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[One-shot] Addiction

2009-07-27T19:50:43Z

Wrote up this little one-shot for my new Albedo x Ben community, itisnt_selfcest. I tried to make this a drabble, but I am incapable of writing anything 100 words or less, so this became a short one-shot instead. ^^;

Also, this song fits this fic quite well. Used it for inspiration. ;D

Title: Addiction
Fandom: Ben 10 Alien Force
Characters/Pairings: Albedo, Ben, small mention of Azmuth. Albedo x Ben
Rating: T+ for creepiness.
Warnings: Stalker!Albedo, vague mentions of sex/rape.
Disclaimer: Ben 10 does not belong to me; it belongs to Man of Action.

Addiction

Although his mind begged and pleaded vehemently, Albedo couldn’t bring himself to quit eating the disgusting earth food his body so strangely craved. Since being imprisoned in his human body all his attempts to refuse the warm, greasy, chili fries ended in catastrophe. No matter how much he loathed their odor, no matter how revolting the flavor was to his Galvan pallet, when prison guards slipped in that fast food meal he devoured it down to the very last fry.

To put it simply, it had become an addiction.

In a similar and far more terrifying manner another habit had emerged. Since the start of his incarceration he was incapable of looking at his own reflection without lusting after it. The peculiar sensation of his heart fluttering wildly in his chest left his cheeks burning with mortification. He had never felt that way about his appearance in the good old days before being stuck inside such a lowlife organism.

Late one night Albedo shattered the small mirror within his cell after realizing it wasn’t himself he was longing for. Five guards had to quickly restrain and sedate the horror struck teenager to prevent his bloodcurdling screams from waking up the rest of the prisoners.

His dreams were always about him. Night after night he envisioned himself lying beside the boy whose appearance almost perfectly mirrored his own, save for the difference in hair and eye color. He imagined himself stroking the boy’s soft hair, kissing his inviting lips, caressing his lithe body. He dreamed of the boy giving himself up to him, pleading him to take him in, and spending restless nights thrusting himself inside him.

Night after night he awoke cursing Azmuth for the unjust punishment he had given him.

Even after years had passed, the dreams remained. And while Albedo eventually found a way to escape from captivity, he could not find a way to escape from his fate. Almost without realizing it, he hijacked the nearest spacecraft, and sped off towards the planet his so-called “twin” called home. There he easily located the boy that for so long had haunted his dreams. But he restrained himself from ever coming forward, for fear of being captured again.

There is where he would spend the rest of his days, trying in vain to re-create the deranged fantasies of his dreams. He took another bite of his chili fries as he observed the boy having lunch with his friends from the shadows of an alley way.

To put it simply, Ben had become his addiction.

[One-shot] Happy Birthday Hidan!

2009-04-03T02:03:29Z

♥HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO OUR FAVORITE HOMICIDAL JASHINIST!!!♥

And what better way to celebrate a birthday than writing a fic?!? This idea popped into my head last night and I wrote it as fast as I could. Constructive criticism is welcome, there's probably something I messed up when writing this thing, but I wanted to finish it before Hidan's birthday was up. >.>;;;

Anyways, enough rambling, onto the fic! ~~And pardon my utter fail at a creative title.~~

Title: Birthday Surprise
Fandom: Naruto
Characters/Pairings: Hidan, Kakuzu, slight KakuHida
Rating: T+/M-ish for Hidan's mouth and brief moment of violence.
Disclaimer: Naruto does not belong to me; it belongs to Kishimoto

Birthday Surprise

Hidan glared at the mysterious piece of pastry in front of him on the table. “What the fuck is that?” He whined, pointing down at the curious food item.

Kakuzu cocked an eyebrow. “What do you think it is?”

“I know it’s a fucking cake asshole, but why the hell did you buy it? You never buy shit like this ever, seriously.”

“You can’t be telling me you’re so forgetful you’d forget your own birthday.”

Hidan blinked a few times, exchanging bewildered glances between the frosty white cake on the table and his Akatsuki partner standing over on the other side of it. “You…you bought me a fucking cake?!” was all the Jashinist could coherently muster.

Kakuzu snorted, removing a kunai from the sleeve of his cloak. “So are you going to keep gawking at the cake like that or are you going to eat it?”

The gray-haired immortal shook his head and laughed. “Fuck man, who’d ever think a stuck up heathen like you would buy me a cake of all things. It’s fucking priceless!”

“If you want to eat metal instead of cake I would gladly arrange that for you,” Kakuzu warned as he made his first cut in the round dessert. His partner laughed off the threat.

“You know, you can be a nice guy when you want to be.”

“You’ll be eating nothing but vegetables for the next three months if you keep talking like that.”

“Oh come on, you know it’s true! You just won’t fucking admit it.”

In the blink of an eye Kakuzu was holding the kunai at Hidan’s throat. “Hidan.” He hissed, “If today wasn’t your birthday I would have ripped open your jugular. Keep it up and I won’t hesitate at the opportunity to break you.”

With laughter in his eyes the former Yuugakure nin smirked, lowering his hand to the blade of the weapon and sliding a finger along its edge, drawing blood in the process. Without a drop of fear pulsing through him he lifted his blood-covered finger to his mouth and playfully licked off both the blood and frosting that had formerly been present on the weapon.

“I’d take that threat seriously, but there’s fucking icing on your kunai.”

Kakuzu snarled and crushed the blade up against Hidan’s windpipe and held it there for a few long moments. He stared deep into Hidan’s peculiar violet eyes, seeing the mirth that danced behind them. The Jashinist equally could see his partner’s bottled rage that was bubbling beneath the surface. After what felt like an eternity to Kakuzu but only a brief second to Hidan, the former Waterfall nin bluntly removed his weapon from his partner’s neck and calmly walked back over to his side of the table. Kakuzu resumed cutting the cake as if nothing had happened.

Hidan numbly recoiled from their encounter. With a blank expression on his face, he calmly slid himself onto a chair and waited silently for his green-eyed partner to finish cutting the pastry. Less than five minutes later Kakuzu grabbed two plates and served himself and Hidan their slices of cake. An awkward moment of silence followed as Kakuzu handed Hidan his birthday surprise and sat down at the table.

“Happy Birthday Hidan….” He muttered.

The Jashinist smirked, cutting himself a slice of cake before ravenously taking the first bite. He smiled as he enjoyed the sweet taste of the pie before chewing and swallowing. As he took his second bite he glanced over at Kakuzu who had also begun eating.

Still chewing, Hidan looked up and grinned madly. “I still think you can be nice when you want to be.”

～おわり～

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2008-09-10T00:34:06Z

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[One-shot] Just Friends

2008-08-14T04:45:47Z

I finally have a fanfic to share! :D

After pushing my lazy procrastinating ass into high gear, I finally finished this little one-shot I've been working on. ^^ I'm quite proud of it. I hope you all like it...and that I kept Gwen and Kevin in character, (It only mentions Ben, but he isn't acutally present in the fic...and it's a BeVin one-shot! XD) so please let me know if they're OOC. I could really use the constructive criticism. I wrote this un-beta'd so you all know~~~

Title: Just Friends
Fandom: Ben 10 Alien Force
Pairings: BeVin, with a bit of GweVin too.
Rating: K+ (it's pretty mild)
Warnings: Besides the fact this is a yaoi oneshot, none.
Disclaimer: Ben 10 does not belong to me; it belongs to Man of Action.

Now, onto the fic! Click the lj-cut.

Just Friends

A green Camaro idled quietly in a nearly deserted parking lot outside an old restaurant late at night. The building was so old the outer layer of paint had chipped everywhere, exposing either cement or another layer of paint that was a vastly different color from the current layer. Various cracks littered the walls, and broken tiles that had fallen off the roof over the years had shattered on the walkway beneath. Its ancient neon sign which read “Mike’s Diner & Bar” flickered on and off constantly. A few of the letters in the sign were burnt out so the sign looked like it read “ ike’ Dine & B r” instead.

The camaro’s two current occupants sat patiently inside the car, waiting for the third member of their party to bring them their dinners.

The black haired driver taped his fingers on the steering wheel, his elbow propped on the rolled up window and his chin resting on his other hand. The second occupant remained silent in the front passenger seat, staring blankly outside her window.

“What is taking Tennyson so long to order our food? I’m starving here!” the black haired teen complained, breaking the silence. His stomach growled loudly as if to prove his point.

“I’m sure Ben just got stuck in line…” the red-haired girl mused tiredly.

“What line? There are no other cars parked in this parking lot!”

The girl shrugged, “Well…maybe the chef ran out of something and had to go buy some more.”

“Right…” the mutant drawled, “Whatever. I just wish Ben would hurry the hell up.”

The girl rolled her eyes, “You are so impatient Kevin. We haven’t even been waiting that long.”

“We’ve been waiting for nearly half an hour, Gwen.” Kevin deadpanned.

Gwen glared at Kevin for a moment before turning to face her window again, “Not the only thing I’ve been waiting for…” she grumbled under her breath.

“What did you say?”

“I said it’s not the only thing I’ve been waiting for.” Gwen growled, whipping her head around to glower at Kevin, her long hair nearly whacking him in the face. “Why haven’t you asked me out yet?” She demanded, her bright green eyes glinting with fury.

“Oi, not that again!”

“I’ve asked you time and time again and you still haven’t answered yet. If you really don’t want to date me, why don’t you just say so?”

“I don’t want to talk about this right now!”

“But I do, and I want an actual answer Kevin. I’m not backing down until I do. Why don’t you want me to be your girlfriend?”

“It’s not that I don’t like you Gwen it’s just—“

“It’s what? It’s just what?”

Kevin sighed deeply, pinching the bridge of his nose with his thumb and forefinger. “How am I going to explain this?”

Gwen crossed her arms; her brows furrowed in anger, but remained silent, waiting.

“Listen, Gwen, you’re a nice girl. And a powerful fighter too; I like that a lot in girls…I don’t want to hurt your feelings by saying this but…let’s be friends okay? I just want to remain your friend, not your boyfriend.”

For a few moments the red head looked at him intently, observing Kevin’s every movement and scrutinizing his words. Then her body language suddenly softened; she uncrossed her arms, the anger in her eyes faded. A wave of sadness washed over the girl as she broke her gaze, staring at her hands in her lap.

Kevin looked at her worriedly, “I’m sorry I hurt your feelings Gwen. I should have told you sooner. I just didn’t know how to tell you.” He gently placed his hand on her small shoulder to reassure her. He forced himself to smile.

“It’s okay Levin, I understand.” The red-head replied, her voice so quiet it was nearly a whisper. “I should have known that you belonged to him.”

Kevin slowly removed his hand from her shoulder in bewilderment, “Wha—?”

“I know you have a thing for Ben.”

“Where the hell did you get that idea? I do not have a ‘thing’ for your cousin!”

Gwen’s sudden sadness had switched to antagonism, “I’ve seen the way you stare at him when you think I’m not looking! You’ve never looked at me the way you look at him!”

“I—I do not stare at him, okay!” Kevin stammered, trying his hardest not to blush and contain his composure, “What’s gotten into that head of yours that makes you think I’m gay?”

The red-head crawled over the cup holders and leaned in towards the mutant, so close her nose was mere inches from his face. “Don’t deny it Kevin. You like Ben.” She murmured. “I know you’ve had strong feelings that stretch back as far as five years ago when you two first met. You don’t want to be with me at all…”

The black-haired mutant glared with anger and embarrassment in his eyes as she spoke, jaw clenched and cheeks flushed.

“Deep down in your heart you wished I’d leave you alone so you can have him instead,” the Anodite continued, “But you just didn’t have the guts to tell me so.” Gwen gave Kevin a serious glare, and slowly returned back into her seat. An awkward silence fell over the pair; the gentle hum of the engine filled the gap where their voices lacked. Kevin was deep in thought, and his light blush had by now turned nearly tomato red. After what felt like an eternity came his shaky response.
“How…How did you know?”

Gwen sighed deeply. “A girl has ways of figuring out things like that.” She reached her hand for Kevin’s shoulder, “That and you’re not so good at being subtle with anything, not even love.”

Kevin laughed sheepishly, “Yeah, you’re right about that. Although you’re not too subtle about your love interests either…”
Gwen jokingly punched Kevin’s shoulder with a wry smile. “You are such a tease.”

“I know,” Kevin smirked his devilish smile, wrapping an arm around her shoulder, “That’s why everyone finds me so irresistible!”

Kevin earned himself another punch.

“Listen Kevin, if you want Ben so bad, you go for him. I don’t have anything against you two being together. But you better snatch him quick before someone else does.”

Kevin frowned, “Gwen, are you totally okay about me and Ben getting together, possibly going out, among other things?” he inquired seriously, his hands gripped her shoulders tightly.

“I’m one hundred percent okay with that.”

Kevin released her shoulders. “I just wanted to make sure…I don’t want to go out with Ben if I’d be hurting your feelings.”

Gwen turned away from the mutant, and sat silently for a moment. Sighing dejectedly, she reached her hand for the car door handle and with a click and a slight push it swung open. She placed her foot gingerly on the cement, leaned her head out the opening and began to stand up.

“Wait, where are you going?”

“I’m going to get Ben and find out what’s taking him so long…see if he needs any help.” She replied monotonously as she got up out of the car.

“Hey Gwen!” Kevin threw himself towards her and grabbed her hand, squeezing it a bit. “Are you really sure about this?” The mutant’s eyes were full of concern. He still hurt her, he just knew it.

The green-eyed girl politely pushed away his hand, “Yeah, I am. I’m willing to sacrifice some of my happiness for my cousin. Now if you excuse me, I’m going to go help Ben out with our dinner.” She slammed the car door not too gently and stalked off.

“Gwen!” Kevin called from inside the car. “Gwen come back!”

But she was already too far away to hear him. Even if she could she didn’t want to listen to another word. Hot tears streamed down her face, dripping off her chin onto her blouse and shoes. It took all her willpower to keep herself pushing onward, and not collapse in a weeping heap on the cement parking lot. She knew all along it would boil down to this, but it didn’t make it any less painful. She took deep calming breaths as she neared the entrance to the diner, her tears ebbed. After dabbing the last few drops away with the back of her hand she opened the door and walked in.

~~~
Less than five minutes later Ben and Gwen returned to the camaro with their meals in hand. Both entered the car without a word. Gwen reluctantly returned to the front seat, avoiding looking at the raven-haired mutant, not wanting him to see her dried tears. Ben handed Kevin his dinner before climbing over Gwen to reach his spot in the backseat. Kevin mumbled a faint thank you and began to devour his dinner. Ben and Gwen proceeded to open up their own take-out Styrofoam containers, and the trio ate in silence.
~~~

It turned out the chef had ran out of fries when cooking up Kevin’s order of a monster burger and chips, (Both Ben’s order of a bacon burger and Gwen’s order of chicken Caesar salad were long done.) and had to have his assistant cook go pick up some frozen bags of the stuff at a local specialty shop.

~ おわり~

I was thinking if I should extend this and write a scene with Gwen and Ben inside the Diner, what do you all think? Comments and feedback are made of love!

Also, does anyone know how to tab in HTML so it's a bit easier to read the text, you know, so when you enter onto another line, that next line's text goes in a bit, like in novels? *EDIT* Okay, I spaced out the paragraphs so it's a bit less of an eye sore to read.