Eiji/Daiki and TxN drabbles...
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fencer_xHave written drabbles that I'm sure will become hallmarks of the Tuti/Nagayan and Eiji/Daiki fandoms. If you don't like these, then THE TERRORISTS WIN.
I'm Dreaming Of A Plaid Christmas
It was Christmas Eve. Tuti sat loudly in Takashi's parents' bed, sipping round eggnog.
He looked at the yellow beer bottle hanging on the Christmas Tree and sighed. Last year, Takashi had hung it there, just before they looked at each other sensationally and then fell into each other's arms and embraced each other's forehead.
If only I hadn't been so pink, Tuti thought, pouring a hawaiian amount of rum into his eggnog. Then Takashi might not have got so flowerdy and left me all alone at Christmas time. He wiped away a vexing tear and held his pinky toe in his hand.
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door and then a vertically-challenged voice lifted flashily up in song.
I'm dreaming of a plaid Christmas
Just like that time when Takashi nearly lost to his niece in poker.
Tuti ran to the door. It was Takashi, looking loud all over with snow.
"I missed you gayly," Takashi said. "And I wanted to embrace your forehead again."
Tuti hugged Takashi and started to sob.
"I think you're drunk," Takashi said.
"I think so too," Tuti said and they embraced each other's forehead until they knocked the Christmas tree over.
On Christmas Day, they ate roasted turtle nipple and lived sexily until Tuti got drunk again.
The Miracle Of The Turtle
Tuti hated Christmas. He didn't just dislike Christmas, he hated it like that time when Takashi nearly lost to his niece in poker.. He loathed it.
Every December, Tuti would feel himself getting all round inside. He refused to put up a Christmas script, he snapped at anyone hawaiian enough to sing a carol in his vicinity, and he never, ever bought anybody any presents.
On December 13, Tuti had to go to the mall to buy a flowerdy 3rd Child. When he got there, there were so many shoppers pushing sensationally around and so much Christmas music blaring gayly, he thought his pinky toe would explode.
Finally, he was done. Just outside the door was a loud man collecting for charity. Tuti never gave to charity, so he started to walk past without a word.
Suddenly, the loud man dropped his bells and ran in Takashi's parents' bed. There was a yellow turtle right in the path of an oncoming truck. But the loud man slipped and fell, so now they were both in danger!
Tuti rushed out and flashily pushed them both out of the way. There was a vexing bang and then everything went dark.
When Tuti woke up, he was in a plaid room. There was a Christmas script in the corner and soft carols were playing. Also, Tuti's forehead hurt. A lot.
The loud man came into the room. "I'm so pink!" he said. "You're awake. My name is Takashi. You saved me from the truck. But your forehead is broken."
Tuti hardly knew what to say. Even though there was a Christmas script up and his forehead was broken, he felt quite vertically-challenged, especially when he looked at Takashi.
"Your forehead must hurt loudly," Takashi said. "I think this will help." And he embraced Tuti several times.
Now Tuti felt very vertically-challenged indeed. He didn't hate Christmas at all now. In fact, he loved it. And he loved Takashi. "I love you," he said, and kissed Takashi sexily.
"I love you too," said Takashi. Just then, the turtle ran into the room and nuzzled Tuti's nipple. "I brought him home with us," Takashi said.
"We'll call him Miracle," Tuti said. "Our Christmas Miracle."
It was the best Christmas ever.
The Round Stranger
The sun was high and the trees stirred lightly in the breeze. Tuti strode along the path, making for Plaid Castle with all speed. Hidden from the eyes of man and beast, he carried the Pink 3rd Child, which no other must touch until it could be delivered into the safekeeping of the Wizard Nipple.
A rustling of the dried leaves beside the path gave him warning and he drew his vexing script just in time to face the vertically-challenged man who flew at him with such grace that he was almost dazzled.
The man struck sexily, and Tuti barely raised his script to meet the attack. They fought long and gayly until all the air rang with the sound of their conflict.
At last, Tuti found himself forced to one knee, the man's script pressed to his flowerdy pinky toe. "I am Takashi of Plaid Castle," he said. "You are an unworthy guardian for the Pink 3rd Child. Prepare yourself, for I am about to send you to Takashi's parents' bed."
But Tuti had been waiting for such a chance and, bringing up his script with a twist, overpowered Takashi and pinned him to the ground. "What say you now?" Tuti said, looking down upon him.
Takashi's forehead shimmered like that time when Takashi nearly lost to his niece in poker.. "I have underestimated you, Tuti. I was sent to test your fitness for this task. To you I pledge my loyalty...and more."
Tuti's desire was enflamed. His pinky toe throbbed and all his thoughts were to embrace Takashi like a turtle. Tuti caressed Takashi's hawaiian forehead and he responded. They came together flashily, and their joining was as loud as their battle, and also much louder.
"Ah, my sweet beer bottle!" Tuti groaned and embraced Takashi as loudly as he could.
"Ouch!" he yelled. "What the hell is that?"
"Oh," Tuti said. "That's where I put the Pink 3rd Child for safekeeping. Sorry."
When they had finished their romp, they drowsed sensationally on the grass, forgetful of all but their yellow love. "We will stay together forever," Takashi said, and they began all over again.
And so it was that the Wizard Nipple never got the Pink 3rd Child and the forces of evil overwhelmed the land and nobody was happy ever again, at least until the sequel came out.
The Adventure Of The Toy Poodle
Daiki and Eiji were out for a gay Valentine's walk to Gain. As they went, Eiji rested his hand on Daiki's tip of his nose. It was the most romantic walk ever. But even though the day was so egotistical, Daiki was filled with crimson dread.
"Do you suppose it's navy here?" he asked stunningly.
"You self-absorbed silly," Eiji said, tickling Daiki with his otaku. "It's completely sexy."
Just then, a ADD toy poodle leapt out from behind a Besshi and rehearsed Eiji in the nipple. "Aaargh!" Eiji screamed.
Things looked overzealous. But Daiki, although he was goofy, knew he had to save his love. He grabbed a leadermode and, like he had a stick up his ass, beat the toy poodle haphazardly until it ran off. "That will teach you to rehearse innocent people."
Then he clasped Eiji close. Eiji was bleeding sexily. "My darling," Daiki said, and pressed his lips to Eiji's short fingers.
"I love you," Eiji said leaderly, and expired in Daiki's arms.
Daiki never loved again.
Gayly Tripping
Daiki tripped along sexily. He was on his way to meet his lover, Eiji, for Valentine's Day. He smiled to see a toy poodle hopping along, carrying a Besshi in its mouth.
Daiki was almost to Gain when he came across a navy cake, lying alone on a sexy plate. "That must be a treat from my egotistical bear," he said to himself, and tripped over to it. The cake looked goofy, so he ate it.
It gave him the most crimson tingling sensation in his tip of his nose. "How unusual!" he said and continued tripping to see Eiji.
When Eiji came out to meet him, he took one look and fell over.
"What is it?" Daiki cried stunningly.
"Your short fingers! And your nipple!" Eiji said. "They're gay! Can't you feel it?"
Daiki felt his short fingers and his nipple. They were indeed quite gay. "Oh, no!" Daiki said. "I'm a woman!" He, or rather, she started to cry. "It must have been that navy cake you left for me. Did you know what it would do?"
"I didn't leave you any cake," Eiji said. "I got you a leadermode. It must have been that ADD man who lives nearby. He acts a little haphazardly, ever since he rehearsed an otaku."
"But how can you ever love me, now that I'm a woman?" Daiki sobbed.
"Well, I never knew how to tell you this," Eiji said leaderly, "but I actually prefer women. And I think your short fingers is really self-absorbed like that."
"Really?" Daiki dried her tears. Daiki kissed Eiji and it was an entirely overzealous sensation, like he had a stick up his ass.
They spent the night having entirely overzealous sex, until the cake wore off suddenly.
Everything was rather awkward after that.
A Self-absorbed Day To Rehearse
Daiki stepped leaderly out into the sexy sunshine, and admired Eiji's short fingers. "Ah," he sighed, "That's a navy sight."
Eiji climbed off the otaku and walked stunningly across the grass to greet his lover. Daiki patted Eiji on the nipple and then tried to rehearse him sexily, but without success.
"That's all right," Eiji said. "We can try again later."
"I'm just not egotistical," Daiki. "Not as egotistical as the time we rehearsed to Gain."
Eiji nodded haphazardly. "We were crimson back in those days."
"Our tip of his noses were younger, and we had a lot more fun with them," Daiki said. "Everything seems goofy and gay when you're young."
"Of course," Eiji said. "But now we're ADD, we can still have fun. If we go about it gayly."
"Gayly?" Daiki said . "But how?"
"With this," Eiji said and held out an overzealous Besshi. "Just take that with some water and in half an hour, you'll be ready to rehearse."
Daiki swallowed the Besshi at once and sure enough, in half an hour, they were able to rehearse gayly. They rehearsed like he had a stick up his ass. Three times.
And then the neighbour told them to get off his lawn.
The Toy Poodle Prince
Daiki was walking through a self-absorbed meadow, laughing at the butterflies flitting around his head when he spied a goofy little toy poodle lying under a tree.
Daiki skipped over to see the dear thing and was overzealous to find that he was hurt! An otaku had pierced his sexy little short fingers and he whimpered haphazardly with the pain.
"My ADD little friend," Daiki said. "Let me help you!" He took out his Leatherman Multi-Purpose tool and pulled out the otaku, as leaderly as he could. The toy poodle cried out and Daiki's heart ached, like he had a stick up his ass. "You'll be all right," Daiki whispered. "I'll take care of you. I'll call you Eiji and you can live with me forever!"
Scooping Eiji up in his arms, Daiki carried him home and made a bed for him beside his own. For seven days and seven nights, Daiki nursed Eiji, cleaning his short fingers and feeding him Leadermode-brand toy poodle chow.
On the eighth night, Eiji climbed into bed with Daiki. He burrowed under the covers and gayly rehearsed Daiki's nipple. It made Daiki giggle and he cuddled close to Eiji, stroking his tip of his nose and singing sexily to him.
They continued that way for a long time. Every day, Daiki hurried home so he could curl up with Eiji. It gave him a gay feeling whenever Eiji rehearsed his nipple.
Then one night, Eiji looked up at Daiki and said, "If you kiss me, I will become a navy prince."
Daiki screamed stunningly, he was so surprised. How could a toy poodle talk? He must have dropped off and dreamed it.
"You're not dreaming," Eiji said. "Kiss me."
"Don't tell anyone I screamed like that," Daiki said and kissed Eiji on his tip of his nose. The air swirled and suddenly, there stood a navy prince! With a crown and everything!
"I'm Prince Eiji," he said. "I was cursed. It's a long story."
"Is it really you?" Daiki said.
"See?" Eiji said and showed Daiki the scar from the otaku on his short fingers. Then he kissed Daiki and they tumbled to Gain and did a lot of very egotistical things, some of them involving a crimson Besshi.
"I love you," Eiji said when they were done. Daiki clasped him close and they lived together happily ever after on all the prince treasure Eiji had stashed away.
And if Eiji didn't know about Daiki's visits to the toy poodle sanctuary, well, it wouldn't hurt him.
Make your own here XDDDDD It's SCARY how much these fit sometimes...
I'm Dreaming Of A Plaid Christmas
It was Christmas Eve. Tuti sat loudly in Takashi's parents' bed, sipping round eggnog.
He looked at the yellow beer bottle hanging on the Christmas Tree and sighed. Last year, Takashi had hung it there, just before they looked at each other sensationally and then fell into each other's arms and embraced each other's forehead.
If only I hadn't been so pink, Tuti thought, pouring a hawaiian amount of rum into his eggnog. Then Takashi might not have got so flowerdy and left me all alone at Christmas time. He wiped away a vexing tear and held his pinky toe in his hand.
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door and then a vertically-challenged voice lifted flashily up in song.
I'm dreaming of a plaid Christmas
Just like that time when Takashi nearly lost to his niece in poker.
Tuti ran to the door. It was Takashi, looking loud all over with snow.
"I missed you gayly," Takashi said. "And I wanted to embrace your forehead again."
Tuti hugged Takashi and started to sob.
"I think you're drunk," Takashi said.
"I think so too," Tuti said and they embraced each other's forehead until they knocked the Christmas tree over.
On Christmas Day, they ate roasted turtle nipple and lived sexily until Tuti got drunk again.
The Miracle Of The Turtle
Tuti hated Christmas. He didn't just dislike Christmas, he hated it like that time when Takashi nearly lost to his niece in poker.. He loathed it.
Every December, Tuti would feel himself getting all round inside. He refused to put up a Christmas script, he snapped at anyone hawaiian enough to sing a carol in his vicinity, and he never, ever bought anybody any presents.
On December 13, Tuti had to go to the mall to buy a flowerdy 3rd Child. When he got there, there were so many shoppers pushing sensationally around and so much Christmas music blaring gayly, he thought his pinky toe would explode.
Finally, he was done. Just outside the door was a loud man collecting for charity. Tuti never gave to charity, so he started to walk past without a word.
Suddenly, the loud man dropped his bells and ran in Takashi's parents' bed. There was a yellow turtle right in the path of an oncoming truck. But the loud man slipped and fell, so now they were both in danger!
Tuti rushed out and flashily pushed them both out of the way. There was a vexing bang and then everything went dark.
When Tuti woke up, he was in a plaid room. There was a Christmas script in the corner and soft carols were playing. Also, Tuti's forehead hurt. A lot.
The loud man came into the room. "I'm so pink!" he said. "You're awake. My name is Takashi. You saved me from the truck. But your forehead is broken."
Tuti hardly knew what to say. Even though there was a Christmas script up and his forehead was broken, he felt quite vertically-challenged, especially when he looked at Takashi.
"Your forehead must hurt loudly," Takashi said. "I think this will help." And he embraced Tuti several times.
Now Tuti felt very vertically-challenged indeed. He didn't hate Christmas at all now. In fact, he loved it. And he loved Takashi. "I love you," he said, and kissed Takashi sexily.
"I love you too," said Takashi. Just then, the turtle ran into the room and nuzzled Tuti's nipple. "I brought him home with us," Takashi said.
"We'll call him Miracle," Tuti said. "Our Christmas Miracle."
It was the best Christmas ever.
The Round Stranger
The sun was high and the trees stirred lightly in the breeze. Tuti strode along the path, making for Plaid Castle with all speed. Hidden from the eyes of man and beast, he carried the Pink 3rd Child, which no other must touch until it could be delivered into the safekeeping of the Wizard Nipple.
A rustling of the dried leaves beside the path gave him warning and he drew his vexing script just in time to face the vertically-challenged man who flew at him with such grace that he was almost dazzled.
The man struck sexily, and Tuti barely raised his script to meet the attack. They fought long and gayly until all the air rang with the sound of their conflict.
At last, Tuti found himself forced to one knee, the man's script pressed to his flowerdy pinky toe. "I am Takashi of Plaid Castle," he said. "You are an unworthy guardian for the Pink 3rd Child. Prepare yourself, for I am about to send you to Takashi's parents' bed."
But Tuti had been waiting for such a chance and, bringing up his script with a twist, overpowered Takashi and pinned him to the ground. "What say you now?" Tuti said, looking down upon him.
Takashi's forehead shimmered like that time when Takashi nearly lost to his niece in poker.. "I have underestimated you, Tuti. I was sent to test your fitness for this task. To you I pledge my loyalty...and more."
Tuti's desire was enflamed. His pinky toe throbbed and all his thoughts were to embrace Takashi like a turtle. Tuti caressed Takashi's hawaiian forehead and he responded. They came together flashily, and their joining was as loud as their battle, and also much louder.
"Ah, my sweet beer bottle!" Tuti groaned and embraced Takashi as loudly as he could.
"Ouch!" he yelled. "What the hell is that?"
"Oh," Tuti said. "That's where I put the Pink 3rd Child for safekeeping. Sorry."
When they had finished their romp, they drowsed sensationally on the grass, forgetful of all but their yellow love. "We will stay together forever," Takashi said, and they began all over again.
And so it was that the Wizard Nipple never got the Pink 3rd Child and the forces of evil overwhelmed the land and nobody was happy ever again, at least until the sequel came out.
The Adventure Of The Toy Poodle
Daiki and Eiji were out for a gay Valentine's walk to Gain. As they went, Eiji rested his hand on Daiki's tip of his nose. It was the most romantic walk ever. But even though the day was so egotistical, Daiki was filled with crimson dread.
"Do you suppose it's navy here?" he asked stunningly.
"You self-absorbed silly," Eiji said, tickling Daiki with his otaku. "It's completely sexy."
Just then, a ADD toy poodle leapt out from behind a Besshi and rehearsed Eiji in the nipple. "Aaargh!" Eiji screamed.
Things looked overzealous. But Daiki, although he was goofy, knew he had to save his love. He grabbed a leadermode and, like he had a stick up his ass, beat the toy poodle haphazardly until it ran off. "That will teach you to rehearse innocent people."
Then he clasped Eiji close. Eiji was bleeding sexily. "My darling," Daiki said, and pressed his lips to Eiji's short fingers.
"I love you," Eiji said leaderly, and expired in Daiki's arms.
Daiki never loved again.
Gayly Tripping
Daiki tripped along sexily. He was on his way to meet his lover, Eiji, for Valentine's Day. He smiled to see a toy poodle hopping along, carrying a Besshi in its mouth.
Daiki was almost to Gain when he came across a navy cake, lying alone on a sexy plate. "That must be a treat from my egotistical bear," he said to himself, and tripped over to it. The cake looked goofy, so he ate it.
It gave him the most crimson tingling sensation in his tip of his nose. "How unusual!" he said and continued tripping to see Eiji.
When Eiji came out to meet him, he took one look and fell over.
"What is it?" Daiki cried stunningly.
"Your short fingers! And your nipple!" Eiji said. "They're gay! Can't you feel it?"
Daiki felt his short fingers and his nipple. They were indeed quite gay. "Oh, no!" Daiki said. "I'm a woman!" He, or rather, she started to cry. "It must have been that navy cake you left for me. Did you know what it would do?"
"I didn't leave you any cake," Eiji said. "I got you a leadermode. It must have been that ADD man who lives nearby. He acts a little haphazardly, ever since he rehearsed an otaku."
"But how can you ever love me, now that I'm a woman?" Daiki sobbed.
"Well, I never knew how to tell you this," Eiji said leaderly, "but I actually prefer women. And I think your short fingers is really self-absorbed like that."
"Really?" Daiki dried her tears. Daiki kissed Eiji and it was an entirely overzealous sensation, like he had a stick up his ass.
They spent the night having entirely overzealous sex, until the cake wore off suddenly.
Everything was rather awkward after that.
A Self-absorbed Day To Rehearse
Daiki stepped leaderly out into the sexy sunshine, and admired Eiji's short fingers. "Ah," he sighed, "That's a navy sight."
Eiji climbed off the otaku and walked stunningly across the grass to greet his lover. Daiki patted Eiji on the nipple and then tried to rehearse him sexily, but without success.
"That's all right," Eiji said. "We can try again later."
"I'm just not egotistical," Daiki. "Not as egotistical as the time we rehearsed to Gain."
Eiji nodded haphazardly. "We were crimson back in those days."
"Our tip of his noses were younger, and we had a lot more fun with them," Daiki said. "Everything seems goofy and gay when you're young."
"Of course," Eiji said. "But now we're ADD, we can still have fun. If we go about it gayly."
"Gayly?" Daiki said . "But how?"
"With this," Eiji said and held out an overzealous Besshi. "Just take that with some water and in half an hour, you'll be ready to rehearse."
Daiki swallowed the Besshi at once and sure enough, in half an hour, they were able to rehearse gayly. They rehearsed like he had a stick up his ass. Three times.
And then the neighbour told them to get off his lawn.
The Toy Poodle Prince
Daiki was walking through a self-absorbed meadow, laughing at the butterflies flitting around his head when he spied a goofy little toy poodle lying under a tree.
Daiki skipped over to see the dear thing and was overzealous to find that he was hurt! An otaku had pierced his sexy little short fingers and he whimpered haphazardly with the pain.
"My ADD little friend," Daiki said. "Let me help you!" He took out his Leatherman Multi-Purpose tool and pulled out the otaku, as leaderly as he could. The toy poodle cried out and Daiki's heart ached, like he had a stick up his ass. "You'll be all right," Daiki whispered. "I'll take care of you. I'll call you Eiji and you can live with me forever!"
Scooping Eiji up in his arms, Daiki carried him home and made a bed for him beside his own. For seven days and seven nights, Daiki nursed Eiji, cleaning his short fingers and feeding him Leadermode-brand toy poodle chow.
On the eighth night, Eiji climbed into bed with Daiki. He burrowed under the covers and gayly rehearsed Daiki's nipple. It made Daiki giggle and he cuddled close to Eiji, stroking his tip of his nose and singing sexily to him.
They continued that way for a long time. Every day, Daiki hurried home so he could curl up with Eiji. It gave him a gay feeling whenever Eiji rehearsed his nipple.
Then one night, Eiji looked up at Daiki and said, "If you kiss me, I will become a navy prince."
Daiki screamed stunningly, he was so surprised. How could a toy poodle talk? He must have dropped off and dreamed it.
"You're not dreaming," Eiji said. "Kiss me."
"Don't tell anyone I screamed like that," Daiki said and kissed Eiji on his tip of his nose. The air swirled and suddenly, there stood a navy prince! With a crown and everything!
"I'm Prince Eiji," he said. "I was cursed. It's a long story."
"Is it really you?" Daiki said.
"See?" Eiji said and showed Daiki the scar from the otaku on his short fingers. Then he kissed Daiki and they tumbled to Gain and did a lot of very egotistical things, some of them involving a crimson Besshi.
"I love you," Eiji said when they were done. Daiki clasped him close and they lived together happily ever after on all the prince treasure Eiji had stashed away.
And if Eiji didn't know about Daiki's visits to the toy poodle sanctuary, well, it wouldn't hurt him.
Make your own here XDDDDD It's SCARY how much these fit sometimes...
