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animethief92 - Gundam Wing - Duo/Heero:

Duo grunted and hefted the box unto his shoulder. “You really need to start collecting less stuff, Heero.”

Heero ignored his housemate and continued to fiddle around with his computer. Duo was moving into the office and the high-tech equipment needed to go. Of course, anything related to the computer was officially banned from Duo’s touch.

“I mean, seriously Heero! Where are we going to put all this stuff?”

Heero glanced up and glared. “You don’t have to live here.”

Duo pouted and stalked out of the room with the box in hand, heading towards the attic.

Almost an hour later, he was finished clearing out the spare bedroom.

“Here.” Duo felt something warm nudge his back. Turning, he smiled and took the steaming cup of chocolate from Heero’s hands. “Thanks,” he said, sipping at the brew.

Heero looked him for a second. “No problem.” Heero leaned in, nudging Duo’s cup to the side and kissed his partner. “Welcome home.”

icyirish - Bleach - Histugaya + Mastumoto:

Hitsugaya stared at his vice-captain over the lip of his desk and piled reports She murmured in her sleep and stretched, back arching delicately and feet flexing. She cracked her eyes open, barely enough to let the light in and yawned, pearl white teeth glinting in the snow-speckled dawn.

“G’morning,” Matsumoto whispered.

Hitsugaya glared. “It’s afternoon.”

“Is it?” Matsumoto rolled over and landed on her feet. Silently she padded over and around her captain’s desk to peer out the window behind him. “Well so it is.”

Hitsugaya grunted and returned to his paperwork only to be attacked with warm flesh pressed against his back and a check rubbing back and forth across his head mussing his hair up. “Mastumoto!” He cried, trying to lean as far forward as he could to escape her steal like arms around his shoulders and her boobs pressed against him. “Stop that!”

“Ah, but you’re so adorable!” Matsumoto rubbed her cheek against his head one more time just for spite, he was sure. “Good luck with the paper work,” she waved, bounding away from her captain and back towards her couch.

She quickly snuggled back into the seat and clutched a throw pillow to her chest. Before Hitsugaya could stand, he heard the soft voice of her snoring, already asleep as though nothing had happened.

Hitsugaya hated cats, but for some reason, he couldn’t bear to get rid of this one.

honeysempai - Ghost Hunt - Mai/Lin:

Mai stood in the door to Lin’s office, hesitating. She hated bothering him when he was intent on his work, but he had been like this all day, hardly moving except for his fingers flying over the keyboard.

“Lin?” she coughed, trying to get his attention.

He ignored her.

“Lin?” she asked with a half-strangled voice.

Still no sign of recognition.

Mai frowned and squared her shoulders. Stomping forward, she set a mug of steaming hot tea down on the table next to Lin. “If you want something to eat, there’s food prepared in the kitchen.”

And then she stomped back out.

~~~

Lin stared at the mug sitting next to him, the wisps of steam curling delicately into the air. Blinking, he looked back at the now empty door before looking at the tea once again. Smiling, he picked up the mug and sipped from it, inhaling the bitter scent of the tea.

He would have to thank Mai later. Maybe.

ouatic_7 - Full Metal Panic - Melissa/Kurz:

“So when are you going to let me take your picture?”

Melissa’s brow ticked. “Never, if you’re going to sell or use it as a prize in one of your games.” She squeezed the trigger of her sniper’s rifle and grunted at the recoil.

“So you’ll let me take it if it’s for my eyes only?”

Melissa glanced over at Kurz. “Your promises aren’t worth much.”

Kurz laughed. “Maybe, but you could always give me an incentive—say one kiss per day—to make it a private collection.”

Melissa turned back to her scope. The conversation drizzled into silence, broken only by Kurz’s quiet words of correction as he oversaw Melissa’s refresher training. They would discuss this again later, most likely over dinner. Kurz had a way of catching her off guard, after all.

the_firefly - Madlax - Madlax/Vanessa:

Vanessa brushed her fingertips along Madlax’s face. It was relaxed and trusting, something it often wasn’t when awake. This girl had gone through so much, done so much.

She hated every time dawn broke, and she had to leave.

Madlax whimpered in her sleep, nuzzling her cheek into Vanessa’s lap as she did every night Vanessa sat up, guarding her slumber. Vanessa leaned over, brushing her lips against Madlax’s temple. “You’ll be safe as long as I’m here. Sleep well.”

Madlax turned her head closer to Vanessa. “Don’t go,” she murmured.

Vanessa looked out the window. She had only minutes left. “But I have to.” She tucked another strand of hair behind Madlax’s ear. She faded as the light streamed through the window and Madlax woke up with her head nestled against a pillow.

Madlax laid there for several minutes, basking in the peace and heartache of knowing Vanessa was still with her in spirit, if not in person.

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