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28 July 2011 @ 09:42 pm
Title: Glass House
Authors: tarhiliel and bellekitsune
Genre: Angst/Romance
Pairings: MAIN: Ryo/Kusano, Massu/Yamapi
SIDE: Ryo/Massu, Kusano/Massu
Rating: PG13
Summary: The so called Akanishi Troop knew exactly where to go and how to party. But what happens when feelings get mixed up? As Ryo's friendship with Kusano evolves, something new starts to flourish. And, to top it off, he finds himself living with a new roommate: Massu. Nights out will never be the same, as Yamapi starts to look at his groupmate with an entirely new perspective. Worlds are colliding, and no one has any idea how to deal with it.

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21 February 2011 @ 05:23 pm
Hey guys!

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01 June 2010 @ 07:36 pm
When Ryo barged in the room looking completely out of his mind, Tegoshi knew something was up. 'What's wrong? What did Shige want?', he asked, sitting up in bed.

'He's fucking with us! He wants to KISS ME!', Ryo yelled, crossing his arms and standing right in front of Tegoshi, who was still sitting in bed, feet dangling.

'Hm.', the younger one touched his chin with his fingers, and Ryo knew that it wasn't a good sign. Tegoshi was plotting.

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18 May 2010 @ 09:12 pm
‘We’re gonna play a game! It’s called ‘The things that annoy us about Shige’s hair!’', Ryo screamed from the other side of the elevator door.

Shige snapped back, irritated. 'Excuse me?. At least my hair didn't look like a dirty Shitzu in the Sakura Girl video!'

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03 May 2010 @ 09:52 pm
Koyama's throat was hurting from screaming Tegoshi's name. He and Yamapi still walked, arm in arm so they wouldn't be defeated by the strong wind, but their hopes of finding the young boy were starting to vanish.

'Ah...', Koyama panted, his lips dry. He looked behind them, towards the top of the snowy hill, the hotel now gone from their sight. 'Yamapi... the storm is getting worse.', he looked down at the younger man, whose eyebrows were frowned and partially covered in snow flakes.

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27 April 2010 @ 09:18 pm
'I hate that thing.', Shige said, violently washing his face.

Yamapi laughed, arms crossed and head leaning against his bathroom door. 'Sure you do.', he handed him a towel, which was abruptly removed from his hand.

'Look at me. My eyes are all red and my nose is running.', he sounded angry. 'If you were having any trouble keeping your hands away from me, this is just what you need. I'm disgusting.', he rubbed the towel against his face, almost like he wanted to remove his skin completely.

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25 April 2010 @ 01:13 am
'Don't drop me!', Tegoshi screamed.

'Then hurry up, already. You're heavy.', Ryo grunted. He didn't exactly mind having to hold on to Tegoshi's thighs, but he wasn't sure how much longer he'd be able to handle the boy sitting on his shoulders.

'Well, if only you were a littler bit taller, I wouldn't need to climb on you.', the younger one provoked.

'Do you want me to drop you?', Ryo whined, glancing at his watch. It was eleven in the morning, and they were late for the group's songwriting session. This was supposed to have been a 'quick breakfast', but so far it had only consisted of him lifting short Tegoshi up so he could reach the top of those goddamn industrial kitchen shelves.

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18 April 2010 @ 12:43 pm
'Wake up, Kato.', a snarky voice whispered.

Shige opened his eyes, in a daze, and looked around. He had fallen asleep in the hotel's library, laying crookedly on the couch. Papers were scattered across his lap and the floor. Yamapi's words still echoed in his ears, and Massu's heart-shaped cookie still sat heavily in his stomach. He glanced to his side and saw the cookie tray, only now there were only crumbs.

He redirected his gaze at the voice who had awoken him, and gasped in shock. A young man, long hair in a ponytail and scruffy beard, looked at him, arrogant smile in his face. Shige squinted, making sure it was really who he thought it was.

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Koyama looked at his watch, though he didn't expect it to be so late. It was past midnight of the first night at the hotel and there he was, laying stomach down on the cold hardwood floor, blanket over top of him, pen in his hand and several sheets of paper scattered all over the place. Yamapi sat right next to him, notebook on his lap, chewing through a pencil. Shige laid right across him, sorting through some of the lyrics he had brought with him, concentrated. When Massu returned from the kitchen with several bento boxes, they all paused.

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13 April 2010 @ 08:32 pm
'Massu-chaaaaan. Get up.', Koyama said, poking the young boy with his foot.

He smiled. 'Nah. I'll move my stuff to my room later.', he stretched his arms, placing them between his head and the hardwood floor of the dining room. 'It's comfy here.', he smiled.

Koyama sighed. 'Okay.', he sat down on the floor next to his friend. 'I'm lazy, too.', he said, half-lying. The truth was, his head was spinning from drinking too many shots in such a short amount of time. They both watched as Shige left the dining room, quickly followed by Yamapi . A silly pout formed on Massu's face upon seeing that, though the other one didn't seem to notice.

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