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マジLOVE1000%歌ってみた ((+7 ARE YOU CRAZY?!)) why yes I am crazy

indigoredroulette — Sat, 25 May 2013 10:33:41 +0800

マジLOVE1000%歌ってみた ((+7 ARE YOU CRAZY?!))

why yes I am crazy

オルフェ歌ってみた ((+7 LOL)) tonguetwisting at its best

indigoredroulette — Sat, 25 May 2013 10:32:31 +0800

オルフェ歌ってみた ((+7 LOL))

tonguetwisting at its best

未来地図歌ってみた ((+7 TEMPO LOL)) why yes I am insane

indigoredroulette — Sat, 25 May 2013 10:21:00 +0800

未来地図歌ってみた ((+7 TEMPO LOL))

why yes I am insane

Dance Evolution: Maji Love 1000% My attemp on it lololololol...

indigoredroulette — Wed, 27 Mar 2013 00:46:36 +0800

Dance Evolution: Maji Love 1000%

My attemp on it lololololol lots of flailing and shit orz

Kisses ; KuroBasu ; Aomine+Kise

indigoredroulette — Sun, 10 Mar 2013 04:03:16 +0800

Title: Kisses
Author: Kitska
Character(s)|Pairing(s): Aomine Daiki, Kise Ryota, Momoi Satsuki
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Summary: Kise likes kisses.
Author’s Notes: This is part of my attempt to do a drabble a day for the whole month of March. Day 3 prompt: Kisses

—-

Kise likes kisses. Cheek kisses, forehead kisses, air kisses, back-of-the-hand kisses, under-the-mistletoe kisses. Sometimes his fans would dub him Kiss-kun, and clamour around him whenever they got the chance to, wondering who and where he’ll kiss next, all starry eyes and hopeful glances.

The few girls who were lucky to date him had the privilege of lip kisses, but all of them were closed mouthed. Frivolous he may be, Kise thought the idea of sharing spit was just gross and weird. Sometimes he wondered if that was the reason why the girls he went out with never lasted past the third date. Or perhaps he was bored of them, the way he was with many other things.

Things changed once Aomine came into the picture. No one caught his attention the way Aomine did, both literally and figuratively. A hit to the head by a basketball was one thing, not being able to copy Aomine’s skills was another. Kise thought he had finally met the answer to his boredom, and another thing he could be passionate about.

He forgot about girls and dating, so much so that Momoi asked him, jokingly, if he’d ever go back to being a flirty part-time model and woo all the girls’ skirts off. He laughed it off and pushed the thought aside, thinking nothing of it and just focusing on his basketball.

“Ki-chan, you’re always asking Dai-chan out for a 1-on-1,” Momoi pointed out after practice one day, smiling secretively when Kise stopped to stare at her, head tilted curiously. “Have you won once, or is Dai-chan still whooping your ass?”

The blond pouted and flailed a little, cheeks colouring pink as his manager giggled. “Momoicchi, hidoi-ssu! I’m gonna beat Aominecchi one day, just you wait!”

The creepy plotting smile on Momoi’s lips went unnoticed by Kise, as she giggled again and leaned up to whisper in his ear. “Well~ I know one way to throw him off guard, but you mustn’t tell anyone else.”

That caught Kise’s attention immediately, and he leaned down to let Momoi whisper her plan. Golden eyes widened when he heard what he had to do, and he straightened up quickly, shaking his head.

“Muri muri muri muri muri muri muri-ssu! Momoicchi, Aominecchi will hate me if I do it!”

“Oh trust me, he won’t. In fact, I think he might just enjoy it.”

“Eeeeh, you sure?”

“Absolutely positive!”

Momoi had suggested he execute his plan tomorrow, while they’re having their 1-on-1 session. Kise was nervous and jittery, but Aomine chalked it up to Kise just being his normal excitable self.

“Aominecchi! 1-on-1, play with me!”

“Tche, I’ll make you cry.”

“I’m not going to cry! I’m going to win this round just you wait!”

Their first round ended like any normal game they played together, with Aomine trashing the court and Kise sprawled on the floor gasping for breath. Smirking triumphantly, Aomine leaned over where Kise was lying down, perspiration dripping off his brow.

“C’mon, what’re you waiting for? I thought you said you’ll win this round, Kisee.”

“One more go!” Kise immediately yelped and reached out for Aomine, even though his muscles protested against the movements. “But first, help me up, I think my legs are turning into jelly…”

“You’re just a lazy ass,” Aomine muttered, holding out an arm for Kise to grab on to.

What happened next surprised Kise more than it did Aomine.

With one swift tug, Kise managed not only to get Aomine to fall, he also had aligned their heads together and initiated a kiss, clumsy but precise. At first the blond kept his eyes closed, anticipating the angry shove and disgusted glare sent his way, the scenario ending with Aomine not talking to him ever again.

He was surprised (and pleased) when Aomine merely grunted and tilted his head to accommodate Kise’s lips, his own parting slightly. Kise squeaked when he felt the inquisitive tongue prodding at his closed mouth, eyes flying open and meeting Aomine’s confident (and was that a hint of cockiness?) blue eyes.

Not one to lose, Kise parted his lips and pushed against the intruding tongue with his own, marvelling at how salty-sweet-umami Aomine tasted, like the teriyaki burger he had earlier on during lunch break. It felt strange having someone licking the insides of his mouth, and the notion of french kissing being gross was deleted from his mind.

“So the ‘Kiss-kun’ rumour is true,” Aomine drawled once they parted for breath, licking his lips lazily while Kise blushed profusely. “Needs more technique though. And a little finesse.”

“Aominecchi! That! You! Aaaaaaaah, I give up! I have to find another way to win Aominecchi!”

The loud laughter from his teammate only served to infuriate Kise more, and he pouted and shoved a basketball into Aomine’s hands. He wasn’t going to admit that he did like the little kiss; Aomine might just find him weird and not play with him anymore. “Another 1-on-1! Come on!”

“Heh, fine, but the loser has to buy dinner afterwards!”

“HIDOI-SSU!”

Kise loves kisses. Cheek kisses, forehead kisses, air kisses, back-of-the-hand kisses, under-the-mistletoe kisses. But most of all, he loves the little french kisses he steals from Aomine whenever the taller teen seemed to be distracted by something that wasn’t him.

Rain ; KuroBasu ; Midorima+Takao

indigoredroulette — Sat, 09 Mar 2013 00:38:08 +0800

Title: Rain
Author: Kitska
Character(s)|Pairing(s): Midorima Shintaro, Takao Kazunari
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Summary: The day his team lost was the day it rained heavily.
Author’s Notes: This is a part of my attempt to do a drabble a day for the whole month of March. Day 2 prompt: Rain.

—-

The day his team lost was the day it rained heavily.

Midorima believed in fate, in karma, in his horoscopes and lucky items. And thus it was, after that match, only natural to believe that the sky was crying with him, for his loss, for his failure to being victory to his new team.

Rainwater stung his eyes where his glasses were unable to shield, mixing with the saltwater stains on his cheeks until he couldn’t quite discern where the rain starts and his tears end.

It was his element after all; being a Cancer, water was his ally, thus he believed the world was comforting him, that he could do better, should do better for his next match.

His melancholic mood was interrupted when, of all people, Momoi called, though he should have known better. She was their ex-manager after all; she still keeps tabs on everyone, even after graduation. Hanging up on her proved nothing, as Aomine called him afterwards with her phone to rub it in. Of course, they’re now rivals. All of them are. No need for sentiments, not that Midorima had any.

“Ooooooooi, Shin-chaaaaaaaaaaan!”

Even with the sound of rain surrounding him, Midorima could hear Takao’s voice loud and clear, and it didn’t take long before his teammate found him thanks to his hawk eyes.

“Yo, Shin-chan!”

Takao quickly walked towards him, holding up the tarp they used to cover their method of transportation with as a makeshift shelter. “What are you doing out here without an umbrella, you’re gonna get sick- !! Chotto~”

Takao hopped closer, grinning like a loon. “Shin-chan~ are you crying?”

Midorima frowned and turned away, pushing his glasses up when they slipped down his nose. “I am not. It is because of the rain.”

With a light chuckle, the smaller teen reached up to cover his partner’s head with the tarp, still grinning that idiotic grin. “Really now~ Welp, the seniors are all gone, so don’t worry, you only have me as a witness, so go ahead, knock yourself out.”

“But I am not crying.”

“It must be pretty hard on you huh, your first loss…” Takao ignored Midorima’s protest and stepped even closer, so close that Midorima could feel the warmth from the other teen even through soaked jerseys. “Not getting the chance to turn the tables, and with such a close score too. I know how you feel, somewhat. So yeah, now’s a good time to cry.”

“I am not-“

“C’mon, Shin-chan. You’re only what, sixteen? Still a kid in the world’s eyes, na? Besides, crying is good for the body and soul.”

Takao glanced up when the rain started to let up, chuckling as he removed the tarp once the rain stopped and glancing up in awe. “Nee, did Oha-Asa predicted a rainbow after the rain?”

A scoff. “Oha-Asa does not do trivial predictions like that.”

“Well, look up and tell me what you see.”

Glancing up, Midorima allowed the tiniest of smiles to tug at the corners of his lips. Sure enough, there was a rainbow, albeit a faint one, barely seen amongst the gloomy grey clouds. “A rainbow, huh…”

“Yep. You know what they say about rainbows. Our luck’s gonna get better, I know it~”

“Tch. It’s just a rainbow, fool. A reflection of light that occurs naturally.”

“Aww, Shin-chan you’re no fun~” Takao’s laughter made Midorima frown, even as the raven-haired teen walked ahead, the tarp hanging off his back like a cape. “Na, Shin-chan, you think we’ll find a pot of gold when we get to the end?”

“There is no pot of gold at the end of a light phenomenon, Takao.”

“Hei-hei. Whatever you say, Ace-sama.”

Silence ; Uta☆Pri ; Tokiya+Otoya

indigoredroulette — Fri, 08 Mar 2013 01:02:07 +0800

Title:Silence
Author: Kitska
Character(s)|Pairing(s): Ichinose Tokiya, Ittoki Otoya
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Summary: Sometimes Tokiya wondered if Otoya would ever shut up.
Author’s Notes: This is a part of my attempt to do a drabble a day for the whole month of March. Day 1 prompt: Silence.

—-

Sometimes Tokiya wondered if Otoya would ever shut up. The redhead never stopped making some form of noise with his mouth; if he wasn’t talking, he was singing, if he wasn’t singing, he was humming, if he wasn’t humming, he was murmuring god knows what under his breath. Even at night, he wasn’t spared of the muttering because of Otoya’s sleep talking.

The only peace he could get was during classes or at his part time job, away from his noisy roommate. It was a good thing, but sometimes (not that Tokiya would admit it) he misses the background noise that was Otoya.

It got worse when they graduated as an idol group together with the other four boys and Haruka. The chattering went on non-stop, and coupled with Syo’s loudness, it was starting to give Tokiya a migraine. Not to mention he was stuck 24/7 with Otoya now that school’s over and they’re given a shared room as they continue with their careers.

“Nee, Tokiya! When’s our next performance? I wanna mark it out on our calendar.”

“Naa, Tokiya, have you seen my red shirt? The one I wore two days ago. I swore I left it there…”

“Tokiya, Tokiya, look! We’re on the cover page and centerfold! Isn’t it cool?”

“Tokiya~ Tokiya~”

Even bribing the redhead with food wasn’t enough to shut him up. Otoya talked in between mouthfuls of curry rice, played around with the Pocky sticks and laughed when Tokiya stuffed an onigiri in his mouth, saying something about his roommate spoiling him too much.

Running out of ideas and getting desperate to have his peace and quiet back, Tokiya went to Ren, as a last resort. Chuckling, the older teen suggested something that normally would have made Tokiya think twice.

But desperate times called for desperate measures, and Tokiya needed his peace back.

So, while Otoya was strumming his guitar and singing along to his new single, Tokiya gathered up the courage and strode over to where the redhead was, tapping lightly on his shoulder.

“Hmm, Tokiya, what is- nmph?!”

The stunned silence was worth it, as Tokiya leaned back after pressing his lips against Otoya’s for a full minute. The silence continued on for ten minutes after he went back to his work, and another five minutes more. It was half an hour past the time he kissed Otoya when the redhead finally spoke up.

“Tokiya?”

“Hnm?”

The younger teen’s cheeks were red, rivalling the colour of his hair, and he fidgeted, the guitar on his lap now. “W-why did you k-k-ki- uhm, why did you do that?”

“To shut you up, obviously. Your mouth never stops making noise, and it was getting annoying.”

“Oh.”

Another half an hour of peace and quiet, and Tokiya was enjoying himself when he felt a weight pressing down on the back of his chair. Turning slightly, he found himself face to face with a pouty Otoya.

“Nee, Tokiya… Does that mean I’ll only get kisses if I’m noisy?”

“… If you put it that way, yes.”

“Can I get kisses if I’m being quiet too?”

Tokiya stopped, not sure how to continue with this. His plan seemed to have backfired, or did it? It wasn’t as if he hated the other teen. On the contrary, he was quite fond of Otoya, strangely enough. Living with him for more than a year and enduring the habits, it surprised Tokiya at how much tolerance he had for Otoya.

He rethought the plan, and nodded slightly. “If you can keep quiet for the next hour, I’ll give you another kiss.”

Otoya brightened up immediately, then quickly ran back to his side of the room and busied himself with something Tokiya knew nothing of. With a shrug, he went back to his own work, the deal he made with Otoya slipping his mind.

Exactly an hour passed, and Tokiya felt the weight at the back of his chair again. Sighing, he turned around, only to find his mouth claimed by an eager Otoya. They kissed closed mouth for one minute, before Otoya leaned back and grinned.

“Another hour, another kiss right? I like this game, Tokiya~ I’ll keep quiet for the next hour too okay?”

When exactly this turned into a game for his roommate, Tokiya didn’t know, but as he had the silence he wanted, he wasn’t going to complain.

Netsujou SERENADE ; Uta☆Pri ; all pairings ; 6/?

indigoredroulette — Tue, 19 Feb 2013 01:25:00 +0800

Title: Netsujou SERENADE
Author: Kitska
Character(s)|Pairing(s): S Class, A Class
Rating: TBA
Warnings: Partial Genderbend AU
Summary: Rewind; back to the beginning. The S Class trio are now girls while Haruka’s a boy; they always have been and always will be. Would their relationship dynamics with their respective partners (though no longer roommates) differ, or would it be the same?
Author’s Notes: There will be a lot of headcanon made based on the S Class girls, and I’ll add them as a footnote where applicable. Name changes will be as follows: Ichinose ‘Ichiko’ Tokiko and Kurusu Shouka. Jinguuji Ren’s name will still be the same, though the only difference is that it would be written with the kanji for ‘love’ (‘Ren’ as in ‘ren-ai’). Same goes for Nanami Haruka.

—-

“Oi, Tokiko, here’s the magazine you wanted the other day.”

The raven-haired girl looked up from her scores just as Shouka returned to their room and handed the magazine over, muttering a soft ‘thank you very much’ under her breath. She ignored the tiny blond after that, leaving the magazine untouched as she continued on with her homework.

A few minutes later though, a loud tune - the opening for Kenka-Ouji - pierced through the silence, and Tokiko immediately turned around to glare at Shouka, who only shrugged and picked up her cellphone. “Kurusu.”

“Shouka-chan~ are you in your room right now?”

She flinched hearing her name being called in that manner, and was about to yell at Natsuki to stop calling her in that way when she could feel the heated glare coming from the other side of the room. She settled for hissing at him, going over to her bed and whispering harshly. “What do you want, idiot?”

“You’re rooming with Tokiko-chan right?”

“Yeah, and?”

“Great! Is she in the room right now?”

“Yeah. Why?”

“We’re heading over now~ Otoya-kun has something he wants to return to her.”

“Natsuki, are you an idiot? You know boys aren’t allowed in the girls’ dorm! The old man will catch you and send you for detention!”

“Eeh? There’s such a rule? But what if we have girls with us?”

Shouka paused to think, glancing over at Tokiko before she sighed. “Just don’t get caught, idiot.”

“That’s great~ see you in a while, Shouka-chan!”

“Don’t call me that!” Huffing, she tossed her phone aside and flopped onto her bed, inspecting her nails. “Oi, Tokiko.” She paused, then continued when Tokiko made a noise of acknowledgement. “Natsuki said some boy called Otoya wanted to see you and give you something. They’re coming over right now.”

Immediately the raven-haired teen tensed up, turned and stared at Shouka, then shook her head quickly. “No, no, please. Shouka, you know I don’t like people coming into our room. And they’re boys, on top of that. You know how I feel about boys.”

“Yeah yeah, they’re useless and rough and annoying.” The blonde waved her hand dismissively. “Don’t get your panties in a twist. I won’t let them in the room, don’t worry. Besides, it’s just Natsuki and that other boy Otoya, and a girl we both know, probably.”

“It’s still one too many people…” Tokiko sighed and turned back to her work. “And you don’t even know this Otoya. He might be a fanboy of my sister and he’s just using me to give her things.”

Shrugging, Shouka rolled onto her front and grabbed her manicure set from the bedside table. “You’re so pessimistic, Tokiko. Why can’t you think positive for once? That maybe this Otoya guy wants to see you instead of your sister.”

Tokiko sniffed delicately. “Highly unlikely.”

“Che. Suit yourself.”

Shouka busied herself with her nails whereas Tokiko went back to her work. It was only a while later when there was a knock on their room door, and the small blonde answered, quickly holding her hands out in front of her before Natsuki could give her their customary greeting. “If you ruin my nails, I won’t forgive you, idiot.”

Natsuki in turn simply laughed and bent down slightly to kiss her forehead, making her blush and push him away. “Maa, Shouka-chan, don’t worry, I won’t ruin them.” He glanced up, catching Tokiko’s gaze when she looked up curiously despite her initial reluctance. “Tokiko-chan, right? Otoya-kun is here to see you.”

Before Tokiko could say anything, a very familiar head of red hair poked from around the corner of the doorway, and Otoya grinned widely at her. “Aah! There you are, I’ve been looking all over for you.”

Without hesitation, he slipped past Natsuki and stepped into the room, going straight for Tokiko and holding out a book. “Here, you dropped this.”

While Shouka spazzed over Otoya’s forwardness and the intrusion, Tokiko looked down at the book, then sniffed and took it before turning back to her scores. “Thank you very much for keeping this safe for me,” she muttered, her head lowered in a slight nod. “Now please leave this room. You are breaking school rules just by being here.”

“Mou, Ichiko, that’s no way to thank the saviour of your book.” Ren’s voice could be heard loudly from the hallway, as she and Tomochika looked past Natsuki and shook their heads disappointedly at her. “No smiles, not even a kiss?”

Tokiko tensed up again, and before Otoya could even say anything, he was pushed out of the room unceremoniously, along with Natsuki. “Thank you. Now please leave or I will call Saotome-san and have all of you in detention,” she quickly said and shut the door without waiting for a reply. Turning back to Shouka, she sighed and shook her head. “If your friend insists on coming over again, make sure I am not in the room, alright?”

“Sure, sure, whatever.” Shouka waved her off, and peace in the room resumed.

—-

Outside, Natsuki and Otoya looked at each other, then at the curious faces of their little group, before smiling sheepishly. Masato clicked his tongue and shook his head, ushering Haruka off and quietly mentioning how it was none of their business and they shouldn’t have followed along, leaving Tomochika and Ren with the two males.

“That went pretty well,” Natsuki chuckled, then paused when Otoya glanced back at the door. “Hn, Otoya-kun? Something the matter?”

“Tokiko… Her ears turned pink,” he remarked, a bit of red creeping up on his cheeks, as he realised how rude he actually was a few minutes earlier. “Maybe she really didn’t like us invading her room like that…”

“Oh-ho…” Ren tapped her lower lip with a finger, a slow grin tugging at the corners of her mouth as she puts two and two together. “Hmm… Well, Shibuu and I have things to do, so we’ll see you boys around, kay? Oh, and Ikki?”

“Hai?”

The wicked grin on Ren’s face never faltered, even as she leaned over to whisper in Otoya’s ear. “I think Ichiko likes you, koinu-kun. As long as you don’t mention her sister to her, you’d be fine. And she loves music, so a good way to her heart is to sing for her, got that?”

Laughing when Otoya’s face turned redder than his hair, Ren patted his cheek lightly before turning back to hook her arm around Tomochika’s, tugging her best friend along and leaving the two boys alone.

Nanairo no Compass - Ichinose Tokiya [VA: Miyano Mamoru] This...

indigoredroulette — Thu, 31 Jan 2013 01:47:52 +0800

Nanairo no Compass - Ichinose Tokiya [VA: Miyano Mamoru]

This is another oneshot onekill, and I’ve pitched it higher to fit my voice range. orz I didn’t warm up before this so it’s damn shaky.

Tools: Garageband, and inbuilt mic for MacBook Pro. (Next time I’ll use my Rock Band mic to record. Gives better results)

F.O.V - Takao Kazunari [VA: Suzuki Tatsuhisa] Since I...

indigoredroulette — Sun, 25 Nov 2012 00:45:51 +0800

F.O.V - Takao Kazunari [VA: Suzuki Tatsuhisa]

Since I couldn’t quite do anything for my little hawk boy on his birthday, I decided to cover his image song as a one-shot one-kill, and it turned out better than I thought.

Tools: Garageband, and inbuilt mic for MacBook Pro. (Next time I’ll use my Rock Band mic to record. Gives better results)

Nyande ya ne? ; Uta☆Pri ; all pairings ; 8/?

indigoredroulette — Thu, 23 Aug 2012 02:54:35 +0800

Title: Nyande ya ne?
Author: Kitska
Character(s)|Pairing(s): ST☆RISH
Rating: TBA
Warnings: Excessive cuteness.
Summary: Otoya, Masato and Natsuki find cats in their dorm rooms.
Author’s Notes: It all started when I was wondering which breed of cats the whole team would be, and it ended up with this plot bunny.

—-

“So…” Otoya was the first to break the awkward silence, picking Tokki up and scratching lightly behind his ears. “What now?”

“I suppose we should encourage them to think of their most beloved person,” Natsuki answered, petting Mikan lightly before lifting him up slightly in the air. “Mikan-chan, who’s your beloved person? Try to think, and maybe we can get you human for a while.”

The ginger kitten mewled softly, blinking once before he closed his eyes to think. The boys and cats watched and waited, and after a few minutes, a soft pink glow surrounded Mikan and he morphed back into Shou, still in his pajamas.

“Aaah, you did it, Shou-chan!” Natsuki cheered, hugging his roommate tightly once the pink glow faded and Shou opened his eyes. “You’re human again!”

“Ack, Natsuki, you idiot, don’t squeeze!-” Shou gasped and pushed at the taller blond, trying to wriggle out of the death hug. “Need air, Natsuki!!”

“Shinomiya, I think that’s enough… affection for now,” Masato tried to reason with his classmate, smiling a little when the latter sighed and let go of Shou. The three boys turned to Otoya as Tokki meowed loudly, as if to ask how Shou did it.

“It’s like what that cat guy said, Tokiya.” Shou walked over and gently petted Tokki on the head. “Think of your most important person. For me, it’s my brother Kaoru.”

With a nod, the blue-grey cat closed his eyes and focused, and a pale indigo glow surrounded Tokki before he morphed into Tokiya. He didn’t realise he was still in Otoya’s arms until the redhead commented on it.

“Uwa, Tokiya, I didn’t know you were so light…”

Tokiya turned red at the comment and quickly but gently removed his person from Otoya, coughing and adjusting his clothes. Thankfully he had changed into his normal clothes before he came home; it wouldn’t do if his secret identity as HAYATO was revealed to his friends now. “I was thinking of my mother,” he said, when Otoya asked who he was thinking about.

“Well, that’s two out of three.” Natsuki rubbed his chin, a thoughtful look on his face before he turned to the remaining cat in the room. “Ren-kun, it’s your turn.”

Shiro mewled lazily and hopped onto Otoya’s bed, burying under the covers. Before anyone could stop him, a warm orange glow was seen through the white sheets, and sure enough, Ren’s bedhead emerged from under the sheets a while later.

“Well, Icchi and Ochibi were lucky this time,” he yawned, then turned to his two classmates with a frown. “Icchi, got any clothes I can borrow for the meanwhile?”

“Ren sleeps naked,” was Masato’s only explanation when the others turned to him for one. “Ichinose, I suggest you give him underwear as well.”

Tokiya sighed and shook his head lightly, rummaging through his closet for clothes before tossing them over to Ren. “We have to find a way out of this mess, and soon.”

“Yeah, but how?” Otoya scratched his head, still trying to figure out everything. “Cecil didn’t give us much detail on this…”

“Maybe we should call him again!” Natsuki suggested, then laughed sheepishly when he felt judging gazes from everyone in the room. “I mean, it is a start…”

Tokiya shook his head again. “And how do we do that? We do not know where he is, and as a cat, it’s harder to find him.”

“First things first though. We gotta find out how long we can stay human,” Shou interrupted, crossing his arms and thinking hard. “And we have to give some sort of explanation to Sensei tomorrow.” He shared a knowing with Ren and Tokiya; three S Class boys knew how strict Hyuuga was with attendance (Ren tested their teacher’s limit for the first few weeks when he kept skipping classes, and the detention after that wasn’t really worth the effort of skipping.)

“Kurusu is right.” Masato checked his watch, noting the time that had past since the three boys turned human. “I’ll keep time for now. Meanwhile, we have to think up of a plan for them.”

Otoya thought for a while, then brightened up. “Maybe Rin-chan can help! He’s best friends with Hyuuga-san, right?”

Natsuki smiled and nodded. “We can ask him, yes! But, are we telling him about the curse as well?”

That made everyone think again. Ringo may be able to handle fairy tales and such, but this… turn of events may be too much for their pink-haired teacher to handle.

Before anyone could say anything, Otoya’s stomach growled, interrupting everyone’s train of thought. “Oh, ahahaha, I kinda forgot to get food when we were at the cafeteria earlier. I think we should get something to eat first before we find Rin-chan.”

Netsujou SERENADE ; Uta☆Pri ; all pairings ; 5/?

indigoredroulette — Wed, 22 Aug 2012 04:27:46 +0800

—-

‘Dear Grandma, I think I’ve actually made friends from my class at Saotome Gakuen, three boys and a girl (Yes, she is really pretty. I’ll send you a photo of all of them when I can). I’m doing well right now. Tsukimiya-sensei has been really nice to me. Did you know that Tsukimiya-sensei is a famous okama? I didn’t, until Ittoki-kun told me about it. It’s really strange, knowing that he’s a man and yet he looks so pretty. He’s really convincing as a woman! Oh, I’ll send you a copy of my first audition tape when Tomo-chan and I are done recording it. Love you, Grandma. - Haruka’ - 20xx, Apr 26

—-

A week or so had passed by uneventfully at Saotome Gakuen, and surprisingly, the normally shy Haruka found himself with a small group of friends he never thought he’d be able to make. Aside from Tomochika, who was his idol-partner for the next semester, there was Otoya, his roommate who he finally warmed up to (after much coaxing from the taller redhead). After Otoya was Natsuki, who, in a completely random and awkward moment before one homeroom period, came up to Haruka, petted the composer on the head and compared him to a cute little puppy he once knew, making him blink confusedly much to the amusement of both Otoya and Tomochika. Haruka couldn’t exactly remember how he and Masato became friends - “only acquaintances”, Masato corrected him one day - but he remembered it was because of their shared love for the piano that brought them together.

The merry band of five were having lunch together one afternoon, only to be interrupted by a charmingly sweet voice. “Shibuu, who are your handsome friends and why haven’t you introduced them to me yet?”

All five of them looked up, and Tomochika grinned at Ren as the leggy blonde took the empty seat between the redhead and Natsuki. “Ren, so glad you can join us! Guys, this is-“

“Jinguuji Ren,” Masato interrupted Tomochika, earning him a glare from the aforementioned. “S Class, Idol course, third child and only daughter of the Jinguuji corporation, known for her sensual vocals, saxophone serenades and questionable fashion sense.”

“Hijirikawa, stop ruining it for everyone.” Ren’s glare turned into a pout when Tomochika laughed at the description, hitting her roommate on the arm roughly. “Shibuu, you’re not helping!”

“Sorry, my bad.” Tomochika snickered as Ren poked her side and continued to pout. “Okay, I assume you know Masayan for reasons I won’t ask until later. The one beside you is Shinomiya Natsuki, then there’s Ittoki Otoya, and Nanami Haruka.”

The remaining three boys nodded as Tomochika introduced them to Ren, afterwhich Otoya brightened up considerably. “Ren - ah, can I call you that? - uhm, since you’re in S Class, do you happen to know anyone named Ichinose Tokiko? I’ve been trying to ask around, but I don’t really know anyone in S Class, and that’s the only class I haven’t asked yet.”

“Oh, you mean Ichiko?” Ren smirked, crossing her arms under her chest (Masato scowled harder at that, while Haruka blushed and averted his eyes out of politeness; Natsuki and Otoya weren’t affected much, funnily enough). “Ichinose ‘Ice Queen’ Tokiko? What about her?”

Otoya pulled out the book he had been keeping since the day he ‘saved’ Tokiko from the soccer ball. “She dropped this when we first bumped into each other,” he explained, holding the book out towards Ren. “Could you please help me return it to her, Ren?”

Ren glanced down at the book, then back up to Otoya. “Hmm, where’s the fun in that? Why don’t you return it to her yourself?” Her smirk grew wider as Otoya’s cheeks started to redden a little. “Don’t tell me… you’re too shy to talk to her?”

Immediately Otoya shook his head. “No- no! Uh, I mean, well, I tried to find her but she’s really hard to find, yanno? It’s like she’s a ghost or something… first you see her, then you don’t, that sort of thing.”

Natsuki clapped his hands together suddenly, causing the whole table to jump and stare at him. “Tokiko-chan, I think I know where she stays!”

Otoya, Tomochika and Ren leaned in closer to Natsuki, the former looking expectantly while the latter two were in it just for curiosity’s sake. Haruka looked as confused as ever, while Masato feigned disinterest.

“Where’s her room, Natsuki?” Otoya voiced out the question on their minds, and Natsuki’s smile grew even brighter.

“She’s rooming with my Shouka-chan of course!” he announced with a sweet smile. “We can drop by her room after school’s over and see if Tokiko-kun is in too.”

“Sounds like a plan.” Tomochika nodded and turned to the others. “How bout it, guys? Let’s help Otoya find his Cinderella!”

hello^^ sorry if this has been asked already, but, were planning on continuing the "5 Things" story? It's really good and I was kinda disappointed when I didn't see any more chapters

indigoredroulette — Wed, 08 Aug 2012 01:12:04 +0800

aah, at the current moment I’m on an indefinite hiatus because life has caught up with me, but rest assured I will most probably finish the last chapter for 5 Things… once I get my writing groove back. ;v;

Hi! Was just wondering wether you had a link or something AmberAsh's fic - the one with the same title as 'Faces of Love: Roulette ; Uta☆Pri ; Tokiya/Otoya' - I can't find it. Also you mentioned an interview with Ren and Masato - did you write it or did she? Could you give me a link for it? Thanks!

indigoredroulette — Mon, 16 Jul 2012 01:17:41 +0800

Unfortunately FF.Net was being swept by vigilantes and her story was deleted. You might want to poke her on FF.Net for the fic, because I’m not sure if she managed to post it somewhere else. :3

ask-sclass: Syo: AND WE HAVE OPENED! Tokiya: …why do we have...

indigoredroulette — Sat, 16 Jun 2012 01:36:41 +0800

ask-sclass:

Syo: AND WE HAVE OPENED!

Tokiya: …why do we have to do this?

Ren: Because the lovely ladies should be allowed to ask questions from their favourite member, na?

[[ OOC: so, this is a new ask blog for Uta no Prince-sama, this time focusing on the S Class boys, Ichinose Tokiya, Jinguuji Ren and Kurusu Syo. Feel free to send asks, and they will answer accordingly. o/ ]]

opened up an ask blog! Time to test my RPing skills on Tumblr…

Worthless ; Loveless!Uta☆Pri ; Ren/Masato ; 2/?

indigoredroulette — Tue, 29 May 2012 01:34:00 +0800

Title: Worthless
Author: Kitska
Character(s)|Pairing(s): Hijirikawa Masato, Jinguuji Ren
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: TBA; harsh language, excessive use of headcanon
Summary: Jinguuji Ren thinks he understands the meaning behind their ‘name’. Hijirikawa Masato doesn’t agree.
Author’s Notes: Original idea by Kouga Yun. As with the original Loveless universe, children are born with cat ears and tail, a symbol of their virginity. Saotome Academy is still a school of the arts, but Shining conducts special classes to train Fighters in song battles rather than just simple word battles.

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The name first appeared on his chest when he was fourteen, a few months before his next birthday. Masato had frowned and tried to ignore it, but the damage was already done. He knew he couldn’t escape the inevitable; he would have to be the Sacrifice of a Fighter, like it or not.

When he was eight, he remembered asking his grandfather why his father was so harsh on him ever since he turned three. As the first born child, Masato learned that aside from being groomed as the heir of the Hijirikawa Corporation, he had also been subtly trained to endure the physical hardships a Sacrifice would face during Battles. However, he was never given the reason why he had to become a Sacrifice. He wasn’t even sure what a Sacrifice was supposed to do, or what Battles were; any and all questions he asked were ignored, and each time he dared to even flick his tail at his father, his training schedule increased tenfold.

A few months after his eleventh birthday, Masato held his newborn sister Mai in his arms. It was the first time in ages since he smiled from his heart, and the last time he would ever smile. His mother had fallen sick a few weeks after Mai’s birth, and she was confined to her room as doctors were called in to treat her to their best ability. There was nothing he could do but wait and see if fate was kind to his mother and his family.

Fourteen years and a few months since his birth, the word ‘worthless’ appeared over his heart, dark red and looking ready to bleed. Scowling, Masato’s cat ears flicked back and forth, the tip of his tail twitching in agitation.

“Worthless? Is this a joke? I am not worthless. I have proven myself as a capable heir. I will make Father and Mother proud of me.”

Worthless ; Loveless!Uta☆Pri ; Ren/Masato ; 1/?

indigoredroulette — Mon, 28 May 2012 03:14:00 +0800

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The name first appeared on his chest when he was fifteen, a few months after his birthday but before his father passed away. Ren thought it was appropriate for him, being the third-born son of the Jinguuji Corporation and never once acknowledged by his father, no matter how hard he tried. He wasn’t even sure if the head of the Jinguuji Corporation ever saw him as a real son; he was certain the old man hated him because of how he looked.

His nanny once told him, when he was seven and curious as to why he didn’t look like his older brothers, that he was an exact copy of his mother Renge, right down to the sapphire blue eyes and sunset blond hair. A mother he had never known, having died at childbirth. Ren had wanted to know more about her, but his father locks him in his room when he dared to ask, and even his brothers didn’t want to talk about it. Whatever information he had was told to him by his nanny, and even then that was few and far between.

It was only when he was twelve that he heard more about his mother, or as the maids put it, ‘that poor little nightingale’. From what he gathered, his mother wanted to be an idol, but before her audition, she fell in love with a recently widowed Jinguuji, who took her in as a new wife. Young and naïve, she became pregnant with her one and only son, and went for an audition one Christmas evening, hoping to further her career after she gave birth. News about her successful audition came one week before she was due, and in her excitement, she tripped and fell.

Ren was born a week premature on a cold Valentine’s morning. His mother passed away before she could hold him in her arms, and the only people to watch him draw breath was his oldest brother and his nanny.

His father never once looked him in the eye, and Ren never knew the exact reason why until he was twelve.

Fifteen years and a few months after his birth, the word ‘worthless’ appeared over his heart, dark red and looking ready to bleed. Ren’s cat ears pressed close to his head, his full brush of a tail twitching in annoyance.

“Tch. Worthless? What the hell is that even supposed to mean? I’m not worthless! I’m the third son of the Jinguuji corporation. I’m still useful to Father…”

Faces of Love: Roulette ; Uta☆Pri ; Tokiya/Otoya

indigoredroulette — Wed, 23 May 2012 00:40:00 +0800

Title: Faces of love: roulette
Author: Kitska
Character(s)|Pairing(s): Tokiya, Otoya; Tokiya/Otoya
Rating: PG
Warnings: All that fluff
Summary: After the interview with Ren and Masato, it’s time for another couple to answer the same questions. Let’s see how well Tokiya and Otoya fare in this interview.
Author’s Notes: This was inspired by AmberAsh’s fic of the same title, and I have taken the exact same questions she used in that fic. I hope she finds it alright!

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Bright carmine against deep indigo. From rivals to friends to lovers, it’s a wonder how two very different yet complementary individuals came together. The guitarist is bubbly and cheerful, whereas the singer is mellow and calm. Between a fast talking redhead and a quiet dark-haired teen is a love that goes beyond understanding.

Following the success of the interview with Hijirikawa Masato and Jinguji Ren, another couple from the up-coming idol band ST*RISH, Ittoki Otoya and Ichinose Tokiya, were given the chance to answer the same set of questions.

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What annoys you about each other?

T: Otoya doesn’t clean up after himself. And he keeps invading my personal space.

O: Tokiya nags too much.

T: I do not nag!

O: (laughs) Okay, okay. Tokiya complains about me a lot.

T: Otoya.

One thing you love about each other?

O: Whatever Tokiya does for me, he really means well even if it seems harsh to other people. I mean, Tokiya’s the best and I know he wants me to be the best too, so I really, really appreciate his efforts to help!

T: A…ah. (clears throat) Otoya is… well, he’s very enthusiastic. Simply put, his enthusiasm is contagious, so in a way, his willingness to learn inspires me to learn from him as well as teach him.

How did you guys meet?

O: It was during that time when we first entered Saotome Academy for a pre-term game session, just to get used to the school grounds. Ehehe, I actually mistook Tokiya for HAYATO that time.

T: And you were very vocal about it. (imitating Otoya’s voice) “Aaah! So it is the real deal! HAYATO da, HAYATO!” tte, was his very first words to me.

O: (sheepish laughter) Did I really sound like that?

What attracted you to each other?

O: Tokiya’s voice.

T: Otoya’s passion.

What was your first date like?

T: (glances at Otoya) I bet you don’t even remember our first date.

O: (pouts) Of course I do!

T: Well, when was it?

O: Uhm… it was on your birthday three years back-

T: No, that was the time we became ‘official’ to the press, according to Ren.

O: Heeeh… then when was it?

T: It was on your birthday the year before that, Otoya. I brought you to your favourite curry rice vendor, don’t you remember?

O: OH! (blushes) That was our first date?

T: Yes, it was.

When did you start calling each other by your first names?

O: On the very first day we met! We were supposed to be competing, A Class against S Class, but in the end Tokiya helped me.

T: It was only to save that damned cat. I didn’t have any intention to help you with the game.

O: Eh, really? (nudges Tokiya’s side.)

T: (blushes and pouts) Yes, it was!

Is infidelity a deal breaker?

T: (immediately) Yes.

O: (stays quiet, waiting for Tokiya to elaborate)

T: … Otoya?

O: Ah, I wanted to know why, Tokiya.

T: (hesitates for a while, then sighs) My father… he left my mother when I was very young, and I didn’t know why until I turned twelve, when she told me that it was because of another person that he left. (shifts uncomfortably)

O: … sorry, Tokiya.

T: It’s alright, Otoya.

O:Well, if Tokiya stays faithful to me, I’ll definitely stay faithful to him!

How do you deal with insecurities?

O: Uhm, the only time I felt really insecure was when I first heard Tokiya sing, and that was during the first audition rounds, but I was lucky Nanami was there to cheer me on!

T: Otoya. You’re not answering the question.

O: Eh? What was the question again?

T: (sighs) Otoya doesn’t deal with insecurities because he rarely feels that way. I, on the other hand, do not wish to answer the question, so let’s move on-

O: Why not? Tokiya, tell me, tell me!

T: No! I am not answering that question, Otoya!

O: … (pouts) Che. Stingy.

What makes you jealous?

T: When Otoya pays more attention to his guitar and curry rice than me. (pokerfaces)

O: Tokiya! That’s so mean! (blushing and flailing)

T: (smirks) I’m only joking, Otoya.

O: (pouts) Well, whenever Tokiya flirts with the fangirls, I get really, really jealous!

T: Otoya, you know I don’t do that.

Are you die-hard romantics?

T: No.

O: Yes! But it’s kinda difficult because Tokiya doesn’t like being romantic. Says it’s a waste of money and time.

T: Otoya, don’t put words in my mouth.

O: But you refused the candlelight dinner and the rose oil massages and the bathroom-

T: (blushes hard) T-that’s because I was too tired and I just wanted to sleep!

Who takes longer to get dressed?

O: We both take the same time, only because Tokiya keeps trying to match our clothing.

T: (nodding)

Who has more shoes?

O: (points to Tokiya)

T: Have you counted your soccer cleats and trainers as well?

O: Huh? (thinks and recounts in his head, then laughs) Ahaha, I do have more shoes!

Who hogs the bathroom more?

O: (points to Tokiya again)

T: I have my beauty regime to follow. It’s been a habit ever since I started performing in general. I keep the bathroom door unlocked, just in case Otoya needed to use the bathroom.

Who turns off the lights?

O: (was about to point to Tokiya, then pauses and raises his hand instead) Oh, me!

T: (chuckles) I can sleep with the lights on. He can’t.

Make-up tactics after a fight…

O: Uh…

T: We rarely fight. Otoya knows better than to get me angry.

O: Yeah! Tokiya’s really really scary when he’s angry.

Perfect ten? (We asked Ittoki-san and Ichinose-san to rate each other on a scale of 1 to 10. Here’s what they said…)

O: 1000!

T: (chuckles) Otoya. only numbers between one to ten are allowed.

O: Eeh… then Tokiya gets a 10.00!

T: Otoya gets 9.99-

O: Eeh?

T: -because he isn’t perfect, but he’s still my Otoya. (glances over and smiles a little)

O: (blushes and smiles back)

Future plans?

O: I’ve been donating to my old orphanage so that the children there are well taken care of, so I don’t think I have any other future plans.

T: I have no further plans, since I have achieved my dreams to become a well known idol under my own name. But I will be behind Otoya with everything I have.

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Netsujou SERENADE ; Uta☆Pri ; all pairings ; 4/?

indigoredroulette — Tue, 01 May 2012 02:53:00 +0800

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The week wasn’t going well for one Nanami Haruka. It’s already been a few days since he enrolled into Saotome Academy, thanks to his scholarship and the entrance exams, but being the countryboy he was, he could never get used to the big buildings and winding hallways of the school grounds, and even worse, his classmates weren’t really fond of him or treat him like a wallflower. It didn’t help that he was something of an average joe himself, even with his scholarship.

The first day was forgivable; he still had his map, and his homeroom teacher was kind enough to let him in even when he was a few minutes late.

On the second day however, his map was stolen by a cat, and he spent half an hour chasing it down only to realise he’s lost somewhere on the huge school grounds away from the main buildings. Panicking, he ran towards the nearest building - the Saotomate convenience store - and quickly asked for directions back to the classroom blocks. Thankfully, the manager was a nice woman, offering him a new map and something to snack on while he walked back.

The next couple of days went by peacefully, even with the announcement of the “No Romance” rule by both the Headmaster and his homeroom teacher. Haruka didn’t mind it, knowing that he’s here to study and not fall in love.

That was, until he was paired up with the prettiest girl in his class for their first composer-idol project courtesy of one random name generator. Already he could feel the envious glares from all his male classmates, and he gulped audibly and waited for the next period break just so he could hide in a closet and never come out.

“Nanami… Haruka-kun, right?”

He glanced up when his name was called, offering his new partner a shy smile. “Hello, Shibuya-san. I look forward to composing songs with you.”

She laughed, and Haruka ducked his head and blushed. Great, now she’s going to think I’m not worth her time…

“Maa, maa, you don’t have to be so formal with me, Haruka. Just call me Tomo.” Her smile grew, and she patted his shoulder lightly. “I’ll look forward to singing your songs. I know we’re going to be a great team.”

“I hope so.”