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Hi! I'll very probably edit all my posts to reflect this after I get some sleep and you won't see anything else at all.

I was angry so I wrote this but I really don't know where I'm going with it so I've decided to just post it as the first chapter of well, something. This is my first attempt at proper fic so, seriously, if you have any suggestions, please tell me. Or tips for writing porn. Although... I don't really have that many people who're interested in reading and writing fic reading my journal. Still. Anyway, this is for waxrose, because you are a lovely person. ♥
By the way, the je_fqfest has been completely brilliant.


Title: Destination Nowhere
Author: myjulien
Rating: Not yet NC-17
Pairing(s): Aiba/Arashi
Length: 2,175 words
Notes: Sho's stream of consciousness

( Sho isn’t really sure why he’s still in Johnny’s, really. )

I really do think this is why Sho calls Aiba (wait for it) Masaki baby.

I lost two drafts of this fic and accidentally wiped out my iPhoto library while writing, so I just have to post it. It's confusing if you haven't read the manga, because the anime hasn't gotten around to this yet and I deliberately blurred the sequence together to better depict Road's psyche. Also, this feels like, and is probably, incest.

Road really likes Allen. She thinks often of the time she hugged him; he was so warm beneath his layers of clothing. Road is Dream, she controls everything in her dimension but Allen has something she doesn't possess. Empathy. It intrigues her. Even bloodied and breathless, he doesn't yield, or even falter. His incandescent fury as her Akuma vibrated helplessly before self-destructing at a mere flick of her fingers stole her breath. Allen Walker is positively delicious. She feels like she's flying. The Earl patronizes her, and the other Noah treat her with deference that masks their fear for she is the oldest of them with the appearance of the youngest and she fears nothing but Allen trembles with recusant rage and sorrow and his Innocence burns her. Tyki is always cold; even his gloves cannot insulate his icy touch. Tyki is Pleasure and his precision is something both cruel and wondrous; Road trembles at the memory of his fingers ghosting along her skin before plunging inward, phasing into her body. She always asphyxiates and she doesn't know if it's because she willingly falls headlong over the edge of the precipice or because he creates a vacuum around them. His Tease golems are languorous, their kaleidoscopic beauty dazzling even as she twists in an indulgent rictus. They're too fucking alike, Tyki and her. The Noahs' tattoos are identical, something which Road is reminded of every time she notices that their cross markings are perfectly aligned with each other, pressed up against each other as they are. Tyki is vicious, and she is girlish and they twine carelessly in an easy sort of truculence.

She could kill Allen at any moment, and Tyki's hands slide into her and her fingers are slick with blood.

Lavi's mind is extraordinary, almost bleeding ink in daedalic paterns but they are in her dimension after all, and here she controls everything, even him. She watches and hovers ever nearer as his body grows slack before she transports them both into a dreamscape colored by madness. His terror is sweet. It's dizzying, this battle and she grows intoxicated, batting Lero away when he squawks and wriggles reproachfully from under her. He isn't Allen, and he isn't Tyki, but he isn't Bookman or Lavi either. And his right eye... Road is still preocupied with these thoughts as she crushes his heart and wields his past against him, carving out her mark under his uncovered left eye. Tyki had flung his hand up, stopping her even as she watched him being run through by Allen's Cross Clown zweihander and fall to the ground, his tattoo disappearing from his forehead. "Tyki," she had whispered as she unseeingly sent out a volley of waxen stakes, impaling them before she caught him in her arms.

"Or do you want to listen to Lenalee's screams?" she taunts Allen and Lavi cracks open and there is emptiness yawning inside of him. She smiles fiendishly. Oh, Tyki.

"My family is special to me. I am not myself at the moment." Lavi's heart, the punishment.

But then the red-haired boy stabs himself and quirks the corners of his bloodied lips as he calls out "Hi-Ban!" and is engulfed in flames. Lenalee screams inside the cube and Road looks down wonderingly at the blade that has pierced her chest. Then fire is all around and she clings to the other Lavi even as they burn.

She giggles uncontrollably.

The light is blinding and takes her away as his name burgeons on her lips.

"Allen."