Category: K Project

‘Spend an hour in a dangerous place after dark’. Huh. Yata blinked at the challenge post, one foot still on his board as he considered it. A dangerous place… He wasn’t exactly a stranger to dangerous situations, considering his past, but an actual place that was dangerous on its own… Yeah, that might be kind…

The new challenge read, “Communicate without using words today”. That sounds like it’ll be annoying. Still, it was doable. Fushimi glanced sideways just in time to see Yata narrowing his eyes at the board, and felt a tiny surge of satisfaction. Between the two of them, his odds were good. Honestly, once his co-workers knew…

The soft thwack of file folder hitting the surface of the desk beside him pulled Fushimi’s attention from the code on his screen; his fingers paused on the keys, concentration broken. When he shot an irritated glance at the intruder, Akiyama offered him an apologetic smile. “Sorry for the interruption.” If it had been anyone…

It was half past seven when the first customer of the day set foot in the Homra Coffee House, setting off the strategically placed bells at the doorway and stirring Yata out of the standing dose he’d fallen into behind the counter. He made an effort to straighten, the echo of Kusanagi’s last lecture still…

Note: Semi-sequel to Time Enough, but you don’t need to read that one first to understand this one. For a moment after he set up the tablet and stand on the desk in front of him, Yata just leaned back on the chair with his arms crossed over his chest, staring at it. It shouldn’t…

Note: This is based on the drama CD track ‘In the Park’, wherein Yata mentions that he’s competing in a skateboard competition and asks Fushimi if he’ll come watch. From the second that the door swung shut behind him, Fushimi was already tempted to turn and walk right back out. He could hear the sound…

Secret Santa gift for Sam! It started out pretty normal. “You’re off next Thursday, right?” Yata leaned against the wall outside of the Homra bar, skateboard under his right arm while his left was held up, the glowing holographic screen from his PDA displaying the tiny figure of his conversation partner in front of him.…

Based on the following prompt from tumblr: i have a sinful request yet again.. sarumi having sex on a desk.. please and thanks great overlord brynne “Is there something I can help you with, Yata?” Kusanagi asked. His tone was light but pointed; the look he offered over the bar had a wry edge. “Or…

The rush from the fight was pumping fast through all the veins in Yata’s body even as his back hit the wall, and his reflexes were quick enough that he was dodging the knives almost before Saruhiko had released them, familiar with the quick motions that went along with the attacks. One of them managed…

Based on the following prompt from tumblr: I’m here to ask for middle school sarumis (because there just aren’t enough fics about their middle school years). I’d love to read about Saruhiko sleeping-over at Misaki’s place and them just being cute dorks in love? That’d be wonderful “Spend the night at your place?” It was…