RP Logs: Fuji + Bunta

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[ Rather than one large log, this is a collection of short, script-style logs that we've done highlighting a few of the changes in and elements of the FuBun relationship of late. We thought they were things that ought to be shared, so we've compiled them into one post instead of posting separately. ♥ collective rating is around pg-13.]


30 Dec 2005

*It's late, but not too long after the boys have turned out the lights to go to bed. Neither are asleep yet, and they're snuggling quite comfortably in the guest room of Yumiko's apartment, where they've been staying for some time now*
Bunta: *getting used to this bed and getting used to falling asleep like this, wrapped around Fuji in the cool dark guestroom, blankets piled up to keep out the cold but it wasn't working, Bunta couldn't sleep and the cold was seeping in, turning his fingers into icicles, icicles with a mind of their own, creeping over to spiderwalk over Fuji's lovely (warm~) spine*
Fuji: Mm, enjoying this?
Fuji: *rakes his fingers comfortingly in Bunta's hair*
Bunta: Maybe~. *snugglescloser* Cold.
Fuji: *kisses him chastely, with a small laugh* Not enough blankets?
Bunta: Notenoughyou. *pouts* Andblankets. <3
Fuji: Terribly sorry about that. Shall I clone myself to make it easier for you? ^_^
Bunta: Wouldn't know what to do with two of you~. ButI'msureIcouldcope. ;D *nuzzles*
Fuji: *another kiss, this time to his ear, licking a bit at the edge* Hmm~ Maybe this might help? * manifests a wider array of energy, more blanket-like than ribbon-like, and wraps it over the both of them -- it would be nice enough save the fact it's still glowing pretty brilliantly pink*
Bunta: Mmm~, bittoonightlight. But warmth. <3 *laughs softly at the rather pink blanket before turning his attention to Fuji's neck in return*
Fuji: Mm ... maybe if we put another blanket over it?
Bunta: Good idea! <3 *makes one and let's it flutter over the last one, neon purple but at least it doesn't glow*
Fuji: *good-natured laugh* And you complain about not having enough blankets. Silly. *nibbles*
Bunta: Forgot, shush. <3 *grins, licks in reply*
Fuji: *kisses him properly, then, and lets the kiss develop slowly*
Bunta: *better~, kisses back, going along with it~*
Fuji: *and before long they're making out pretty heavily, with heat escalating and tongues and hands tracing familiar paths, and it's so good to be together again, to be back, and Fuji breaks the kiss to look at Bunta's face as best he can in the low, low light, contours highlighted by the soft strains of pink emanating from beneath the other blanket*
Fuji: *traces slow fingertips along the side of Bunta's face* Ne ...
Bunta: *looking back up at Fuji, he grinned, strange posessed blanket providing light enough to see Fuji's face in return, leaning into soft fingertips, he let his eyelids drifted shut before responding* Mmm~?
Fuji: You can call me by my name, you know. <3
Bunta: Andwhatnamewouldthatbe~? <3
Fuji: *is he playing with me? he must be playing with me...* You don't want to? *pets*
Bunta: Wanna. <3 *purrs, beams* Shuusukemmm~?
Fuji: *even more turned on at the sound of his name on Bunta's lips, but hesitates ...*
Fuji: *licks his own lips, touching Bunta's face, still*
Bunta: *opens his eyes to look at him* Shuu~. <3
Fuji: *smiles, amused, and kisses him back* Thank you~
Bunta: Pleasure~. *grins, pulls him back down to snuggle*
Fuji: *snuggles, comfortable, resting against his chest*
Fuji: *a few moments of contented silence, with lazy fingers drifting over Bunta's stomach...*
Bunta: *still not very sleepy, more content now~, lets his fingers drift over Fuji's (Shuu~) chest in return*
Fuji: ... *hazily* You're staying?
Bunta: Course, you falling asleep on me, baby~? <3
Fuji: No, not exactly. *small laugh*
*reconsidering* Maybe. ^^;






10 Jan 2006

Fuji: *comes back to Bunta's room after class, smile well in place; opens the door without knocking*
Bunta: *glances up from the laptop at the sound of the door, hopsuptohug~!*
Fuji: *gives her a hello hug, and shows her the paper that he's been given after they separate* Did you see this? (It's a printed letter regarding their new room assignments)
Bunta: Not yet... *blinks and takes it, smile forming at the fact that they'll be roommates ( yayforonegoodthing~)*
Fuji: They said we should be out by tomorrow night.
Bunta: I can't pack in that time! D:
Fuji: ... what all do you have? We don't need to move the furniture, you know...
Bunta: My clothes~! And junk. D: AndIknowbutstill~!
Fuji: *nuzzle* I'll help. *sparks a little pink energy to punctuate that it won't be that hard with his tk*
Bunta: *ooohshiny~!* Okay, yeah. Thanks. <3
Fuji: *grins* Aren't you excited? ^_^
Bunta: Ofcourse~! <3 Gonnaberoomies, gonnaberoomies~. :D
Fuji: Hm ... we could probably just carry things over -- without boxes, I mean, but I don't know if Yukimura-kun's moved out of his room yet. Hasn't he been ill?
Bunta: We could, would be easier. And I think so... Not sure how we're gonna swap if he's not here.
Fuji: Well, maybe they've moved him already ... hm. D'you want to go check?
Bunta: Candothat~! <3
Fuji: *pushes the door open next door, amazed at the interior: it's green. there are plants growing everywhere, almost as though overnight.*
Bunta: JUNGLE~! *petsaplant, starts exploring~*
Fuji: *blink* How did this ... ?
Bunta: Howdidwhat?
Fuji: I think we'll need a machete to cut through here... >>;
Fuji: You don't suppose Yukimura-kun did all of this...?
Bunta: Don'tthinkweshould. And uh, maybe? Might be his power. *shrugs*

- Later -

Shuusuke: *has moved, with Bunta's help, most of the things from Bunta's old room into the new one, and finally, tired, flops back onto one of the beds*
Bunta: *glad that moving everything is finally over. flops next to Syuu, snuggling into his side*
Shuusuke: *nuzzles* Finally~
Bunta: Mmm~. Just missing the twitchy one and we'd be a happy family of three. Witharoom~! <3
Shuusuke: *disappointedlook ...* We'll get her back.
Bunta: Better, miss her already. D:
Shuusuke: ... so do I.
Bunta: *snugglespouts*
Shuusuke: We'll figure something out.
Shuusuke: ... Ne.
Bunta: Weshall~! Mmm?
Shuusuke: You're functional in that form, aren't you?
Bunta: ... Yes. *blinks~!*
Shuusuke: It's very sexy.
Shuusuke: But then ... *flips over, propping himself up on one elbow, caging Bunta beneath him* ... you always are.
Bunta: Mmm~. You are too. <3 *grins, likesthissideofShuu~*
Shuusuke: *kisses her deeply, thoroughly, drawing her closer, snaking hands beneath her clothing already; this will be different, this has to be, even as much as it is the same*
Bunta: *kissesback, letting him have his way, tugging at his shirt in return, hands sliding underneath~*
Shuusuke: *pulls back to slide out of his shirt, tugging Bunta's over her head, and stares for a moment at her chest -- he isn't used to that, but still finds himself attracted to her. she's gorgeous.*
Shuusuke: ... how do you do that?
Bunta: *watches his expression, it's odd to be this way and be stared at like this, doesn't feel different though* Do what, darling?
Shuusuke: How are you still the most beautiful -- *brushes a lock of pink hair from her forehead*
Bunta: Just came that way~. Nah, just... <3 You're something else though.
Shuusuke: *blinks in actual surprise* I ... I am?
Shuusuke: *it feels strange to him to hear it in this context, and not in reference to his intellect, to his natural skill -- *
Bunta: 'Course you are. You're you, you're... Lovely and kind and... Perfection. <3 *reaches up to run a hand through his hair, ruffling it slightly*
Shuusuke: *would probably blush, if he was the type to do so; he isn't, so he meets her eyes, a palm to the side of her face* You're too nice to me.
Bunta: And you are to me, darling. <3 *smiles up, pulls him down with the hand already on his skull* Thinkwe'rebeingsaps.
Fuji: *pauses for a moment, then realises how true it is, and chuckles, but there's something unsaid still behind the short laugh* Yes, yes we are. *and kisses her again, slowly*
Bunta: *grins and mmms in response, kissing back, hands creeping up his back again~*
Shuusuke: Mmm ... *whispers against her ear, licking the shell of it with a quick flick of his tongue* ... so glad we're together now ...
Shuusuke: Ne ... you don't suppose they know about this, do you?
Bunta: Yeah~. <3 AndI'venoidea. Does it matter?
Shuusuke: *gnaws on her neck* Not to me ...
Shuusuke: *cups one breast, squeezing gently, then trails light fingertips down, over her stomach*
Bunta: Then it doesn't. *laughs, though it turns into a gasp a moment later, nails trailing lightly across Syuu's back in response*
Shuusuke: *hasn't actually been with a girl before, but isn't at all nervous, because it's still Bunta, really -- even if it does feel like he's cheating on him, somehow, like he's being deceived*
Shuusuke: *and so, he asks, where ordinarily he might not, hand pausing at the waistband* ... can I?
Bunta: *looks at him over that, raising an eyebrow, amused* What's mine is yours, no matter the wrapping~. <3 *grins then nods (seriousnoddingyay~!)*
Shuusuke: *drops a kiss to her stomach, noting how much softer the flesh is there, how much smoother and almost delicate, she smells different like this -- and slides a careful hand over her thigh, up the skirt and towards her heat--*

*fade to black*







14 Jan 2006

Fuji: Come here.
Fuji: You don't know what you are to me, do you?
Bunta: Wha? *goesover~* Whatdoyoumean? Uh, maybe. I mean.
Fuji: *looking at him as though with new eyes, places a hand on his face, and he looks very, very serious*
Fuji: I ... I don't know if you know. What you've become.
Bunta: *ratherstartled, serious is up there with Not Good in his mind* Uh. What. What have I? Become, I mean. Huh.
Fuji: You ... *strokes his cheek* ... called me a limb, didn't you? Something you couldn't go on without.
Fuji: You're ... Bunta. You're so bright.
Fuji: ... the last bright thing ...
Bunta: You are~. And. Damn. ... *Syuuissofuckingsweet* <3
Fuji: *blink* Damn?
Bunta: Damn. You are... You are so. You just. Everything. AndyoucanexplainitandIcan'tandI'msorry. Call you a limb, you call me that... Wish I could word it better but. I think that... Iranoutofwords. D:
Fuji: So don't use them. *kisses him, slow and almost desperate, as if he could convey all of what he needs in this single act*
Bunta: Mmmgoodplan~. *kisses back, fingers clutching at his shoulders, returningthefeeling~*
Fuji: *still not letting go just yet, like a kiss could keep him here, fingers sliding into his hair and close to his scalp*
Fuji: *whispers against his skin* I want to stay with you.
Bunta: Wannastaywithyoutoo, darling. <3 *pulls him close, clingingalmostbutnotbecauseyayrackinthewayandow~ !*
Fuji: *trails small kisses on his face, the corner of his mouth*
Fuji: You mean that?
Fuji: Even with him here? *referring to kenta*
Bunta: Yes. Even with him.
Fuji: ... and if he leaves? goes back? ;
Bunta: ... That's that.
Fuji: I ... I'll help you however I can, but ...
Fuji: I don't need you leaving.
Bunta: Not going too. He leaves, I'm. ... I'm not sure I'll be going after him.
Fuji: *concerned* You're sure?
Bunta: *sighing* Not really. Don't wanna be a part of it all over again if it's worthless.
Fuji: *holds him close, strokes his hair*
Bunta: *snuggles* You... You have a brother as well, right?
Fuji: *distant* ... yes.
Bunta: Ah... What's. I mean... *better to let it drop*
Fuji: ... No? *runs a hand along his arm* Talk to me. I -- it's okay to talk about.
Bunta: Sure? Just. What's he like, I've... You haven't talked about him much.
Fuji: *settles down on the bed, still holding him close, this is storytime*
Fuji: *keeps in contact while he talks; running a hand down his arm or just lacing fingers together* ... We were close, once.
Fuji: ... He didn't like it when I manifested. It was ... strange, he thought, the same as any of my peers did. *short laugh* I glowed, after all. That was odd in itself, wasn't it?
Fuji: But, ah. It was just another way that ... he thought I was ... better, I suppose, different, excelling in a way that he couldn't.
Fuji: Then he manifested. Something happened. I don't remember all of it. That's ... part of it, I think. He left.
Fuji: I ... I don't think he hates me.
Fuji: He says he does.
Fuji: I just ... I can't believe that's true. But he doesn't speak to me; he won't answer my calls.
Fuji: *flumps a little, leaning towards Bunta and just ... smelling him, memorising the way he feels*
Bunta: ... Fuck. I... Doubt he hates you, maybe he needs time. Orkidnapping. < *draws him close and snuggles, comforting*
Fuji: Time, maybe. *sighs* I doubt he'd take kidnapping very well. *short laugh*
Fuji: Might try to kill whoever takes him. He's ... he's over there, too, you know.
Bunta: Seems to be a trend with brothers these days, huh. We'll get him back. Just you wait. <3
Fuji: *suddenly unnaturally hopeful* You'd help?
Bunta: Said you'd do the same for me. This goes both ways, darling. <3
Fuji: ... thank you.
Fuji: *squeezes his hand*
Bunta: *squeezesback* You'd do the same.
Fuji: ... I would.
Bunta: 'Xactly. <3

Comments

[mildly-deluded.livejournal.com]

Gah *drownsinthesap* They'resocute!!

[phasing-knavery.livejournal.com]

...omgcute. XD we'rebeingsaps <-understatement!

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*<-understatement!