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Fic Rec!

Crossfire, by hane (Saiyuki)

Hazel persisted. "Would you change your blood, if you could? Change your eyes and hair, choose one side and never look back, if it were an option?"

Your eyes and hair are an admonishment to me, Gojyo-san. Except Cho Gonou was dead, and Hakkai didn't needed to be reminded any further of blood.

".......yes." An exhaled admission, quiet as the night wind.

"I can give you that."


Temptaion by zero_sleep (Weiss Kruez)
(Just discovered another brilliant author. You'll be seeing a lot more of her stuff rec'd here.)

"Where's Ken?"

With a lazy smile Yohji shrugs and props his feet up on the edge of the table. "Gone."

He can almost see the words itching under Aya's skin, 'Don't do that, Yohji.' 'Get your feet off the table, Yohji.'

Aya sighs and presses a floury thumb to his forehead instead. "You'll have to do then."

"Do what?"

"…Help."

"Oh ho." Now this is an act almost unprecedented. Aya, ask him for help? Yohji mock salutes in the face of Aya's obvious displeasure, "Anything for you, fearless leader!"



Pay it Forward by nightfallrising (Saiyuki)
Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5.

Jien got up there, turned him around roughly by the shoulders. Gonou didn't seem to notice. He just turned his attack on Jien and kept on howling....

Finally, when the boy was reduced to pounding helplessly on the floor with one weak fist, Jien flopped down beside him with a grin, and clapped him on the shoulder. "Not bad for a nunnery brat, shrimp," he said companionably. "You're pretty fast, for a bookworm."

Gonou just lay there and heaved, but he did stop pounding. Eventually, he glared up and barked, "Next time I'll beat you."

"You don't know how," Jien pointed out.

Gonou stewed for a minute, then swallowed and clenched his jaw and demanded, "Show me."



The Protection of Angels by elizacake (Boondock Saints/SeaQest)
Heads up: Twincest, and fairly graphic sex. Not that'll stop most of you though, huh? Heh.
Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6.

The perspective of looking down the barrel must be deceiving, for when the gunman lowered the weapon and stuck it in his belt, Lucas realized it wasn't that big. And, under other circumstances, the face that eventually came into focus through his panicked haze might have been considered beautiful. But with gagging tape being ripped from his mouth, this was not the time to notice those kind of things.


Motivation in Parts by zero_sleep (Full Metal Panic)
Rating/Warning: NC17. Slash (Yaoi), dubious consent, pedophilia, and a little bit of violence. I think that covers everything.

"Gauron knows what he's talking about, and he's our leader, for now anyway. Don't talk back to him, Kashim. Don't disobey him." He pauses and runs a hand through his hair, glancing briefly and Kashim's sprawled form. "He's smart, Kashim, he'll keep us alive."

Kashim sits up unsteadily and glares at Zaied, puts his hands up and shoves in retaliation. "I know," he grumbles. "You didn't have to shake so hard."

Zaied shrugs and his lips quirk into what might have once been a smile. "With your thick head?" he snorts. "You'd die before you'd listen if I didn't."


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