this is the first time i've written a 1827 ficcy, but do come hard at me with your criticism, still. X) i digress; it was very, very difficult to write this ficcy, because the plotbunny wasn't very enthusiastic in playing with me, and also because i'm trained to believe hibari is eternally the uke. but that does not mean i did not enjoy writing this ficcy - i had much fun imagining scenarios to seme-nize hibari, while keeping some of his fragility. XP i hope the characters manage to come off being ic.
this is for icedcandy , who is fabulous, and writes fabulous ficcies. she was the first on my request list. :3 i hope you like this!!! TOT
speaking of which, after this ficcy, i will take a break from the requests for albeit, to get cracking on someone's coughbirthdaycough ficcy.
Title: Ultimo, for icedcandy</lj>
Pairing: 1827, Yamamoto
Summary: “Herbivore, tell me what happened,” Hibari snarls, grabbing the Rain Guardian’s collar, and jerking the other man closer. “Where is Sawada Tsunayoshi?”