This chapter was almost half-written by the time I posted the second chapter on the yaoi forum, and I’m quite happy with this one. I hope it hasn’t confused anyone but I forgot to mention that the people working in the Harem have a… codename, of sort. It’s their job-name, to protect them. Like in Jeri’s case, his identity. Thus the number of different names referring to the same people.

Synopsis: A little private exhibition to introduce their newest does wonders for the people of the Harem.

( “Well… why don’t you tell him about Jeri and Alecis’s private display?” )

I didn’t intend for Desire Harem to be a series but I was encouraged by the responses I got from the yaoi forum I posted it in (did not quite dare to post it elsewhere then), so I wrote a second chapter when inspiration hit. It’s a good way to direct my restlessness anyway, though I can only attempt writing it when I’m alone, haha. Oh yeah, this chapter has cross-dressing, so again, the same old warning.

Synopsis: The resident jailbait finds out something about his old friend that he did not expect.

( Dear gods, he finished without me again. )

I was quite hesitant about posting this, but since I’ve already wrote it… Desire Harem is a series revolving around a high-class brothel of the same name, set in a world where psychics are the norm. The brothel provides some special services for people with exotic taste/fetish (and capable of paying the equally exotic pricetag), and not just that for the heterosexual. Be warned, if you aren’t comfortable with any of such content, don’t read.

Synopsis: The Harem gets a new addition, but he is not completely unfamiliar to them at all.

( When a person wakes up to find himself naked and tied up, eight out of ten times, nothing good will happen. )

A companion fic to See You Someday Somewhere.

This is an attempt in a different writing style from my own. (But the poem is not mine but belongs to another friend =.=”)

( The fact that it was a hospital that I had been rushing to did not matter to me. )

A belated birthday fic for my best friend, Eleanor. -.-;; I was intending to write a sweet sappy Inuyasha fic for her, but somehow, the fic just wouldn’t come out, so I ended up with this instead. Anyways, hope you enjoy~

( We had been intending to go to the shrine for the Natsu Matsuri that night. )

Actually this is a re-written version of another copy, which I won’t move here anytime recent. More or less because I can’t bear the sight of my old writing =(

( “Omi, this is the Nth letter we’ve received in your stead, courtesy of Nagi Naoe.” )

I have to wonder what I’m writing up these days… =.= This verily did not come out the way I had initially intended. But since someting did come out anyway, I figured I’d just put it up for comments and criticisms.

‘He’ refers to our residential, not so residential, neurotic, and ‘He‘ refers to his object of fascination/nostalgia/longing and whichever way you want to put it.

Have fun reading~

( When he had first heard of his month-long business trip overseas, he had almost done what he would have done months ago. )

Surprise, surprise. I’m finally here to drop off another short one-shot fic here. XD

This one didn’t really come out the way i had intended for it to. But well, it just went and turned into this, and I’m too lazy to change it. So here it is. Enjoy~

( Ever since as far as I could remember, he was always by my side. )

A belated V-Day fic. This is what I get when I listen to slow, classical music when I go to sleep. More or less, I can blame it on my… melancholic and nostalgic thoughts as well.

I wonder how melancholy and nostalgia leads to sap -.- really.

( On the 14th of February we decided to drop by the Wayner Bar™ after a long day of sightseeing around the city. )

The inspiration I got from this fic came from… staring at the Singapore River during CNY for a full five minutes, I think. I suppose the fact that I was wondering if all cats hate water was part of it as well. -.-;;

As for the timeline… it is during Drae and Cae’s honeymoon, before they entered the STW.

( He wondered wryly, who had been the one to comment that all cats (or rather kittens in this case) despised water )