...accessory he used her as. I watched the tennis player gaze around the table, his eyes narrowing when he saw Allelujah's arm carelessly slung over Silver's shoulders. "And who's this?" asked Oshitari, trying hard to tamp down a faint note of hostility. "Oh! How rude of me." Silver's smile was just a touch too sweet. "Oshitari, this is Allelujah Haptism. Allelujah, meet Oshitari Yuushi. We...

With Wufei riding shotgun, Asuca Doomsday and I had spent the last two hours leading Oshitari and his new Skyline on a merry chase over the Bayshore Expressway. Now barely a meter ahead of the car, we were leading him back to the Dorm Room. I glanced in the rearview mirror, clearly seeing Oshitari's smirk through the windshield. Wufei snorted, clearly amused by my comment. "Selfless, nothing. This...

"When did I become her keeper?" I asked. Oshitari shrugged. "Well, you're the one standing outside." "She just got home from work," I answered as I slammed shut Yan Zi's hood. "I think she's in the shower. Can I take a message?" "I'll wait," said Oshitari. "I want her to see my new toy." It was then that I noticed that he hadn't arrived in his usual ride. His burgundy Towncar had been replaced...

I looked the tall boy over. He was considerably more tanned than before, and much as I hated to admit it, he looked good. "Oshitari. How was Cancun?" "Ah, Atobe told you, then?" He laughed. "Leslie and I enjoyed our vacation, thank you." Atobe elbowed him. " Lisa ." "I don't see her," I said. "She's not here tonight?" "Bathroom." "Oh, yeah. How's her blow habit?" "In top form." Oshitari smirked...

There was something fundamentally… cute about Atobe's body. Oshitari couldn't place it. He was not quite sure what it was. Oshitari had never thought about boy's bodies before Hyotei, beyond teasing his cousin Kenya about the birthmark on his ass shaped like, well, Kenya. At Hyotei though it was like everyone exuded weird and bizarre 'look at my sexy body' pheromones. Oshitari didn't get it. He was...

Title: Sorry About the Dark Rating: R-ish Pairing: Oshitari/Atobe Wordcount: 2616 Summary: Keigo has a strop, Yuushi makes assumptions, and petty vengeances are planned. ("I'm easy, and then we'll see who reads the deepest") A/N: I (unsurprisingly) wrote this for peacock a while ago, and am now posting it publicly and without her authorization oh my god, behold my minor acts of...

Yesterday had been fun, in fact, yesterday had been cool but today was another story. Oshitari wasn't only the 'new kid from Osaka' but he was also 'the new kid from Osaka who'd gotten lost on his first day'. That put a bit of a damper on introducing himself. Though he was also (also) the 'only kid who is almost as good as King Atobe'. Even though he'd proven himself on the courts against that...

Oshitari smirked. "Silver, if you wanted to get in, all you had to do was ask me." I glared at the annoying smug tennis player. If he thought that I'd use him as A-list arm candy to get into the hot spot, he really had no idea of my character. I tugged at the hem of my Vivienne Westwood t--shirt uncomfortably. Dorothy and I had both dressed up in our designer best (mine had come secondhand from Oshitari's...

"Shit! Oshitari!" I caught the green-tinted Kirin Fire just in time. "Clumsy, clumsy," he tsked at me. "Are you that klutzy on the court as well?" Knowing that he was baiting me, I still had difficulty forcing myself to let that one slide. Instead I inquired apathetically after his health and made some inane comment about the weather. Oshitari nodded his reply, sipped his drink, smirked. "I'd forgotten...

...me around lately, it is because I have been sleeping. A great deal. This is very strange, because I am supposed to be an insomniac. It is rather annoying to have less hours to make use of a day, as well. Oshitari Yuushi, you are overdue for a game of shogi. Terry, I spoke to the quail breeder for you. He says he has a few healthy quails about Ghengis' age, and asks if you want a girl or boy.