again and again, and the more it hurt the harder he got.

He needed Quatre, now!

"Stop."

Quatre stopped and freed Trowa's hands. Trowa stood up and turned around. His hands were instantly around Quatre, holding him, touching him and kissing him… and without a word, Quatre let him take control.

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Aftermath
[Wufei and Zechs, friendship] for michalyn

Wufei dropped the duffle behind his door and slumped on his chair with a sigh.

"Long mission?"

He didn't need to look up to know Zechs was standing at his door. He just grunted in reply and heard Zechs chuckle.

"Beer?"

At this, Wufei did look up. "Definitely."

Wufei stood up, put his Preventers jacket back on and followed Zechs out of HQ and to the little bar down the corner. They didn't speak until they each had a cold bottle of beer in their hands.

"Casualties?" asked Zechs.

Wufei took a long swig. "Jameson got injured."

Zechs acknowledged the information only with a nod. They felt silent again, finished their beers and asked for another round.

"Civilians in the line of fire?"

Wufei shook his head. "They were all dead by the time we got there, had been for weeks."

Zechs finished his beer first and waited for Wufei to catch up before signaling the waitress for more.

"Report due tomorrow?"

"The day after." Wufei drank half his beer in one gulp.

When Zechs finished his beer he didn't immediately call the waitress. "Are we getting drunk?"

It was a minute before Wufei allowed himself to say, "Yes."

Zechs nodded, and this time, when he called the waitress, he ordered Wild Turkey.

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Granted
[Duo – gen – Groceries] for woodlandelf

Duo whistled a tune as he walked to the register to pay for his groceries. While he waited in line, he gazed at a magazine, until he remembered he didn't really care about the latest trends on Colony wear and put the magazine back in its place.

He made small talk with the cashier, paid for the items and carried the brown paper bag outside. His flat was only a few blocks away, so Duo took out a soda from his bag and started drinking it while he walked.

Suddenly, someone ran into him, making Duo lose his balance. He stopped his fall with one hand, dropping the groceries in the process. A pair of small hands grabbed the bag but before the robber could pull away, Duo caught their arm.

His hand circled easily over the slim wrist. Duo looked up to find a kid, about seven, staring angrily at him as she struggled to get away.

For a moment, he just froze and stared at the kid.

"What's your name, sweetie?" He asked when he was sure he could speak without his voice breaking.

The girl gave him a guarded look and remained quiet.

"I am Duo." He paused and gave the kid his best grin. "How many are you shopping for? 'Cause what's on that bag won't feed more than three for a couple of days."

The girl lost some of the hardness in her eyes.

Duo stood up and took out his wallet. He put all his credits inside the grocery bag the kid was still holding. "This won't last for long. Be smart with the creds and don't let the others see them. See that gray building there, hon? That's where I live, apartment 308. If run into trouble, come get me, I'll help."

The moment he let go of her hand, she ran away without looking back. Duo didn't think she would ever come to his door. He certainly wouldn't have.

He didn't go back to the store for more groceries. Almost at midnight, he picked up the phone and dialed a number.

"Q… would you help me start an orphanage?"

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Trowa's Garden
[2+3 with an unrequited 1+2] for penguin88

He had given Duo that plant.

Duo had given him a weird look before grinning and putting the plant in a corner of his new apartment. Since then, every time Heero visited, he looked at the plant, his plant.

Then, one day, there was another plant beside it, and another. Duo said he liked them, they lightened up the apartment. When he moved to another place he took the plants with him and started a garden in his terrace.

Heero's plant had grown and stood in the middle, surrounded by all the little ones Duo had gotten, and Trowa had helped him plant.

Trowa knew about gardens. He had taught Duo how to plant seeds, how to take care of them, which branches to cut and which to let be.

That's how it started. Hours of gardening turned into hours of talks, and that, Heero could see, would turn into something more.

Now and then, when Heero visited and saw Trowa and Duo share one of those looks, he would shift his eyes to the garden and remember…

He had given Duo that plant.

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Cloudy Days
[3x4 – cold] for darthanne

It would be better if it rained, Quatre thought, putting his hands inside his pockets. The rain, at least, was pretty, but it wasn't raining, it was just a cold gray morning.

He desperately wished he could go back to bed, snuggle with Trowa under the covers and just ignore the cloudy day outside… but he couldn't.

There were meetings to have, paperwork to sign, sites to inspect, life, just life, and it wouldn't stop because Quatre wanted a day off to hide under the covers.

The parking lot was empty, and cold. He pressed the button of the elevator, willing the metallic doors to open. There was heat in the elevator. If he could just get out of the cold he might have the strength to go through the day.

He laughed a little. The cold was turning him dramatic.

It took a full minute before he reached the seventieth floor, where his office was, and even though he wasn't freezing now, his mood wasn't any better either.

Three cups of coffee, two meetings and many signed papers later, Quatre's door opened.

"Are you free for lunch?" Trowa asked as he walked into the office and enveloped Quatre in a warm embrace.

Letting his face rest on the curve of Trowa's neck, Quatre smiled for the first time today. He didn't wish for rain anymore.

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Women's Troubles
[Sally and Lady Une discussing being soldiers] for lil_1337

"They don't know how good they have it," Sally commented, looking down at the group of running cadets.

Une didn't turn her eyes away from the training field. "Who?"

"The men. Peeing standing up, not worrying about running out of tampons in the middle of the rain forest or getting cramps during a gun fight."

"You can't pee standing up?" There was the hint of a smile on Une's lips.

Sally laughed. "It isn't exactly covered in survival training."

"Hm..." Une rested her chin over her entwined hands. "Maybe we should consider it."

"Yeah? And who are you going to get to teach it?"

They looked at each other for a moment before saying, at the same time, "Wufei."

One of the new cadets broke away from the running group, had a word with her instructor and then started heading towards the bathrooms.

"Cadet Torres!" Une's voice cut through the training grounds and the cadet stopped on her tracks.

She quickly turned around and snapped in attention on front of Une. "Ma'am!"

Une glared at the cadet. "Where are you heading in the middle of training?"

Torres hesitated for a moment before saying, "Women's troubles, Ma'am."

Sally and Une shared a look.

"I see how that can be a serious impediment," Sally said, casually. "Almost as serious as cadet Kimura's paper cut."

"Back to your training, cadet Torres," Une ordered. "You can take care of your impending troubles after training."

After the cadet saluted and joined her group Sally leaned back. "They don't know how good they have it."

Une simply nodded in agreement.

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Buttery Fingers
[Heero/Duo – popcorn] for sharona1x2

There's only one thing Heero doesn't like about buttered popcorn, and that's the way his fingers end up all greasy after he eats. Although he enjoys the taste, he would have no trouble eating normal popcorn – to avoid the mess – if it wasn't for the fact that Duo loves it.

It's a challenge but Heero puts up with it. Every movie night, when Duo plops on the couch, grinning, with a bowl of buttered popcorn in his hands, Heero nods and resigns himself to have icky buttery fingers.

Tonight is no exception, and as Heero watches a gun fight on the vid, he eats the popcorn, trying not to think about how his hands will smell of butter all night long. But then, something happens, something that has never happened before.

Duo's fingers brush Heero's inside the empty bowl, but instead of pulling away and smiling, like he always does, Duo curls his fingers around Heero's and slowly brings them to his lips. One by one, Duo licks Heero's fingers clean. Licks them slowly, while looking at Heero in the eyes.

"Mmm… tasty," Duo says when he's done, a nervous smile on his face.

Heero wants to say something but he doesn't know what, so he stays silent, and Duo asks, "Can I taste some more?" He's not sure of what Duo means but he nods anyway, and then, Duo's lips are on his, kissing, tasting.

It ends too soon and Duo's smile is even more nervous than before, but now Heero knows what to say, so he smiles and asks if he too can have a taste.

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Stranger than Love
[Trowa/Quatre – heard] for phoenikoi

John, known more widely as Bobo, looked out of his trailer window, trying to figure out what had woken him in the middle of his nap. It took him a moment to get his eyes adjusted to the shinny afternoon sun, and when he did he noticed them, talking amiably, not too far away.

Trowa and his friend…

Everyone knew the friend's name was Quatre. Everyone knew he was the Quatre Winner, but still, when the boy walked into the circus the whole troupe pretended he was just another boy, nothing more, nothing less.

Trowa and his friend…

That was the most remarkable thing… that Trowa had a friend. He wasn't a total loner, he had Cathy after all, but the Trowa he was around Cathy was different from the one he was around his friend. His friend… his.

Trowa and his friend…

Everyone knew they were more than friends. Not all of them had heard the noises coming from Trowa's trailer, but everyone could see the looks they shared, the way they were with each other.

Trowa and his friend…

… were kissing.

Smiling, John shut down the curtain and went back to bed. After all, he lived in a circus, and stranger things than love happened every day.

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Speed
[Heero and Quatre (friendship) – Masterminds Universe] for merith

By the time Heero and Quatre left detention that afternoon, their bikes were the only vehicles left in the parking lot. They took of their jackets, put on their helmets and climbed on their respective bikes.

"Quatre?"

Pulling up the visor, Quatre turned to look at Heero. "Yes?" He yelled over the roar of the engines.

"Catch me of you can." Heero's bike roared and then he was gone, out of the school parking lot and into the busy city streets.

"Oh no you don't!" Quatre pulled down his visor and accelerated. They were meeting at Trowa's house, and Quatre would be dammed if he let Heero get there first.

He took a shortcut through a small ally to make up for lost time and came out around the corner of Twenty-Four Avenue, just behind Heero.

Heero saw him and took Seventh Street at full velocity, leaving Quatre to chase him. They avoided traffic, zigzagging between cars recklessly, none of them willing to let the other take the advantage. Quatre managed to pass Heero, only to be passed himself two blocks later. Heero even had the nerve to wave at him as he did.

By some strange workings of the universe, neither Heero or Quatre were happy with, they arrived at Trowa's house at the exact same time, the bikes leaving similar skid marks on the pavement.

"We'll settle this next time," Heero said, taking off his helmet.

"Yeah. After next detention," Quatre replied, grinning.

"We shouldn't have to wait too long."

Heero was smirking and Quatre couldn't help but laugh. "And next time, don't cheat!"

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Tardiness
[Quatre and Trowa - Masterminds Universe - broken Packsack/bag] for dentelle_noir

It wasn't his fault he was late, well, kind of. He would have made it if the strap of his backpack hadn't broken off on the corner of Third and Ninth. Fortunately, the backpack landed on the sidewalk and Quatre was able to pull his bike on the side of the road and salvage what was left of his bag. Of course, by the time he had made it to school, he was already late.

Of course, Dreifuss had rated on him and now Quatre was standing in front of the main building's entrance, waiting for Une's clearance to go in.

"Mr. Winner, late again?"

Giving her his best sunny smile Quatre said, "It wasn't my fault." He showed her his backpack as an explanation.

"So it might seem…" It was obvious she didn't really believe him. "Perhaps if you had left for school with more time you wouldn't be in this predicament." She started walking, not towards the building but around it. Quatre followed. "Detention this afternoon, Mr. Winner."

Quatre sighed but said nothing.

"And tomorrow morning, just in case you don't finish this afternoon." She stopped walking and signaled the lawn with her head. "It needs mowing."

It was good that Une was facing away from the perimeter wall, or she would have seen Trowa's head poke up the top. Trowa pulled himself over the wall and then stopped in his tracks before jumping down when he noticed Quatre and Une.

"… responsible for your actions. I expect the lawn mowed from here to—"

"The wall!" Quatre said before Une could turn around.

She gave him a look and was about to turn around again when Quatre said, a little louder than necessary, "Principal Une!" He smiled. "I'll better get to class now, right? No use in me missing more valuable learning time."

Now her look was definitely suspicious. "Right, Mr. Winner. No need for you to miss more class." She kept her back to Trowa and started walking towards the entrance of the building. "I better go with you and make sure you don't get lost in the way."

Quatre didn't reply but risked a look and a smile at Trowa as he followed Une. At least one of them was out of trouble.

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Speechless
[Golden Pair - FIRT-U KISS-U!] for hexadecimal00

Oishi was very aware of the fact that they were alone in the club house. Of course, he and Eiji had been alone many times in many places, but this was the first time since…

… since Eiji had told him, in a small shy whisperer, that he wanted to know what it would be like to kiss him.

They had been walking home yesterday, and Eiji had been unusually quiet. When Oishi had asked what was wrong, he wasn't expecting a reply like that. He had been so bewildered that he hadn't been able to say anything. He had watched Eiji's eyes drop and his lips curl down, and had remained silent when Eiji muttered something about being late and dashed home.

With people around them during practice it had been easy to pretend nothing had happened, but now, Oishi was alone with Eiji, sitting just centimeters away, and he was unable to drown the awkwardness that had never existed between them before.

Eiji was facing away from him. In fact, Eiji hadn't made eye contact with Oishi at all today. Oishi didn't want this. He wished he could reverse time, take back his silence and do or say something to wipe the sadness away from Eiji's face. "Eiji," he began but then fell silent. Even now he didn't know what to say.

"I'm sorry." Eiji's voice was small, even smaller than yesterday, and it lacked the hint of excitement that was so Eiji. "I shouldn't have said that. I understand if you are upset with me." He sighed. "I'm sorry."

"Eiji." Oishi put a hand on Eiji's shoulder but Eiji didn't turn to face him. He didn't know what to say, how to ask for forgiveness or even what to apologize for, so he repeated Eiji's name again and again, his voice becoming more desperate with every syllable that left his lips.

Then, slowly and hesitantly, Eiji turned to look at Oishi and Oishi knew, just knew, what he had to do.

Words had never been necessary, just the kiss.

And all the awkwardness and sadness fell away as if it had never existed.

Comments

[sharona1x2.livejournal.com]

I read all but a couple of these, and they were so good. I especially liked the Zechs-Wufei friendship drabble, and I loved Stranger than Love. Thanks for putting all of these in one post. I had so much fun reading them! ^____^

[misanagi.livejournal.com]

Thank you! I'm really glad that you liked them. They were fun to write. ^^

[lil-1337.livejournal.com]

Those were wonderful! I enjoyed all of them even the PoT one. *wants more masterminds now*

[misanagi.livejournal.com]

Thank you so much, Lil! I'm so happy you liked even the PoT one!

I'll probably write Masterminds after Sandstorm. We'll see :)

[lil-1337.livejournal.com]

Yay! *stalks you for a change*

[misanagi.livejournal.com]

No!!! The stalked can't be stalked! :P

[lil-1337.livejournal.com]

How about encourages you loudly and with much enthusiasm.

[bobbissimo.livejournal.com]

*skipped ahead to read the GP one* I'll bet you're so surprised, haha.

*_* My heart is a melted pile of goo right now. Eiji needs his Oishi to give him kisses and make him happy, because a sad Eiji is a crime against humanity! :P

And now, I think I'll read the rest and flail over those next. Hope you don't mind a bit of comment spam. XD

[bobbissimo.livejournal.com]

And now I'm finished with the GW ones. Is Freya ready to bounce and flail and squee over these? You BET she is! =D

Rooftop pr0n. *_*

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"You forgot to mention one thing," Duo said, standing up, and unbuttoning his shirt. "Lust."

The shirt landed on Wufei's lap and then Duo stripped off his trousers and started walking towards the bedroom.

"I thought that was a sin," Wufei commented.

"Yeah," Duo's voice said from the bedroom. "Care to join me?"

♥♥♥♥♥♥ I love that. Oh Duo, you are so brilliant, and snarky, and fun, and awesome. You could have any guy you wanted with that attitude. XD

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T&Q spank fic was yummy. XD I've been reading a ton of spank fics lately and they all seem to delight me. Maybe I should write one some time.

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I loved the way you conveyed the friendship between Zechs and Wufei. "Are we getting drunk tonight." "Yes." Mwahahaha. Good shit.

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Duo giving the little girl money and food was excellent. ♥

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SALLY AND UNE, YES. Those silly boys really don't know how good they have it. God, I laughed so much. That was just plain awesome. I love Sally. ^_______^

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Damn, I loved all of these. You're such a good writer. REALLY, REALLY GOOD. One of my favorites, actually. Now I want to write some GW fics. Can I talk you into writing me another Golden Pair PoT fic? XD [/dork]

[misanagi.livejournal.com]

Wow! Thank you!

Duo could get anyone he wants. I'm convinced of it.

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Yes! Write spanking fic! I like reading them too.

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I'm so happy you liked the Zechs and Wufei one. I was a little worried about it ^_^

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Duo let her steal, because he could see himself stealing just like that.

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Sally and Une were a lot of fun to write together. I'm glad that you enjoyed it.

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Thank you so much for the many comments. And yes! Write some GW! I'll see about the GP pair fic. I have a chapter to finish first but maybe after ^_^

[misanagi.livejournal.com]

Thank you! I'm so glad that you liked it. And you are right, Eiji needs to be happy, and if that means kissing Oishi, so be it ^_^

[raletha.livejournal.com]

I haven't read all of these yet, but Stranger in the Mirror? Wow. So @#%@%ing hot! And Trowa's Garden? So sad, but so real, too. Poor Heero. Still, I am happy for Duo and Trowa (and I love Trowa having a green thumb. I think he does have such an affinity with living things. ♥). Now, to set up Heero with Quatre... ^_~

[misanagi.livejournal.com]

Thank you! You know I'm really happy with how those turned out so it's great to know that you liked them. I liked the idea of Trowa as a gardener, seemed to fit. And yes, we need to set Quatre and Heero now ^_^

Thanks for the comment!

[tyreling.livejournal.com]

Wow. these were all lovely and enjoyable to read. Some of them had a hint of angst, *looking at the 2+3* and lots of love. <3 Amazing work! I especially love the Masterminds universe. :D

[misanagi.livejournal.com]

Thank you! This is why I love writing drabbles. It gives me the opportunity to try many different things.