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Challenge from LJ user karasuookami
1. Pick a character, pairing, or fandom you like.
2. Turn your music player on and turn it on random/shuffle.
3. Write a drabblet/ficlet related to each song that plays. You only have the time frame of the song to finish the drabble; you start when the song starts, and stop when it's over. No lingering afterward! (I cheated, my OCD just couldn't deal.)
4. Do ten five of these, then post them. (I'll post five more later.)

WARNINGS: 1-3 are pretty mild. Maybe PG-13 on #3, PG on the other two. However, with 4 and 5...

Number 4 is a horror bit. Hey, it's old Slipknot, what do you expect? It's graphic and gruesome.
Number 5 is smex. Or at least, my attempt at writing it. Be gentle....or not *waggles eyebrows* It's also fluff. *cries* Dammit, I did not want fluff, but fluff wanted me....dammit.

1) Lift - Poets of the Fall
Sparring always heightened their senses. Spiking the adrenaline and lifting the spirit into an entirely different realm of awareness. Especially when it was with Raphael. He always kept Leo on his toes, his brute strength and spur-of-the-moment changes challenging Leo to his fullest. It was the same in every other aspect of their lives, whether it was when Leo was in the role of leader or lover, Raphael forced him to his fullest potential, challenged him to become the best that he could be. God, he had missed his brother when he was away. He never felt so alive as when he stared into his brother's crackling golden eyes. Suddenly, a fist sailed past his vision, just barely skimming his cheek.

Raph snickered, "Quit yer daydreaming, Leo, or I'm gonna clock ya a good one."

Leo narrowed his eyes. Oh yes, he had missed his brother, but his aim would definitely be improving.

2) It's Not My Time - 3 Doors Down
Blood pooled around his hands, dripping slowly and mixing with the light rain. Leonardo was on his knees, surrounded by a bunch of Foot Elite and he was fading fast. It had seemed like such a nice idea to go for a run alone, well until he ran into these jerks. Laughter bubbled around him as the sharks circled around, taking little bites out of him with a punch here or a kick there. His body shuddered, but he fought the fatigue with the same determination that dragged him off his knees and back to his unsteady feet. He opened his eyes, two burning voids in the semi-darkness. If he was going to go down, he sure as hell wasn't going down without a fight.

3) Clint Eastwood - The Gorillaz
Two pairs of eyes narrowed in concentration. The challenge had been made, the glove had been thrown, now it was time to get down to business. Muttered curses and growls echoed throughout the lair as the tension built. Donatello and Michelangelo could only stand back and wait to see who would survive the bloodbath. Like a game of pingpong, their eyes snapped back and forth between the two combatants. The fight was almost over. They held their breath. The next move would decide the fate of the battle. It was....


With those daunting words, Leonardo ripped out Raphael's spine and held it high as Raph's body crumbled to the ground.

"DAMN IT!!! YOU CHEATED!" Raph screamed.

Leo just calmly stared at him, a hint of a smile ghosting his features.

"Don, Mikey?"

Donnie couldn't help but chuckle. "Sorry Raph, Leo's better with SubZero than you are with Scorpion. Guess you're going to be playing slave boy for the next week."

Raph grumbled for a moment while fumbling with the controller. "Two outta three!"

Leo let the smirk curve around his beak. "Deal, but this will up the stakes to three weeks."

Raph's eyes rounded for a moment. Th-three weeks?! His eyes narrowed, thoughts of himself forcing Leo to crawl around the lair while on a dog leash dancing in his head. "Deal."

Mikey hooted. "I hope you stocked up on the lube, dude, cuz Leo is soooo going to own your ass!"

Raphael may have sucked at playing Scorpion on Mortal Combat, but he was a master at the Pillow-To-The-Face toss.

(Author's Note: I picked SubZero for Leo because I love that finishing move even though I think Leo would probably be more interested in Liu Kang instead. Oh, and I have no idea how I got this outta this song, I think it had something to do with remembering the video for it. Or just my sick mind playing around at 4am. Take your pick. ^_^)

4) Scissors - Slipknot
Sticky, why were his hands sticky? Bringing his hands up into the light, he could see that they were slicked in blood to where it almost seemed like he was wearing red gloves. Howling laughter startled him, and turning he could the shaking remains of his brother. The blue eyes glared hatefully even as one dangled from it's broken socket while the broken corpse shuddered out it's last throes.

Always knew you'd do it dude. Was gonna happen one day.

Do what? His brain seemed to be on permanent pause. What the fuck happened? How did his sweet brother end up--

It was only a matter of time before his psyche snapped and he vented his uncontrollable rage on those he cared about most.

Jumping at the sound of the new voice, he twisted to see Donnie laying in a heap, the broken bo staff shoved down his throat. It should have made speaking a bit difficult, but he spoke fi--

He was always out of control. He never listened to us. He never loved us.

Leo, his Leo, was draped across the tatami, one katana sticking out of his skull like an obscene tree, the other buried deep within the plastron and into the heart.

I have tried to channel your anger, Raphael, but more remains. Anger clouds the mind. Turned inward it is an unconquerable enemy. And now, you have turned it upon your own family.

Raphael turned slowly, the horror of his actions peaking til his heart beat frantically, drumming a desperate tattoo on his plastron.

There, seated at the low table was his dead father. Shuriken decorating his decayed corpse like gruesome ornaments. The voices mingled, hateful, accusing him of his crimes, until all that could be heard was a hideous scream, a ragged heinous cry that echoed around him until Raphael realized that it was coming from his own throat....


"Raph...RAPH!! Wake up!"

Shaking, someone was shaking him.
His eyes popped open to see Leo above him, shaking his shoulders.

"Raph, can you hear me? You were screaming in your sleep!"

Deep, shuddering breaths (he was not sobbing dammit!) racked his body. A dream, it was just another dream. He nodded slowly, not taking his eyes off his brother. Leo breathed out slowly and laid back down beside him, wrapping his arms snugly around Raph.

"You had me worried. Are you sure you're alright?"

"Yeah," his voice only cracked slightly, "'M ok, just go back to sleep, 'k?"

Leo regarded him suspiciously before closing his eyes and snuggling into Raph's neck.

"I don't believe you, but I'm not going to get anything else out of you, am I?"

Raph only grunted, lost in the warm aliveness of his lover.

A dream. It was just a dream.

Despite his mantra, dawn found Raphael sleepless and clinging to his brother.

(Author's Note: Anyone catch that I stole Splinter's words from the first movie? And michwach (LJ) gave me the nightmare idea. Umm...sorry?)

5) Insatiable - Darren Hayes

And nobody knows you like I do
The world doesn't understand
But I grow stronger in your hands

Sheets tangled around their legs, pillows were thrown to the side, but nothing mattered to Leonardo except wet kisses, heated touches, and Raphael nipping his way down his neck and plastron.

Further....further....oh god don't stop!

Leo arched his back as much as his shell would allow as Raph licked a trail around his slit. A rumbling churr rumbled from his chest as his cock slipped out into his brother's talented hand. A low chuckle ghosted from his brother's lips. With every stroke, the fire in Leonardo was fanned into a conflagration that threatened to consume him. Only Raphael could do this. Could steal all the hard earned control and turn him into a wanton, insatiable creature.

"Say it." The hand pumping his cock became more insistant.


A wet tongue slicked across the tip and dipped into the slit, licking up the precum.

"What was that, Leo?"

Leo tossed his head back and forth, all thoughts burned to ash. A long churr purred from his chest.


The tongue slid down the hot shaft, down to tease the puckered opening for a moment before nibbling on the sensitive tail.

"You have to say it, Leo." The vile hand slowed its ministrations allowing Leo to become a creature of flesh again and not just feeling.

"Pl..please R-raph...I ca-can't say it."

One last stroke as the hand slipped over his cock in a farewell gesture before moving itself back up his plastron, his neck, up to cup his cheek. The gentle grasp became unbreakable as his head was forced to face his brother's.

"Leo, it's me. No one else, just me."

The steady, heated look in his brother's eyes finally unfastened the last vestiges of Leo's control.

"Raph...I-I love you."

A hot, slick, velvet mouth encased his cock and Leo's inhibitions shattered into the darkness.

(Author's Note: I fought against the fluff the whole way. I did not want this to turn into drivel. I finally caved in and wrote it. If it's bad, then I blame the extremely lovely dovey song.)


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