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May. 28th, 2006 03:08 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kat8chaTitle: Sanctity of Marriage, my ass
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Fujicest, Kisarazucest, Tanakacest
Warning: ...incest
Summary: Every few months someone calls talking about the 'sanctity of marriage between a man and a woman'...
Syuusuke slammed the phone down and Yuuta winced. Must have been the ‘do you support the god-ordained institution of marriage between a man and a woman’ machine call. It circulated around every few months and no matter what happened Syuusuke always picked up the phone. It irritated his older brother because it was a machine call and so he had no way to tell anyone off. Yuuta stood from the couch, brushing off his pants and heading for the bedroom. “Aniki?” He questioned, peering inside. Syuusuke was muttering and dragging out his laptop, plugging the modem into the phoneline. “Aniki what are you doing?” Syuusuke looked up, eyes gleaming. Yuuta found himself both scared and terribly turned on.
“Finding their headquarters.” He murmured sultrily, looking Yuuta over. “Would you mind calling the Kisarazu and Tanaka twins? I think they want in on this.” He smiled, looking dangerous and sexy and...
“Later.” Yuuta said, closing the bedroom door. “Get on the bed aniki.”
--
Kisarazu Atsushi sat glaring at the phone. Glaring.... glaring... glari- “ShuShu.” Ryou said tiredly. “What are you doing?” Atsushi looked at his twin with a small pout.
“They called again.” He moved to snuggle Ryou under the covers, stroking his brothers long hair. “Why are they always calling and ruining my post-coital glow ” He grumped, moving to snuggle his brother. Ryou ran his hands through Atsushi’s shorter hair. His otouto still wouldn’t grow it out no matter how many times Ryou pouted or how many blowjobs he gave. Atsushi moved closer, nuzzling Ryou and placing soft kisses down the others neck. The phone rang again and Atsushi gave a sigh. Ryou kissed him on the lips and moved to pick it up.
“Hello?” He asked, laying back down on the bed. “Fuji-san what, oh, they got you too? No, Atsushi’s always picking up. Get them back?” Ryou blinked as the phone was snatched away by Atsushi.
“We’re in, just tell us where.” Atsushi stated, smirking slightly.
--
Tanaka Kouhei looked boredly up as the phone rang. “You get it Youhei.” Youhei crossed his arms sulkily.
“No! You get it! I always get it and it’s always those stupid telemarketers!” Youhei snorted, “Sanctity of marriage my ass.” Kouhei smirked slightly and picked up the phone, but he tossed it at Youhei, who caught it absently.
“It’s the Fuji brothers, I can tell from their breathing.”
--
When the volunteer workers came in to check on the machine doing calls Monday morning they were appalled to find it smashed to bits. Not only that but horrifying incestuous and homosexual graffitti was scrawled over the walls. One line stood out prominently, written in a dark red and large letters.
‘STOP INTERRUPTING OUR SEX!’
--
It's annoying, but it happens I ALWAYS PICK UP! AND IT'S A MACHINE! At least give me a real conservative to tell off. :-P
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Fujicest, Kisarazucest, Tanakacest
Warning: ...incest
Summary: Every few months someone calls talking about the 'sanctity of marriage between a man and a woman'...
Syuusuke slammed the phone down and Yuuta winced. Must have been the ‘do you support the god-ordained institution of marriage between a man and a woman’ machine call. It circulated around every few months and no matter what happened Syuusuke always picked up the phone. It irritated his older brother because it was a machine call and so he had no way to tell anyone off. Yuuta stood from the couch, brushing off his pants and heading for the bedroom. “Aniki?” He questioned, peering inside. Syuusuke was muttering and dragging out his laptop, plugging the modem into the phoneline. “Aniki what are you doing?” Syuusuke looked up, eyes gleaming. Yuuta found himself both scared and terribly turned on.
“Finding their headquarters.” He murmured sultrily, looking Yuuta over. “Would you mind calling the Kisarazu and Tanaka twins? I think they want in on this.” He smiled, looking dangerous and sexy and...
“Later.” Yuuta said, closing the bedroom door. “Get on the bed aniki.”
--
Kisarazu Atsushi sat glaring at the phone. Glaring.... glaring... glari- “ShuShu.” Ryou said tiredly. “What are you doing?” Atsushi looked at his twin with a small pout.
“They called again.” He moved to snuggle Ryou under the covers, stroking his brothers long hair. “Why are they always calling and ruining my post-coital glow ” He grumped, moving to snuggle his brother. Ryou ran his hands through Atsushi’s shorter hair. His otouto still wouldn’t grow it out no matter how many times Ryou pouted or how many blowjobs he gave. Atsushi moved closer, nuzzling Ryou and placing soft kisses down the others neck. The phone rang again and Atsushi gave a sigh. Ryou kissed him on the lips and moved to pick it up.
“Hello?” He asked, laying back down on the bed. “Fuji-san what, oh, they got you too? No, Atsushi’s always picking up. Get them back?” Ryou blinked as the phone was snatched away by Atsushi.
“We’re in, just tell us where.” Atsushi stated, smirking slightly.
--
Tanaka Kouhei looked boredly up as the phone rang. “You get it Youhei.” Youhei crossed his arms sulkily.
“No! You get it! I always get it and it’s always those stupid telemarketers!” Youhei snorted, “Sanctity of marriage my ass.” Kouhei smirked slightly and picked up the phone, but he tossed it at Youhei, who caught it absently.
“It’s the Fuji brothers, I can tell from their breathing.”
--
When the volunteer workers came in to check on the machine doing calls Monday morning they were appalled to find it smashed to bits. Not only that but horrifying incestuous and homosexual graffitti was scrawled over the walls. One line stood out prominently, written in a dark red and large letters.
‘STOP INTERRUPTING OUR SEX!’
--
It's annoying, but it happens I ALWAYS PICK UP! AND IT'S A MACHINE! At least give me a real conservative to tell off. :-P
