Bonus Round 2: AUs

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Bonus Round 2: AUs

SASO 2015 is over, but this round is perpetually open to new fills (no new prompts).


This round is made for exploration of all those "what-if?" scenarios, like "what if my favorite sports anime was actually a spaghetti western?" or "what if everything was the same except everyone was actually a car?"


This round ends at 7PM on June 27 EDT. Countdown Timer.

RULES

• Submit prompts by commenting to this post with an alternate universe idea, along with a ship from one of our nominated fandoms.
• An AU could be a canon divergence, e.g. "what if [team] didn't win the Inter High in season 1, but [other team] did instead?", or a completely different setting altogether, e.g.s pop idol AU, coffee shop AU, superheroes AU, etc.
• Fill prompts by leaving a responding comment to the prompt with your newly-created work.
• Remember to follow the general bonus round rules, outlined here.

FORMAT

Bonus round shenanigans all happen in the comments below. Brand-new works only, please.

Required Work Minimums:

• 400 words (prose)
• 400px by 400px (art)
• 14 lines (poetry)

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PROMPT: TEAM [YOUR SHIP] Replace [YOUR SHIP] with the name of the team you belong to, including Grandstand or Sports Teams Write it exactly as it appears on the team roster or your team will not receive points Place the prompt's relationship in the first bolded line of the comment. Including the canon isn't required, but it's nice. Visual example	FILL: TEAM [YOUR SHIP], [RATING] Replace [YOUR SHIP] with the name of the team you belong to Write it exactly as it appears on the team roster or your team will not receive points Replace RATING with the rating of your fill (G - E) Place applicable major content tags and word count before your fill (when applicable) NSFW FILLS: Post written/text fills directly to the round with clear tags. Please link to art/visual fills. You can include a small safe-for-work preview if you'd like. To place an image in your comment, use this code: <img src="LINK TO YOUR IMAGE" /> Visual example	FILL: TEAM GRANDSTAND, [RATING] Replace RATING with the rating of your fill, G - E, as explained in the rules Place applicable major content tags and word count before the fill, where applicable NSFW FILLS: Post written/text fills directly to the round with clear tags. Please link to art/visual fills. You can include a small safe-for-work preview if you'd like. To place an image in your comment, use this code: <img src="LINK TO YOUR IMAGE" /> Visual example

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SCORING

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Fills 4-10: 10 points each
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FILL: TEAM TACHIBANA MAKOTO/YAMAZAKI SOUSUKE, M

[supreme_thunderrr]

Rated M for slightly suggestive themes

1,748 words

SouMako cuteness and cats. I thank you for this wonderful prompt. Only instead of 5 cats, there's 3. And instead of met once, it's dated once.



Makoto really has a problem with this whole cat thing.

What with having a cramped little city apartment already inhabited by 3 cats, it is not the best idea to pick up another one.

But how could he leave the poor little thing, shivering all by itself in a cardboard box by the side of the busy Tokyo street, as it rained heavily?

It was something right out of a shoujo manga, which also appealed to Makoto’s romantic spirit, along with his endless love for all things feline.

So Makoto picked up little Kuro (of course he named it the second he saw it), petting his bedraggled back fur, and marveling at his amber eyes, and brought him home.

Introducing Kuro to Natsume, Sakura, and Mei does not end up going very well. The older cats have already established their territories, and are not willing to relinquish their domain to a scrawny little kitten.

Natsume fluffs up his grey fur huffily, and gives Makoto a sneering look with his blue eyes, as if asking how Makoto dare bring a new subject into Natsume’s kingdom without obtaining permission first.

Sakura and Mei huddle up together on a big fluffy cushion on the floor, ginger fur against white, turning up their noses at the newcomer, demanding Makoto’s undivided attention.

Makoto sighs as he takes Kuro out of the cramped cardboard box, and wipes the little thing down with a towel. After feeding his cats, Makoto tries giving Kuro some warm milk from a dropper, and smiles happily when the kitten drinks it all down hungrily.

He wraps Kuro up in a small blue blanket and puts him to bed in a small shoebox lined with a cotton towel.

And then he goes to sleep, wondering if he can support another child, wait no he means cat, on the limited funds he earns working at the café down the street from his shabby apartment building. Along with paying rent and tuition.

He wonders if Haru would be willing to adopt this particular ball of fluff, but remembers how his best friend has to travel a lot, competing and training all the time, and how unfair it would be to try and guilt him into taking in a pet.

The best thing would be to head back to Iwatobi in a couple of weeks, and hand Kuro over to his sister, who shares his love for small animals.

A little sad about this decision, Makoto goes to sleep.


What wakes him up in the middle of the night is something that sounds a lot like demonic screeching emanating from his living room, and loud banging on his door.

Wearing nothing but the pair of dark green boxers he slept in after showering, Makoto stumbles out of bed, and almost trips over Natsume as he struggles to turn on the living room light, and figure out what this chaos is about.

What he sees is probably something out of a weirdly hilarious nightmare.

Kuro has left the shoebox and is sitting on the kotatsu in the middle of the living room, licking his paws, and screeching every few seconds.

Natsume, who is clearly trying to hide the shame of just having been defeated by a pint-sized kitty, has knocked over Makoto’s lamp to vent his frustration and is hiding behind a flowerpot.

Mei and Sakura, still cuddling together on their cushion, are mewing their annoyance at the disruption.

And of course, there is still the loud and rather angry banging on the door.



Frantically, Makoto opens the door, and lets out a little yelp at the sight of his neighbour.

His neighbour- a tall, dark and handsome man, with piercing teal eyes, and haphazard raven hair- who goes by the name of Sousuke Yamazaki.

Sousuke Yamazaki, wearing checked pajamas and a glowering expression (and nothing else) is standing outside, arms crossed, seething with rage.

The same Sousuke Yamazaki who asked Makoto out on a date a week after he first moved in. And took Makoto out to some weird underground bar, and smoked a shit ton of cigarettes, and then tried to kiss Makoto when they came back, and left cursing under his breath when Makoto refused his lips.

The same Sousuke Yamazaki who now avoids running into Makoto, and pretends that they don’t know each other, even though their apartments are right next to each other’s, and the walls thin as paper.

The same Sousuke Yamazaki who hasn’t brought anyone back home with him since Makoto turned him down around 2 months ago.

The same Sousuke Yamazaki who Makoto has had certain dreams about recently, which leave his underwear messed up, and fill him with remorse and a hopeful wish that maybe, just maybe, the teal-eyed man will ask him out again.



At the sight of Makoto wearing nothing but his underwear, his ears going red at the sight of his neighbour, Sousuke forgets whatever choice words he had thought up for Makoto’s den of cat-related depravity.

Sousuke feels his skin burning up, and stands there motionlessly, trying not to gape at Makoto’s, well, everything.

He regrets trying to rush things on their first date. He regrets not trying to ask Makoto to give him a second chance.

Because he still thinks about this beautiful, green-eyed man all the time.

Even if Makoto’s as shy as a middle-schooler, and likes to adopt every single cat he comes across, Sousuke thinks of him as the very definition of perfection.



“Errrr. Sorry, about the noise, Yamazaki-san. I…Well, I brought this new kitten home with me tonight. I mean it was raining and he was lonely and cold and I couldn’t really leave him there, could I? But Natsume picked a fight with him but I think Kuro’s really tough and he defended himself pretty well? But now my lamp’s broken and they’re all having some sort of exchange and I ‘m sorry. I’m really sorry you woke up.” Makoto rushes on and on without catching his breath, looking awkwardly at Sousuke, hoping that this can all be over soon and he can maybe put on a t-shirt or something to escape the way those teal eyes are looking him up and down.

“Ahhhh. Well, it’s okay, I guess. But I’m up now, so how about offering me tea or something to make up for your misbehaving children?” Sousuke knows this is an opportunity he will not get again, and he grabs it quite shamelessly.

“Oh…Umm…Yes, of course. I’ll…Come on in.” Makoto stumbles over his words, going red in the face. A very attractive look for him, in Sousuke’s opinion.

Still in his underwear, very frazzled and nervous and a tiny bit excited, Makoto boils some water, and prepares two cups of cherry blossom tea he’s been saving for a rainy day.

Hands slightly shivering, he almost drops the sugar bowl when he feels Sousuke’s hands on his bare shoulders, and his sleepily husky voice asking Makoto if he needs any help.

Sousuke is close. Too close. Makoto’s breath catches in his lungs, and he cannot even get himself to say, “No, thank you. I can handle this by myself.”

Instead, he puts down the sugar bowl, and lets himself feel the sinking pleasure of Sousuke’s hands against his skin, which have now slid down from his shoulders to his waist, to his hips.

Makoto has already surrendered himself to whatever Sousuke wants.



But then Makoto hears the sound of breaking glass, and Sousuke takes his hands away.

Kuro has gone ahead and broken a bowl Makoto left out on the kotatsu.

Laughingly, Sousuke helps him clean up the mess, and makes Makoto sit down with his rebellious kitten while he brings them both some tea.

He should probably suggest that Makoto put on a t-shirt, but he doesn’t want to deprive himself of the view.



Sipping the tea, still feeling heat burn the places on his body that Sousuke has touched, Makoto finds himself talking endlessly to the teal-eyed man, about nothing in particular.

Somewhere during their pleasantly ambling conversation, Kuro leaves Makoto’s lap and settles down in Sousuke’s instead.

“Kuro likes you.” Makoto smiles a little wistfully at the picture before him.
A gorgeous, topless man with a cute little kitten.

Makoto’s ideal boyfriend.

And he’s already messed up the chance they had to be together.



Sousuke pets the kitten, looking over at Makoto, wondering if he can touch the brunet again, if he’ll be allowed to steal a kiss from those plump, sweet lips this time.

“Have you decided what to do with your little rebel then?” Sousuke tries to distract himself from the tension building up between them now that the tea is finished, and the cats have calmed down.

“Ah. I can’t really keep him here, so I think I’ll bring him back to Iwatobi when I go for a visit.”

“Oh. Right. Ummm, I have another suggestion, if you don’t mind?”

“What suggestion?”

“Well, I could keep Kuro at my apartment. That way, you can see him whenever you want, and old Natsume wouldn’t feel like his position is being usurped.”


It’s the perfect thing.

The perfect excuse for the two of them to spend time together, using Kuro as their scapegoat.

“That sounds good, Yamazaki-san.” Makoto lowers his long eyelashes as he smiles.

“Ahhh, how about just calling me Sousuke? I mean, we’ve already kind of gone out. And umm, I’ve been rejected once already, so…. “ Sousuke tries not to look too hopeful as he catches Makoto’s eyes, smirking a bit.

“Is this your way of asking for another chance then, Sousuke-kun?” Makoto’s green eyes glint as he holds Sousuke’s gaze, edging a little closer.


Then he’s on all fours, his face so close to Sousuke’s.

And Sousuke’s arms are around his naked waist, and his breath so warm in Makoto’s face.

Neither of them notices Kuro as he slips away, and takes a comfortable seat next to Natsume, who has resumed his reign over the kotatsu.


Makoto ends up in Sousuke’s lap somehow, their lips locked, tongues tasting each other’s mouths, the heat from their bodies making them both light-headed.
By the time Makoto’s boxers come off, the cats have dozed off to sleep.


Sousuke spend that night in Makoto’s bed, and pretty much every night after that as well.

Kuro stays in Makoto’s apartment, agreeing to share the kotatsu with Natsume.

Sakura and Mei keep dreaming of spring and cherry blossoms, content with their cushion.