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Art Trade light yaoi/fluff:
Just One More KissWarning: Contains mild m/m romance
Pairing: Freddy x Justin
Preview Line: His words were like liquid fire running down Justin's body, scorching him, yet warming him in ways he'd only dreamed about.
"This is your new personal assistant, Justin Boliviar," his mother said as Justin froze just inside of the doorway and locked eyes with familiar green ones.
Justin had seen this guy just a week ago at a local bar. Justin was a teenager, only seventeen, but he worked as an assistant for his mother's music studio, and from time to time, he helped her out with some of the local bands. On this particular occasion, he'd been shadowing a co-worker in order to get the gist of the job when he happened to meet this strange fellow who'd introduced himself as Freddy Marcus.
Freddy's band had been at the bar performing that night, but Justin had been too busy trying to learn his new job to really notice. Of course, there was no way he could've known Freddy's band would show up a wee
One-shot shounen-ai fanfic:
BittersweetPairings: Hidan x Shikamaru
A month had passed since his fatefully encounter with that irritating brat, and still, Hidan's thoughts continually lingered on the boy. What was it about Shikamaru that had his mind spinning? Was it really just Shikamaru's cold, calculating stare that sent his blood boiling?
"Tch." Hidan scolded himself under his breath, but for some reason, he found himself inside of the Hidden Leaf Village, practically stalking the kid.
He'd been following Shikamaru around for the past two days, and of the things he'd observed, the one thing he'd learned about the shinobi was that he was lazy. Now as Hidan watched Shikamaru lounge around in a nearby garden surrounded by the sprinkled cherry blossom leaves, he wondered what it was he'd originally seen in the boy. What the hell had he been thinking?
Still, even as Shikamaru's chestnut eyes glazed lazily at the sky, Hidan could see the wheels turning inside that intellectual mind. He remembered Shikamaru's heated glar