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Drabble 01
Title: In The Shower Room
Author: Shiroki
Fandom: Eyeshield21
Pairing: MusaHiru... or HiruMusa? ^^;
Rating: PG13
Summary: Musashi and Hiruma in the shower room
Disclaimer: I wish I own Hiruma *sigh*
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fairiesgonenuts. Hountou, suimasen ne for my broken, broken, broken English~!!!!!! It seems 5 years didn't write anything in English make my English skill becoming dull. Demo, kore kara yoroshiku!!
a/n: Wow! I'm writing fic again!! So amusing since I always make doujinshies ^^;;; So, sorry if this is strange *bow* And... even Hiruma is an UKE he wasn't the UKEMI (passive) one XD
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They headed into the gym’s shower room with the same intention to rinse the afternoon practice’s stench off their bodies.
The blonde took a spot beside the kicker. Turning on the shower, he let cascading water run through his dusty hair and tired limbs, and started soaping himself.
Wash, wash, wash…
Green eyes strayed to the bulky next-door, strong hands scratching the scalp of the Mohawk hair, which wasn’t looking at all manly what with the white foams all over it, some dripping down the neck and muscled chest innocently.
The quarterback unconsciously stopped whatever he was doing.
Leaning his lanky body over separation bar a little bit, his devilish grin spread wide. Predatory fangs glinting up, he said,
“Your back… Let me do the wash on that fuckin’ back there.”
Not bothering to stop his hands, the kicker calmly replied,
“No, thanks.”
Head tilted, Hiruma ran his tongue along his fangs, the evil grin remained.
“Who said it was a request?”
Looking at the captain from the corner of his eye, Musashi let out a small grin, and turned to face him.
He knew better not to disobey the captain.
- END -
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es21_yaoi, ukehiruma
Author: Shiroki
Fandom: Eyeshield21
Pairing: MusaHiru... or HiruMusa? ^^;
Rating: PG13
Summary: Musashi and Hiruma in the shower room
Disclaimer: I wish I own Hiruma *sigh*
Betareader:
fairiesgonenuts. Hountou, suimasen ne for my broken, broken, broken English~!!!!!! It seems 5 years didn't write anything in English make my English skill becoming dull. Demo, kore kara yoroshiku!!a/n: Wow! I'm writing fic again!! So amusing since I always make doujinshies ^^;;; So, sorry if this is strange *bow* And... even Hiruma is an UKE he wasn't the UKEMI (passive) one XD
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[EDIT]
They headed into the gym’s shower room with the same intention to rinse the afternoon practice’s stench off their bodies.
The blonde took a spot beside the kicker. Turning on the shower, he let cascading water run through his dusty hair and tired limbs, and started soaping himself.
Wash, wash, wash…
Green eyes strayed to the bulky next-door, strong hands scratching the scalp of the Mohawk hair, which wasn’t looking at all manly what with the white foams all over it, some dripping down the neck and muscled chest innocently.
The quarterback unconsciously stopped whatever he was doing.
Leaning his lanky body over separation bar a little bit, his devilish grin spread wide. Predatory fangs glinting up, he said,
“Your back… Let me do the wash on that fuckin’ back there.”
Not bothering to stop his hands, the kicker calmly replied,
“No, thanks.”
Head tilted, Hiruma ran his tongue along his fangs, the evil grin remained.
“Who said it was a request?”
Looking at the captain from the corner of his eye, Musashi let out a small grin, and turned to face him.
He knew better not to disobey the captain.
- END -
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es21_yaoi, ukehiruma
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Btw, i like your avatar, is cute...and, I rewrite the fic ^^;;;;;
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“Who said it was a request?”
I'm LOVING this ^_______^