Two fated damned souls, who waltz around in an endless requiem melody, spinning in a cycle of death and rebirth— like in a dream, within a dream. [Jack/Lacie story retold but Chilumi]

Aren't Uchihas supposed to be a real, walking blocks of ice? Who would have guessed that Tayuya would be lucky enough to witness an Uchiha bringing iced coffee to an easily flustered pink-haired miko in front of a Shinto shrine in broad daylight? (Well... who knows, it might be his miko girlfriend.)

"Someday, let's meet again. I am certain that the wind will carry the harmonious melody that will open up tomorrow, for as long as we are alive."

That night would be enough for him to remember for a long time, if not forever. [Albelumi/Subject Two NSFW Oneshot]

With a single glance through his viewfinder, he discovered a beautiful enigma that would forever alter the way he perceived colors.