Throughout time and space, he'd always come for her. Nothing ever held him back before, and nothing would hold him back now. After all, she was his princess, he was her hero.
Once upon a time, Prince Belphegor decided he had nothing better to do than screw with his best friend's love life…er, help his best friend get the ever oblivious guy. Because Viper/Mammon's unconsciously getting impatient, Fon is apparently completely clueless, and the Prince is bored. Very.
A heart-warming fairytale in which Cinderella is a boy who dislikes cross-dressing, the evil step-sisters are very nice, kind people, the fairy-godmother is a pineapple fairy scheming with a group of tooth decay fungi, and Prince Charming is a sadistic psychopath with a penchant for stabbing anything that moves. Yup, it's hate at first sight, and an awkwardly ever after...
There was a reason Viper looked forward to Chinese New Year—Chinese New Year meant red envelopes, and red envelopes meant more money, and more money meant a happier Viper. Fon agreed, because a happy Viper meant a not-trying-to-kill-Fon Viper, which was always good. But red envelopes aren't the only reasons Viper is in such a good mood on Chinese New Year's Eve…
Every Wednesday night, Viper comes to the bistro, the Dragon, for an evening meal. And every Wednesday night, Fon gifts her with red bean soup for dessert (on the house of course, because Viper loves free stuff). Poor I-pin is a tad bit confused and curious…and Hibari's just irritated. As per usual.
Fon is intent on celebrating the Harvest Moon's festival with his fellow Arcobaleno, and ultimately his special someone. Unfortunately, Viper has other ideas…namely staring at the moon and muttering about the stupidity of martial artists. But Fon has a secret weapon…Rose-flavored moon cake?
Fon's not-so-amusing transition into fatherhood began in a broken down lot full of psychopaths and gunmen. What was even worse was the fact that he was in the wrong time. Who knew the Ten-year-bazooka could screw with a martial artist so much? Oh well. At least the outcome was positive…"I hate you, Fon." …ish.
Feeling the pulses fade beneath his hands injects him with a great, unexplainable pleasure. Watching his long fingers become stained with wet scarlet shine, feeling the supple skin rip beneath his beloved blades...shishi, oh, how it delights the Prince! After all, what greater pleasure than blood does life hold?
Skull was always curious about Viper's gender, and would've eagerly jumped at the chance to find out. He just never thought the path there would involve strawberry milk, a certain Chinese martial artist, and babies. Yeah. He was especially confused about that last part.
Since Dino was the one had dragged Hibari Kyoya to the herbivorous sleepover in the first place, it was only to be expected that the prefect threatened to bite him to death. Of course, no one actually expected him bite the blonde. Literally, that is. "ITTAI! K-KYOYA! TH-THAT HURTS!" And thus, madness ensues.
You know something's wrong when your annoying kids decide to use your back as a trampoline. But that just goes to show how the goddesses have a twisted sense of humor. Or that your kids are just really, really hyper. ZeLink Kids, fluffy oneshot! AU
See, being a ninja like me, there's always one thing that's a reflex. If you don't know what that ninja is going to do, kill him. Dead. And if he was on your side, feel free to apologize.
ShikaTema. What's the point of having a genius brain when said brain goes dysfunctional the second someone kisses you? Yeah, perfect. Real smart, having something that won't even work right when I need it to. Love makes people stupid. Honestly.
AU, ShikaTema. For the whole of my life, I thought I knew what 'trouble' was. My mother, girls, homework, those things were troublesome. And yet this girl had to come into my life and make me rethink what I was so sure was a fundamental knowledge.
ShikaTema oneshot. "It's a pretty good comparison," Shikamaru said out loud as the leaf disappeared into the sky. He was the leaf, she was wind. She blew him whichever way she wanted, and there was nothing he could do to stop this troublesome woman.