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Ganked from all over, at this point:

In honor of All Hallow's Eve, I'm inviting trick-or-treaters to my "door." Comment "trick-or-treat" to this post and ... well, you know the drill. Treats can be anything that strikes my fancy (pics of fave actors or pairings, one sentence fics, graphics, a few words why I'm glad to have you on my flist, etc. etc.). The more "houses" to visit the more fun it'll be, so go ahead, open your journal and help spread the fun!

(Treats will be delivered as soon as I can get 'em ready!)



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Oct. 31st, 2011 11:19 pm (UTC)
trick or treat!
Nov. 1st, 2011 12:50 am (UTC)

Moonlight flickered on the ruffled water, a suitable accompaniment to the flute that someone was playing at the edge of the riverfront market. For a few seconds Hakkai felt almost nostalgic: an autumn evening walk by a stream, Kanan by his side humming, and an entire life together before them ... .

The light shifted and went out. When Hakkai looked up, a mass of clouds was scudding across the sky, charcoal over black. Sleet stung his upturned face, melting into droplets there so that he needn't waste any tears.

"Nasty," said a voice warmly, right at his ear, and a warm arm settled across his shoulders. "We better get back, yeah?"

Gojyo's hair was dusted with sleet, and as Hakkai watched, one snowflake settled between his scars and melted almost instantly.

"Yes, please," said Hakkai, shivering.

Nov. 1st, 2011 01:07 am (UTC)
Oooh, this is so bittersweet-lovely. Thank you. ♥
Oct. 31st, 2011 11:49 pm (UTC)
Trick or treat?
Nov. 1st, 2011 01:37 am (UTC)

It was all so unexpected: the warm, wiry arms wrapped tightly around him, the smell of tobacco and musk, the soft bristles of brush-cut hair beneath his fingers - but most of all, the soft, sure voice in his head that said home.

"Damn," said Gojyo, his voice muffled against Hakkai's neck. "Dunno what got into me. Hope you don't mind."

"Mind ... ?" murmured Hakkai, absently, and then decided he'd better answer before his brain arrived back from wherever it had gone: "No, actually. "

Nov. 1st, 2011 02:42 am (UTC)
Awwwww! Yay! I really needed that. It was definitely a treat! Thanks!
Nov. 1st, 2011 03:21 pm (UTC)
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Nov. 1st, 2011 02:02 am (UTC)


Nov. 1st, 2011 12:16 am (UTC)
Eh...? Trick or treat? (I need a treat.. Have to get up in 5 and a half hours... And it's my bloody vacation! :/)
Nov. 1st, 2011 01:06 am (UTC)


Goku tossed in a pine cone into the bonfire of dry leaves and broken branches and watched rapturously as sparks showered upward. His face was bathed with gold and orange light. "Watch it," muttered Sanzo, reflexively.

"Better watch your hemline, there, Sanzo-sama." Gojyo took a swig of beer and then nearly choked on it as an owl called out eerily from the direction of the Temple. Sanzo snorted derisively.

"What? Beer all down my chin, dammit ... why do those damn things always say who who who, anyway?"

Hakkai laughed and stirred the fire with a sturdy stick.

"What? You're laughin' at me! I just asked ... ."

"Well, they can't say what," said Goku, suddenly. "That's your line."

Hakkai chuckled again, Sanzo smirked, and Gojyo beaned Goku with a pine cone.

Edited at 2011-11-01 02:20 am (UTC)
Nov. 1st, 2011 09:39 am (UTC)
Lol! :D A perfect little scene ^___^
Nov. 1st, 2011 12:47 am (UTC)
Trick of treat!
Nov. 1st, 2011 02:16 am (UTC)

Gods-damned half-breed! was what the asshole said, as he edged past Gojyo's chair.

Gojyo didn't flinch, didn't react, didn't figure anyone had heard but him - until Hakkai's eyes flew open wide, his face went dead white, and something seemed to burst out of him and head straight for a spot somewhere above and behind Gojyo's left shoulder.

Now Gojyo flinched, and behind him there was a complicated series of crashes and thuds, not unlike the sound of a large man falling to the floor and dropping several beer bottles as he went.

Hakkai smiled gently and sipped his wine as Gojyo stared at him. "How sad," he said at last. "He must have slipped on something."

Nov. 1st, 2011 03:25 pm (UTC)
This reminds me to the early volume of Gensoumaden where some youkai made fun of Gojyo and he let it pass whereas the rest of the ikkou defended him adamantly.

It's so heartwarming when they stand up for each other... ^^
Nov. 1st, 2011 02:33 am (UTC)
Trick 'r treat! :)
Nov. 4th, 2011 01:59 am (UTC)

"What th' hell?" muttered Tokito, as a small crowd of young teens in costumes shoved past him in the conbini aisle. There was a girl with no face (well, her face was there, but she had on some kind of mask), a youth with rubber monster hands and mask, a girl with pink hair and a very full, frilly dress, a boy dressed up as a Super Sentai hero ... .

Kubota looked up from the magazine he was perusing. "Oh. Right. It's Halloween."


"It's an American holiday. I think it used to have something to do with remembering the dead, like Oban. In America, the kids get dressed up and go to their neighbors' houses, and the neighbors give them candy. Over here, people just wear crazy costumes and wander around the streets and have parties."

Tokito went to the door of the store and looked up and down the block. Now that he knew what he was looking for, he could see other groups of people in costume, laughing and pushing each other and sharing snacks and drinks. A lot of the costumes were characters that were meant to be scary. He flexed his gloved hand . Stupid. Who'd want to be that way?

Kubota was paying for something at the front counter. "Come on," he said, and led the way out of the store.

"You bought the magazine?"

"Nope." He handed the heavy-looking bag to Tokito. It was full of Pocky, gummies, ginger candy, Kit Kat ... in fact, it looked like Kubota had just randomly grabbed stuff off the shelves in the sweets section.

"Happy Halloween," said Kubota.

Nov. 7th, 2011 12:04 am (UTC)
Hee! -=^_^=-
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Nov. 5th, 2011 02:08 am (UTC)

Shinrei's face was flushed with the summer heat, and he was lugging a bucket of water, of all things. Tokito was shocked: Why isn't he making a servant do that!

Still, he was making really good time across the courtyard. Tokito pelted after him. He didn't seem to notice, which made her cross.

Then she realized that he was headed for the graveyard. "Shinrei! What are you doing?"

He looked back over his shoulder, hot and clearly in a bad mood, but when he realized who it was, his face smoothed out and he nodded. "Come with me."

They passed Shihoudou on the way. She was lying on the grass, leaning against one of the gravestones, smoking her pipe. She smiled and nodded at them. Tokito caught up with Shinrei at last. "What are ... we doing?"

"It's Oban. It's time to remember our dead and pay our respects to them. I guess no one ever told you that."

He sounded mad, but not at her. Tokito opened her mouth, then shut it again. They trudged on and came at last to a tall, plain marker:


The characters blurred before Tokito's eyes, and she felt tears on her cheeks, which made her angry and embarrassed. She turned her back on Shinrei, but he grabbed her shoulders and firmly turned her to face the marker again.

"I need your help," he said, and showed her how to wash the gravestone. Tokito sat back on her heels at last and watched the water dry off in the bright sun. Then she stood up, her back stiff as a doorpost, and faced her father's dearest pupil squarely.

"Where's my mother's grave, Shinrei? And Hishigi's?"

Nov. 1st, 2011 05:05 pm (UTC)
Trick or Treat!
Nov. 5th, 2011 02:13 am (UTC)

Here you go - I'm hoping this will be either entirely new to you or a larger version that you might have already.

Edited at 2011-11-05 02:14 am (UTC)
Nov. 7th, 2011 07:52 pm (UTC)
That's awesome! Thank you!
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