Katsuki Yuuri, former skating prodigy of Japan, has come back home after a couple failed seasons to work at his childhood friends flower shop. Viktor Nikiforov, five time figure skating world champion and Russia's living legend, ends up in a small town in southern Japan on his journey for inspiration and motivation. They cross paths for the first time on a cold day in mid-January.
Jack sets about getting what he wants. Aster doesn't complain. PWP. Jackrabbit.
[miyusawa] "Sawamura has always been a bundle of emotions, and he supposes winning the Koshien isn't going to be any different." Another Seido-wins-a-game-and-Miyuki-and-Sawamura-have-celebratory-sex fic, written for misawaweek day one.
[miyusawa] "What the hell's your problem!" "You! You're my problem!" Sawamura shouts. (In which Seido's #1 battery cannot communicate off the field to save their lives and everyone suffers for it). written for misawa week day two
[miyusawa] series: I Sing Myself. Eijun is a miracle wrapped in Kazuya's bed sheets.
Jackrabbit AU. When Jack Frost, a disillusioned Lieutenant in the United States Navy, is shot down behind enemy lines, he begins to realize that his yearning for adventure might be his downfall. Luckily he's got Tooth, North, Aster, and a whole boatload of people trying to get him home, and he might just make it…if the mysterious tracker doesn't get to him first. ABANDONED.
[misawa] series: I Sing Myself. Skype is both a blessing and a curse, sometimes.
[miyusawa] "Hey Kazuya? What do I sound like to you?" "Right now? You're –warm. Rich. Like burnished bronze. Like the sun setting in early autumn. Like eternity." written for misawa week
"Miyuki gets up slowly, hands planted on either side of his head and knees framing his hips, pausing. Eijun watches him carefully. This close, he can see flecks of gold and green in his eyes, and himself reflected in the lenses of his glasses. When Miyuki offers him his hand again, Eijun thinks stupidly that this is what it means to trust someone, and takes it." [misawa week day 4]
[miyusawa] "When Kazuya wakes, it's leisurely, peaceful, and slow. There are no windows for the sun to shine through, no clocks on the wall, ticking away the hours. There's only the scent of citrus and lavender, the heat of a body pressed to his, and the sounds of Eijun breathing, ribs expanding and contracting against his chest." For Misawa Week.
"You can check me out too if you want, give my tires a good rotation," Jack purred, "but I'm kind of on a tight schedule here, I need my car good to go for tomorrow. So, y'know. Later." / In which an over-the-top street racer named Jack brings his car in for a tune-up and ends up getting one himself. Alternate title: Aster is a Patient Man But Not That Patient.