Da Heck dude..

It's not like I wanted you to bring the Earth and planet Pluto together.
I just wanted an answer!

Do you really love me?
Do you WANT me?
Do you think we can overcome the obstacles??

If you say "no" to any of those answers,
It's okay.
Because Bonda told me,
that means we're just not meant to be together.
And that I just should give up on you, on us.

Where do we stand?
Do you see a future for us?
Can we live a happy life?
Just give me an answer and I can have the courage to move on.

I just want you to talk to me,
Give me your word.
If you want me, or if you don't,
Just  give the answer to me straightforwardly.
Please.

I'll be truthful.
There is a guy wanting me to be his.
I don't know what to answer.
Because,
1)I still frickin' love you
2)I don't  know where we stand

I don't know whether I'm single or taken.
Should I feel good because someone likes me?
Or should I feel like I'm cheating on my lover?
I don't know what our situation is.
Why are you doing this to both of us?
What is your objective??

I WISH...

I wish I could turn back time.
When we were still kids.
And I would tail you wherever you go.
Because then I would know,
No one would dare to hurt me,
Physically, mentally, and emotionally.

I don't care if you blocked the view of the world from my eyes,
Because I know you're protecting me,
Preventing me to cry ever again,
But it was me who ran away from your protection,
Because I THOUGHT I could be independent,
But now look at me,
Always come flailing at you,
All the times,
Always.

Silver Pair (and other members)

As I go deeper,
there are so many things I realized I like about them,
the more characters I know,
the more I know about them,
the harder it is to let go.


Now my obsession turns to the Silver Pair.


It's not every day you see a soft,cheerful, happy, kind, nice,happy-go-lucky SEME 
and gangsta-like UKE, who, lo and behold..
are the SILVER PAIR,
the lovely, lovely Ootori Choutaroh and Shishido Ryoh.


I even composed a song for them.

Silver Pair, Silver Pair, lovely lovely Silver Pair~


Okay, it wasn't that good.
Nevertheless, now that I have a new roommate #3 (the girls keep telling me to be nice to her because she seems innocent, unlike the ones before), I can't browse yaoi websites often.


Now,I'm gonna blab about Choutaroh first.Or rather, the actor that plays Choutaroh.
Behold, KOJI DATE!!

Date is a dork. Or, I think he's a dork, but others might disagree. The most interesting part of Date's personality is the fact that he's modest to the degree of it being cute. He's not very outgoing unless he's amongst close friends, but he's still incredibly lovable because he's usually not aware of it.

To be honest, Date is slightly awkward. He smiles cutely and often uses random cute gesters such as waving like a five year old and smacking Kenken in the head. Other than that, Date has this habit of smiling awkwardly while looking at people. He often uses it when he's slightly awed and not sure of what to do or say. It's adorable.

Date is usually good natured unless Kenken is trying to stick his face in front of him (XD, but that's another story). Unfortunately for Date fans, he's not very much of a camera hog or attention whore, so it's hard to find a long clip of him backstage.

I think the reason I'm so interest in Koji-kun is because of the fact that he's usually mellow. He's more emotionally than the group of tenimyu actors put together, but that's what makes him all the more lovable.

Then we have Kamakari Kenta(KenKen). He takes the role of Shishido.Kenken seriously is cute. I personally think he's the best Shishido ever. Honestly I think he even doesn't look like Shishido that much (his feature is too smooth to be Shishido, even though the cuteness level is almost the same) but he's got this Shishido aura around him.

Well, damned if I didn't know that Kenken played Mikoto in Princess Princess D. As if I wasn't shocked enough to realize that Adachin(Kikumaru 2nd generation) and Takumi Saito (Ooshitari) were in there too.

But both of them are so cute~!!!I'm just going to post random pics of Hyotei regulars.

Compiling Hyotei gakuen in their school uniforms.Hot hot hotties..i'm melting~~

The always happy-go-lucky Takuya!!

Takumi,or Noel, or whomever you are, you will always be my Ooshitari.

Ryunosuke looks cooler if he smiles.:)

Our Ice Emperor, Kazuki-kun~!!<3

I never knew RuiRui was only 2 years older than me

BUT!!

But, sadly, I found out that unlike Yamabuki,St.Rudolph and Higa..

Hyotei, Rikkaidai (nooO~~~!!!!) and Shitenhouji also have their 2nd generations.

I WILL be biased, because NO ONE will sing better compared to Kazuki Kato!!He'll always be Atobe Keigo!!

Hyotei 2nd gen's musics are out of harmony.I don't like it. I don't like it one bit.

Roomate oh Roomate

THERE'S NOTHING TO SAY.
MY PRIVACY HAS BEEN INVADED.

SO I'M JUST GOING TO CRY IN MY SLEEP NOW.

oh Good God...

Lord...
I can't ask WHY does this happen to me..
it's like karma all over again...
I mean,
I  finally am SINGLE,
and I would like to focus to my life,
my study(it's a lie),
my family,
the girls,
the guys,
Amir,
and myself.

When Lappy was sick, I sent him to the computer service.
And I admit, the guy was kinda cute.
But it was just a compliment which I fully said it in my heart,
and I thought it was just a couple days fling!

I never even IMAGINE he would CONTACTED me!!
Well,when he first contacted I thought it was normal,
since repairers always ask whether the merchandise is usable or not.
But since then, there has been few calls.
And I started to question his purpose.
Tonight, when he called,
I asked him,starightforwardly(well,I am kinda straightforward person)
that does he always call his customers?
And the reply was not good.NOT GOOD AT ALL.

I mean, seriously dude!!

I AM OVER WITH THIS RELATIONSHIP THINGY!!!

AND I JUST GOT OVER A RELATIONSHIP!!

AND THEY COME SO FAST!!!

WHY???
WHY??
WHY?

I need Amir.

I can't sleep.

Halloween Party

I am so going to hell for ruining the "friendship image" of these two.
But last night, when I scrolled down searching for "Golden Pairs", I stumbled upon a blog who recommend a videoclip cut from doujinshi, pairing the "Golden Pair". I can't watch the vid, considering now I'm using IPG's line (damn!I can't download all the Jdos too!!wuwuwuwuw), I can't watch the vid. But I already told Adinda to download it for me.So I'm going to upload one of the pic I founded.(Eiji / Oishi's fans are out to kill me someday)

From this pic, I think the doujinshika is Kazuma Kodaka (Border,Kizuna:Bond of Love)

It's like a dream came true!!!!!!!!!!!weeeeeeeeeeeeee~~~~~~~~~~!!!!!!!!!!


And whenever I see the Golden Pair, I remembered Halloween Party. I don't know, it just occurred to me. Like the "Titanium Pair", I remembers beach. The "Silver Pair", I think I recalled Choutaroh's head.(well,their pair was nicknamed "Silver",which is similar to his hair color).The "Jimi's", I remember DUCK. Because Yanagizawa is practically a DUCK.Or so Ishida said.


Well, I loved this pair because their story was kinda similar to mine. You know, cliche childhood friends who, while growing up, develops feelings for each other.All that bla bla bla blaa...


So, in tribute to KIKUMARU EIJI and OISHI SHUICHIRO, the GOLDEN PAIR, I am going to make a drabble (not a fanfic) on Halloween Party!!!!!!!


Drabble #1


*****

The music had stopped. They were standing on the dance floor amidst couples, some still dancing, caught up in their own worlds where their own music played on, others were cuddling or whispering soft words of love to each other.

Ryoma could see Oishi-sempai and Kikumaru-sempai from the corner of his eye. Kikumaru-sempai had both arms around Oishi-sempai's neck, his head of wild red hair resting on Oishi's shoulder. Oishi leaned forward, towards his doubles partner, eyes full of meaning.

"Che," Echizen muttered under his breath. Another couple had moved to block his view. When they finally moved off, Kikumaru-sempai was blushing but beaming.

Those two were not shy about their relationship. They did not hide their affection from others the way Tezuka and Fuji did. Ryoma wasn't sure if he was supposed to be disgusted at such relationships. He didn't really feel disgusted. He didn't really feel anything special about them at all. After all, he wasn't the one in a relationship with them.


It was horrible,but bear with me a little.Hihihihihihi~~~~~`

Insecurity

I was the shortest in every people I hang out with.
The guys,..
my family...
the girls..(with exception of Said)

So the topic "height" is very very very touchy for me.

HIS height makes me insecure too.
Well, since we were kids, his height was no longer than an ant's tall from me.
But now?
I feel like I'm talking,walking, facing a giant,tall,skinny,buff guy.
And for a long time, it makes me insecure.
I wasn't just blabbing about the heights.
But also about other things.
Like will he change?
Will our relationship change?
Will I have to lose him?
Can I accept, or even comprehend?
I don't know, and I don't want to.
Because the thought itself was scary, so I blocked it from my brain.

And as per-yoozh, he saw everything,
past my insecurity and worrisome feelings,
says he likes it this way,
which was supposedly to make me feel better,
and it TOTALLY didn't,
but when I tried to get mad at him,
he touched my head and says "I could do this to you now that I'm way taller than you."
That's pretty good answer.

And now, because you said it's okay to be selfish,
I'll be as selfish as I can be.
Not worrying about my heights,
I'll only stretch myself up when I'm hugging you (not literally,coz' that's banned in our religion).

I love you,dude.

I SHOULD GET SLAPPED...

Fever's going down, thanks to Saba's nursing and my absence in class yesterday.
I mean, most of my friends are getting sick, except Jai and WHY AM I THE ONLY ONE WHO CAN'T GET OFF THE BED???(macam nazak sangat nih...)

Well,looking back at my stories, would I make profits if I sell them? I AM kind of short in money right now..but WHO would buy stories with a bunch of popular gays in it?(not real gays,I just made the fanfictions   of my favourite pairings.I know it's sick...but WHO THE HELL CARES???)

Secondly, while on the bed, I remembered the conversation in cafeteria a few days ago. We talked about Abid failed his Linguistics and I totally forgot, Yoong, who was there also, failed his Linguistics. Dila gave me a heads-up but I was late in catching up, and when I did, I was like "OHMAIGODOHMAIGODOHMAIGOD!!!!!!!!!!!" I am so sorry Yoong!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!I should kill myself....this is so embarrassing........

Waddaheck am I Doing..??

Semalam aku mimpi Dila beranak.
Dan dari mimpi tu,came an idea to write a fanfiction about PREGNANCY~~~!!!
p/s:I'm kinda in the middle of a fever right now, so everything I do and write is completely out of my consciousness.


TITLE: JAEJOONG PREGNANTS, YUNHO FAINTS
pairing: Youngwoong Jaejoong x U-Know Yunho

Catastrophe or Not?

WHAT?!?!

A high-pitched scream, not unlike the one emitted by a banshee on loudspeakers, rang throughout the entire area of the hospital. It jolted patients and nurses alike out of their respective wet dreams.

“WHAT?!?!” Again, Yunho all but howled.

Mildly irritated, the doctor whispered to the nurse at his side, “Even a ferret on steroids doesn’t make this much noise.”

The nurse nodded vigorously, her ears still ringing from the deafening, frantic shriek of the leader of Dong Bang Shin Ki.

Putting on a professional face, poker face having been perfected ages ago, the doctor said, “Yes, Mr. Jung.  You heard right the first, oh I don’t know, 28 times. Mr. Kim is, indeed, pregnant with your child.”

“You mean Jaejoong is pregnant?” Yunho tried to breathe deeply. It was no use, he was hyperventilating.

The doctor patiently answered a plaintive and tired yes.

“Jaejoong is pregnant... WITH MY CHILD?” Yunho was past the point of panic, he was actually beyond hysterics.

The doctor actually took a step back, wary of the crazed look in the singer’s eyes. “Yes, Mr. Jung. With your child.”

“But… Jaejoong… male… pregnant… my child. Male…Pregnant… with my child. Pregnant…” And just like that, Yunho crumpled to the ground.

With pity in his eyes, the doctor called for someone to bring smelling salts.

In the background, people were taking pictures frantically. It wasn’t everyday that you see the masculine leader of Dong Bang Shin Ki fall to the ground in a dead faint.

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“Hyung, hyung.”

Yunho dazedly tried to make sense of the voice calling out to him. It sounded like Changmin.

Opening his heavy eyelids, Yunho jerked his body upright into a sitting position.

Wrong decision.

Groaning, he clutched his head and said, “God, my head hurts like fucking hell. Must be because of the weird dream I just had.”

A pause rang out in the room. Yoochun, Junsu and Changmin all glanced at one another in worry.

Snorting, Yunho continued. “Would you get this? I dreamt that your Jaejoong-hyung was pregnant. With my child, no less. I mean, seriously. Jaejoong, pregnant? He’s a fucking guy. Even if we do fuck like crazy, there’s no way that he can get pregnant. That’s simply impossible. Such a weird dream. I’m glad I woke up when I did.”

Junsu, Changmin and Yoochun looked at one another with dread deeply entrenched on their faces. 

No one wanted to speak.

Yunho, a little bit bewildered with his dongsaengs reactions, asked, “Why are you all so quiet?”

Yunho directed this question to Junsu, fully expecting the other to answer but the dolphin boy only looked on helplessly. He didn’t want to be the one who burst the pretty bubble of Yunho. He was sure that the resulting scene wouldn’t be at all pretty and Junsu liked to keep things pretty, between shiny and sparkly that is. Naturally, he decided that Yoochun would answer it for him. His lover has never failed him before.

A light smile now curving his lips, Junsu beamed at Yoochun expectantly. Yoochun gulped nervously and opened his mouth to speak. The other three appeared to be hanging onto every single possible word that he may utter.

“Ahem, ahem.” Yoochun tried out first, causing Changmin to raise an eyebrow, Junsu to scrunch his face cutely and Yunho to lean forward on his bed excitedly.

Again, Yoochun went, “Ahem, ahem.” He always had a flair for the dramatics.

Impatiently, Yunho muttered. “Oh yes, I’m getting something from the ahem ahem’s. Want to know what the message I’m getting is? I’m getting AHEM AHEM. Fucking enlightening, don’t you think?”

“Ahehhe,” Yoochun giggled nervously and in a fit of nervous breath, said, “Hyung, Changmin will answer your question.”

“Oooooh,” Junsu uttered, “Wise decision. I knew there was a reason why I love you.”

“Yeah, better his ass than mine.” Yoochun said and then added stealthily to Junsu, “I don’t want to be castrated, I need it to fuck your delicious ass.” With that, he reached a hand and clutched the ever famous kamo butt, eliciting a gorgeous blush and a strangled yelp from Junsu.

Throwing a dirty look at Yoochun and Junsu, presently involved in a compromisingly delectable situation, Changmin muttered to himself, “They always make me do the dirty work.”

Facing the inevitable, Changmin took a deep breath and gathered all the considerable courage he had. “Yunho-hyung, that wasn’t a dream at all.”

“W-hat?”

Junsu, taking pity on their dongsaeng, stepped in at that moment, “Hyung, it was no dream. Jaejoong-hyung is pregnant… with your child.”

For the second time that day, Jung Yunho fainted.

Sighing, Yoochun reached a hand to poke Yunho’s cheek. “How are we supposed to tell him how it happened if he keeps fainting on us?”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Yunho blearily opened his eyes for the third time that day – once when he woke up, second when he fainted and now. The first sight his startled eyes met was the comically worried faces of his dongsaengs. All three of them were peering over him, worry etched on their faces and that started Yunho on his laughing spree.

“Oh no,” Junsu wailed unhappily, “I think all that shock has made Yunho-hyung insane. Who’s going to take care of Jaejoong-hyung and their baby?”

Yoochun was hanging onto every word that his lover was saying, whilst Yunho continued laughing and Changmin merely rolled his eyes at the overwhelming insanity that pervaded the room.

A determined look suddenly pilfered Junsu’s features and he struck a triumphant pose, his left arm raised towards the sky and said, “Don’t worry, Jaejoong-hyung! I’ll help you take care of the baby. Even with Yunho-hyung gone to the deepest ends of the earth, Su-su ah is still here. Don’t fret.”

A dreamy sigh left Yoochun’s lips, hero worship clearly seen in his eyes, “Oh Junsu, my hero.”

Junsu started to flex his non-existent muscles, causing Yoochun to sigh once more and Changmin to utter, his eyes raised to the heavens, “I’m surrounded by bumbling idiots. Help me, O Merciful God.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Jaejoong came to his senses slowly, at a lost at what he was doing in an irritatingly white room, with white pillows, white walls, even white flowers. The last thing he remembered was dancing to the beat of Purple Line and then, the next was overwhelming black.

First black, then white. What next? Pink?

He attempted to sit up, only to be pushed back by the gentle, gnarled hands of an old nurse, who, lo and behold, was wearing a pink uniform.

God was out to get him today; he just had no idea how much.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

After five mind-numbing minutes of Junsu flexing his imaginary muscles, Yoochun repeatedly

sighing over him and Yunho continuously laughing like the maniac we all know he is deep inside, Changmin finally put his foot down, figuratively, of course, not literally, it was already down anyway.

“Junsu-hyung,” Changmin began patiently, “no matter how many times you flex your tiny muscles, they won’t grow any bigger at all.”

Junsu dropped his arm in dismay.

Changmin, sadistically satisfied with the outcome, turned his fearful acid tongue towards the resident crybaby of the group. “Yoochun-hyung, can you please wipe the disgusting saliva currently flowing down your chin? There are reporters outside and I’m sure you don’t want your fans to see you like this.”

Yoochun’s hand moved faster than you could say “yunjae.”

Changmin’s lips lifted in a perfect semblance of sardonic smirk and turned his attentions to the still laughing maniacally Yunho.

Disinterestedly, Changmin uttered to Yunho, “Hyung, Jaejoong-hyung once told me that he disliked men who had a sort of maniac laugh, one wherein their noses scrunched up not so cutely and their eyes rolled to the back of their heads.” Chanmin let a few moments of silence ring out first (who said Yoochun was the only one with a taste for dramatics?) and then delivered the perfect coup de grace, “Oh, have I ever mentioned that you’re laughing like that right now?”

Yunho started to cough violently, like something big and terrible had gotten stuck in his throat. Maybe it was the evilness that Changmin seemed to be emanating at the moment. He truly was a fearful sight, though still sexy.

Actually, that, in itself, was scary.

Yunho, finally getting his wits back around him, muttered silently, “You’re horrible, Min. Just horrible.”

Smirking in a very condescending way, Changmin clapped his hands in delight and said, “Now that you’re all back from the land of the insane and the not-so-pretty –”

A choked sob escaped from Junsu’s mouth, his hands tightening in fists, clutching Yoochun closer to him.

“There, there.” Yoochun gently patted his lover on the back, sending a scalding look towards Changmin’s direction. “You’ll always be pretty to me, Su-ah.”

Hiccuping, Junsu turned watery eyes on Yoochun and uttered in an entirely pitiable manner, “You promise?”

“Oh, for the love of God!” Changmin exclaimed, frustration now staining his normally amused face. “Can you both get a grip? We still need to tell Yunho-hyung our wonderful news, remember?”

At the mention of ‘wonderful news,’ all the colour drained from Yunho’s face and he frantically scrambled to an upright position, pressing his back deep into the headboard, almost as if he could ward all the bad things away by doing so.  “I DON’T WANT TO HEAR ANYMORE OF THIS LUDICROUS IDEA THAT YOUR JAEJOONG-HYUNG IS PREGNANT.”

Calmly, Changmin professed. “Hyung, he is pregnant. Apparently…”

He was cut off from his pleasantly going explanation by a bouncy Junsu, “Apparently, Jaejoong-hyung has a very, very, very rare condition called Itallowsamaletohaveababyandthisisnotconsideredweirdbythesciencecommunitybutindeedveryacceptableandnormalcitis. It came about through the interaction of genetics and the environment. He had already been carrying the gene of Itallowsamaletohaveababyandthisisnotconsideredweirdbythesciencecommunitybutindeedveryacceptableandnormalcitis, but it was only through his continuous exposure to the female species that the gene was triggered into action.”

Yoochun muttered to himself at this point, “I always knew having 9 sisters was a bad idea.”

Changmin ignored the man talking to himself (“At least you’re still sane,” Changmin tells himself consolingly) and peers at Junsu suspiciously. “That sounded terribly like what the doctor said to us awhile ago.”

“Hehe,” Junsu said, a light blush covering his cheeks, “I kind of copied down everything the doctor said ‘cause I thought it was charismatic and all. Reading it makes me charismatic too, right?”

Changmin let out a groan full of woe. Sometimes, he felt like he was the oldest out of all of them.

Turning to the still-pressed-to-the-headboard-Yunho, Changmin said, “So yes, hyung. We’re not kidding. Jaejoong-hyung is pregnant because of the –”

Junsu popped up once again, “Itallowsamaletohaveababyandthisisnotconsideredweirdbythesciencecommunitybutindeedveryacceptableandnormalcitis. It’s so much fun to say that.” Junsu excitedly muttered.

Changmin rolled his eyes once again. By the way things were going, his eyeballs will probably end up permanently etched on the other side of his eyelids.

It was at this moment that Yunho started on his inevitable fall to fainting.

“Oh no you don’t.” Changmin determinedly slapped Yunho’s face, making the smooth pale skin on the leader’s cheeks bright red. “I’m not the one explaining to Jaejoong-hyung. You’re the one who’s going to tell him that he’s pregnant, pregnant with your child.”

Cold beads of sweat started to drip down Yunho’s face abundantly.

Outside, a flash of lighting flickered on sinisterly, a foreshadowing of the doom that was about to come.

It had never been a good idea, much less a safe or sane one, to tell a pregnant male that he was pregnant.

Some would say it was downright suicide.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Apparently, the post is too large. Damn.

A mournful procession of the Dong Bang boys, minus one, could be seen proceeding in the hall leading to the room of the member that is the cause of the minus one.

Yunho jarred to a frantic stop, turning pleading and woeful eyes on their youngest. “Changmin-ah, please. You know how your Jaejoong-hyung gets. Please…”

A sadistic smile curved the sensuous lips of the youngest and he said firmly and gleefully, “No can do, hyung. Now, get going.”

Junsu let out a whimper, whispering to Yoochun, “He gets scarier and scarier as he grows older and older. I’m scared, Chunnie-ah.”

Yoochun bit back his own threatening-to-spill-whimper, he has to be strong for his Su su-ah, and said with mock courage, “Don’t worry, baby. I’ll protect you if there comes a day that Changmin grows uncontrollable.”

“Oh Chunnie, I so very much love you.”

“You two there, move faster.” Changmin all but snarled.

“Eeeepp.” Junsu and Yoochun both said at the same time and then, started to move immediately.

Watching the progress of the Dong Bang train, Changmin let a satisfied smile take over his face. “Life is good.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Yunho opened the door to Jaejoong’s suite with a frantic cry to the good God above that may his lover, his pregnant lover, be asleep.

Apparently, Yunho’s good God was the one sleeping or rather, pretending to be asleep.

Jaejoong’s cry of ‘Yunnie-ah’ rang out in the room upon the opening of the door. His delight at seeing his lover was clearly heard by everyone in the entire floor his hospital room was situated at.

The same doctor who commented that Yunho was louder than a ferret on steroids muttered to himself, “Perhaps it runs in the family. I have to check this out,” and promptly walked out of the operating room, muttering things about genes, autosomal recessive diseases and vocal chords.

“Poor doctor. Only one day with Dong Bang Shin Ki and he’s already lost all his marbles.” A nurse muttered to a nearby colleague.

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Yunho approached the bed calmly, trying to placate his too fast beating heart. The sooner he got this over with, the better. Jaejoong loves him, right? The lead singer couldn’t possibly kill him.

“Yunnie-ah, where have you been? I woke up all alone in this white room, all alone. I didn’t know where I was.” Jaejoong pouted cutely, still unaware of the life-changing bomb Yunho was about to drop in his lap.

“Ah yeah, about that.” Yunho started, praying to all the Gods that Jaejoong’s love for him would stand strong in the face of this turbulent news.

“Hhhhmmm, what about it?” Jaejoong asked, curiosity now fully piqued because of the distress that Yunho seemed to be emanating in waves.

“Darling, baby, mo chroi, my only one, habibi, querida, koibito, minamahal ko, a chumann, sweetheart, the holder of my heart, the light that fills up…” Yunho began hopefully.

Jaejoong sat up slightly, turning to peer at Yunho suspiciously. “You’re never this sweet unless you did something wrong. Spill it.”

“Oh Jaejoong, you know I love you, right?” Yunho started to say but was cut off by the knee-shaking glare Jaejoong sent his way.

“Okay, okay.” Yunho breathed deeply and then, blast off. “The doctor said that you’re pregnant because you have a very, very, very rare condition called Itallowsamaletohaveababyandthisisnotconsideredweirdbythesciencecommunitybutindeedveryacceptableandnormalcitis. It came about through the interaction of genetics and the environment. You have already been carrying the gene of Itallowsamaletohaveababyandthisisnotconsideredweirdbythesciencecommunitybutindeedveryacceptableandnormalcitis, but it was only through your continuous exposure to the female species that the gene was triggered into action.”

Yunho squeezed his eyes shut and mentally readied himself for the slaughter of his beautiful

body.

A long moment of silence stretched out.

Yunho asked himself, “Is it over? Am I dead? Has Jaejoong become such an expert that I didn’t even feel any pain?”

Yunho tentatively opened his eyes and was met by blinding white. He cried out, “Am I in heaven?!”

And then something that sounded terribly like Junsu’s laugh rang out in the room, “Eu-kyang-kyang!”

In a voice full of woe and despair, Yunho said, “I’m not dead yet, am I?”

“No, hyung. You’re not. Sadly.” Changmin answered Yunho’s question for him.

Yunho sent a glare towards Changmin’s direction and then turned his gaze on his beloved Jaejoong.

His Jaejoong was staring out into space with glazed eyes and tenderly, unconsciously, rubbing his stomach.

Yunho’s heart melted into a delicious pile of goo at the lovely sight.

Jaejoong chose that moment to fix his shining gaze on Yunho. “I’m pregnant? With your child?”

Yunho nodded gingerly, at a lost at the unpredictable reaction Jaejoong would give upon hearing the surprising and shocking news.

Tears started to brim in Jaejoong’s eyes and he ducked his head down, trying to hide the fall of tears on his face.

Yunho reacted instantly, moving to clutch his lover to his form. He made cooing sounds of comfort, whispering into Jaejoong’s hair, “Everything will be alright, baby. We’ll get through this. I’m sorry, Jaejoong.”

Jaejoong hit Yunho on the chest forcibly, pushing him back. With tears streaming down his face, Jaejoong asked Yunho, “What are you sorry for?”

Yunho answered, tone placating, “It was my insistence to not use a condom that landed us here. I’m sorry, baby.”

“You dork. You’re such a dork. Don’t you understand?” Jaejoong asked despairingly.

“Understand what?” Sometimes, most of the time, Yunho couldn’t follow Jaejoong’s train of thought at all.

No one could really blame him.

“I’ve always wanted to have your baby, Yunho. It was all I’ve ever wanted, to give you your heir. To give you the son you so deserve. I hated myself because I couldn’t give that to you and now, now. I’m pregnant with your child, Yunho. Nothing could make me happier. It was all I’ve ever wanted.” Jaejoong uttered, his cheeks red, his eyes bright with love for the unborn child inside of him and the one who had given him that wonderful gift.

Comprehension dawned on Yunho and with that came an outpouring of love. He tenderly wrapped his arms around Jaejoong and said, “I love you, you know that, right?”

In the background, Changmin made a gagging sound while behind him, Yoochun was getting ready to hit him with a plastic chair, which, unsurprisingly, was white.

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Koi shiteru dake ja.

Well,it wasn't in my control.
I lost it.
And then,whenever I got my grip back, I tried to be reasonable.

Because of ego, because of worry, because I'm afraid.

And this was the time I'm happy he doesn't know Japanese;although he knows other 2 languages.
French never suits him.
His English was terrible, and still IS.
And his Arabic always make me feel like he's a retard.

I never thought I'd use the word, but I did.
Damn.

"Why are you doing all these things?"

"Tada, koishiteru dake."

Because I don't want to change.
And I don't want YOU to change.
Let's just keep it this way,okay?

The reason?
Koi shiteru dake ja.

~ABI~

Okane Ga Nai

Tajuk bukan berkait ngan siri anime / manga YAOI "Okane ga Nai"tapi memang aku tengah pokai sekarang...(you should interpret it) SHOULD I???

Okane ga nai = No money

Wuwuwuwuwuw...

Loan kereta + baiki screen laptop..

So that leaves me with RM1356.For THIS SEMESTER.

I SO SHOULD GET A PART TIME JOB.

AND BERJIMAT.

Aduyai,Farhana.....-__________-llll *FACEPALM*

Mune ga Itai..hontou desu.

Ore no hontou kimochi wa,..subete ga uso datta.

Koishikute.
Aitakute.
Aitakute.
Tada, itazura kimi ni...

Ano toki mo...
Zutto,zutto suki datta.
Dakedo,mune ga itai.
Wakaranai,naze nara...

Dou shite?
Hontou ni,wakaranai..

Gomene.
Warukatta.
Zenbu ore no sei da.

Iro mo wakareba nante, dakedo, wakatta you, sore wa chigau.
Ore tachi wa ni do to deaita.
Dakara, omae ni ikite hoshi n da.
Ore no saigo no negai..

ANATA MO USHINAI TAKUNAI.

KIMI NO TAME NI NANI GA DEKIRU NO DAROU?

Yamapi and Ryo-chan

Well,lately aku agak down bila Pi ngan Ryo-chan left NewS.
So,untuk feed aku punya so-called loneliness I'll make a cute fanfic of Pi and Ryo-chan.

Pi was going to drive Ryo nuts. Presuming he wasn't there already, given the years they've known each other.

"Ryo-chan! Ryo-chan! I'm hungry, but my mom took my car to run errands!" Yamapi's whining voice came through clearly over the phone. "Drive me? Ne? Won't you drive me?"

"Take the bus. No, even better, walk. You've been getting a bit podgy recently."

"But Ryo-chan! That'll take too long, and I'm hungry now~"

"Then cook something for yourself. Make that famous omelette and toast you're so good at." Ryo suggested in a bored tone. "Unfortunately for you, Pi, I am not your chauffeur, despite evidence from past events."

Ryo could practically hear the pout on Yamapi's lips. "But Ryo-chan! I wanted to eat with you! It's been so long..." Pi trailed off as the sound of annoyed tapping fingers came over the phone. A sigh escaped his own lips. "Ah, well, I guess I'll just call up Jin. He's never refused me yet, especially when it comes to food." Another sigh. "Aa~h, I do love the guy, but I've been meeting up with him everyday these past few weeks! Just yesterday, he kept me up all night for ero-ero things!"

Ryo nearly dropped his phone. "W-what?!" He sputtered. It came out oddly squeaky.

"You know...his hip-rolling thing? The one he practices every night? He made me watch him and give him pointers." Yamapi's voice turned smug. "I guess he's finally realized who the better dancer is! Ah, maybe tonight, I'll show him how to-"

"I'll be there in five minutes." Ryo interrupted. "Be ready."

"Whoo-hoo! Lucky! Okay then, you're treating! Seeya!" Yamapi hung up quickly before Ryo could change his mind.

Ryo let out a slightly exasperated sigh. Pi was driving Ryo nuts, but as long as it was only Ryo, he would bear with it.

A Little Story of Mine...

Jumpa sikit pick-up lines kat internet and I've decided to use it in my fanfic.
Pairing:Masuda Takahisa x Tegoshi Yuya( NewS )

It’s been months since NEWS have seen NEWS gathered in a dressing room. Today, they’ll have a group photo shoot for something. And, as usual, someone is late.

“Good morning!” Masuda says, breathless, which earn him a hiss from Nishikido, a reply from Koyama and Kato, a nod from Yamashita and a hug from Tegoshi.

“I don’t know which is more beautiful today; the water, the sky or your eyes,” Masuda whispers in Tegoshi’s ears. Tegoshi giggles, “Did the sun come up, or did you just smile at me?”

“Oh my God!” Nishikido groans, “Don’t start that stupid game!”

Masuda’s cheeks blush, Tegoshi just shrugs, “Don’t listen to him Massu.”

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The stylists just finished styling everyone and everyone has their own business. Nishikido is bullying Kato’s hair while Yamashita sings some of his songs quietly and Koyama talks to one of the photographers.

Tegoshi is checking his reflection in the mirror when Masuda approach him, “If you stood there, in front of the mirror, and held up 11 roses, you will see 12 of the most beautiful things in the world.”

Tegoshi stops fixing his hair, to take a look at Masuda, “There are 20 angels in the world, 11 are playing, 8 are sleeping and 1 of them is standing in front of me.”

“Itai!” Kato shouts, “Stop that you two!”

“Shige? But you never care?” Tegoshi asks, slightly confuse.

“Not until Nishikido spank my head!”

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It’s lunch time now, so everyone is gathered around the table to eat their bentos. Nishikido tells Masuda to seat at the other end of the table, near Kato while Tegoshi seat beside him. They oblige, seeing nothing bad with the seating arrangement. They are eating peacefully, not until Tegoshi stands up from his chair, “Massu! I think you stole something from me!”

Masuda, who just swallowed what he was eating, asks, “What?” with a confused and surprised expression in his face.

“My heart,” Tegoshi giggles.

Nishikido chokes, Yamashita giggles, Koyama worries and Kato laughs so hard.

After eating, Kato receive another spank in his head.

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When their manager called them to resume the photo shoot, the stylists re-touch the members. When the stylist goes out of the room after checking Masuda’s lips, Tegoshi is approaching him but was stop halfway by Nishikido.

“Where are you going?”

“To Massu.”

“Why?”

“I have a question for him.”

“What is it?” Nishikido asks, makes a gesture to Masuda.

When Masuda is standing there beside Nishikido, Tegoshi looks at him and asks, with a smirk, “Massu, I was just wondering, does your lips taste as good as they look?”

Masuda blushes, Nishikido groans, Yamashita shouts “Tegomass – 4 points!”

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The photo shoot ended peacefully. Well, for Nishikido, it’s stupid, for Kato, it’s painful, for Yamashita a good laugh and for Koyama it’s… really mixed. And for Tegomass, it’s cheesy.

The photographers, stylists and the other staffs bid their good work and see you soon before leaving while NEWS is still there in their dressing room, removing their make-ups and preparing to go home now.

Nishikido was no where to be found, so Masuda takes this opportunity. He taps Tegoshi’s back, “I lost my teddy bear,” he says, “Will you sleep with me?”

Tegoshi wraps his arms around Masuda’s neck and whispers, “I wish that you were my homework, so I could do you on my table.”

“Oh my God! Stop putting things in my head!” Nishikido shouts.

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The next day, NEWS is gathered inside their own dressing room. Everybody seems occupied with their own business. Suddenly…

“Shige!” Nishikido shouts.

“What?” Kato asks nervously surprised.

“I lost my trumpet, can I blow yours?”

Kato stutters, Koyama, Tegoshi and Masuda laughs, Yamashita shouts amidst laughter, “Nishikido Ryo – 1 point!”

Tegomass = love

Hatsukoi

あの雨のひ。。

出会えた。俺の初恋。

だって、阿野陽。。あの人は泣いて。俺もそうも。俺は一人じゃない。そして、俺たちはやっと出会えた。

阿野人の名前輪、。。あゆむ。

初めて俺のお出会った、あなたの髪を美しいです。それから、俺わ阿野人が好き。

あゆむの目。。あゆむの笑い。。あゆむのすべて。

好きです。

見せてあるたかった、ヒナゲシ畑。.

幼稚園ときの約束。。俺は忘れてないよ。

俺の気持ちわ　あゆむ　に　届かない。。

だから　一歩津古　段だ八尾。。。

俺の夢輪。。見せてあるよ。。阿野ヒナゲシはたけ。。

あゆむ、ごめん！

あなたにうそついたんだ。。

めぐりめぐる次代の途中で

何度人を好きになれるのだろう？

深く深く支えあえたなら

君のために何ができるのだろう？

重ねあった心の奥に、喜びと悲しみ、ぬくもりと憎しみ。。

ずっと、ずっと会いたかった。。

今でも、会いたい。

世界中にただ一人だけ、俺わきみを選んだ。。

                                                                                                             ヴぇるヴぇっ戸により。