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Alphabet Meme. Starsky/Hutch (Starsky & Hutch)

TITLE: Mirror Image
AUTHOR: Nikki Harrington
FANDOM: Starsky & Hutch
PAIRING: David Michael Starsky/Kenneth 'Hutch' Hutchinson
GENRE: Slash
SUB-GENRE: Established Relationship
SUMMARY: In many ways Starsky and Hutch are a mirror image of one another.
RATING: G
WORD COUNT: 100
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Written for birggitt: M - 'Mirror Image'
DISCLAIMER: I don't own these characters, nor am I making any money from them. I merely borrow them from time to time.



One was day the other was night.

One was fair haired the other was dark haired.

One was right handed the other was left handed.

One was book smart the other was street smart

One came from a wealthy family the other from a make ends meet family.

One had an ex-wife the other was still a bachelor.

One didn't care about his car the other worshipped his.

Kenneth Hutchinson and David Michael Starsky.

Opposites.

Mirror images.

As different as chalk and cheese.

But when they came together, be it on the street or in bed, they were as one.





TITLE: Because Of You
AUTHOR: Nikki Harrington
FANDOM: Starsky & Hutch
PAIRING: David Michael Starsky/Kenneth 'Hutch' Hutchinson
GENRE: Slash
SUB-GENRE: Fluff
SUMMARY: Starsky wants to know why Hutch stays in LA.
RATING: PG
WORD COUNT: 300
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Written for birggitt: X - 'Xenolith'
DISCLAIMER: I don't own these characters, nor am I making any money from them. I merely borrow them from time to time.



"Hey," Hutch said, nudging Starsky's arm.

Starsky looked up from the dictionary he'd been studying. "Huh?"

"Lunch." Hutch held out a plate of sandwiches. "Don't frown. Remember we're going to Captain Dobey's for dinner tonight."

Starsky smiled and grabbed a sandwich. "Oh, yeah. We are."

Hutch sat down at the table next to Starsky. "What are you doing?"

"Looking up stuff about rocks," Starsky said, around the cheese and tomato sandwich.

Hutch smiled and ruffled Starsky's curls. "Ah, Starsk," his tone was fond. "And what have you found out?"

Starsky looked at him. "That you're a xenolith," he replied, his tone low.

Hutch blinked. "What? Starsk, what are you on about?"

Starsky wiped his hand on his jeans and pushed the dictionary across to Hutch. "Look it says here that a xenolith is 'a piece of rock of different origin from the igneous rock in which it is embedded'."

"I know what it is. What I mean is why are you calling me one?"

Starsky glanced away; then looked back at his lover. "Because of where you came from and where you are now. You're different, Hutch. You live here in LA, you work in a job your dad hates, you're a country boy in the city. You're different; just like the piece of rock embedded in another piece. Why do you stay?" He held his breath.

Hutch looked at him. "Why do I stay?" he repeated. Starsky nodded. "Why do you think I stay?"

Starsky shrugged. "Don't know."

Hutch pushed the plate of sandwiches and dictionary out of reach and leaned towards Starsky, cupping his face between his hands. "You want to know why I stay?" His tone was low and full of affection. Starsky nodded. "David Michael Starsky, I stay in LA because of you." He kissed Starsky.

Tags: fandom: starsky & hutch, fanfic: stories, pairing (slash): starsky/hutch
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