Author: Lokemele

Stories by Lokemele - MFU Fanfiction
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The Sumerian Codebook Affair - Highlander Crossover
Story	KB	Notes	Summary
Part One Posted - 20th November, 2002	12	NC-17 Slash	Act I: "It looks like cuneiform." He knew they were close, but if he could make it to the drop point he could forward the package and draw them off. It was going to be a close thing, but UNCLE hadn't trained him to fail.
Part Two Posted - 20th November, 2002	11	NC-17 Slash	Act II: "I've no idea what you're talking about." As the three men started out of the room, Kuryakin spoke into his communicator. "Napoleon, they're leaving!"
Part Three Posted - 20th November, 2002	19	NC-17 Slash	Act III: "All I ever wanted was to be somebody famous . . ." Fortunately, Illya saw and remembered the license number of the taxi Peterson escaped in, and every UNCLE agent in the New York area was told to watch for the cab and report its location and direction of travel.
Part Four Posted - 20th November, 2002	9		Act IV: "I was too busy trying not to get killed to notice." Solo and Kuryakin lost no time locating the taxi, and were shortly canvassing the neighborhood for traces of the missing professor.

 

Complete Novella
Story	KB	Notes	Summary
The Time Machine Affair Posted - 7th Feb 2001	78	NC-17 Slash	Ilya is dosed with the latest THRUSH drug, and both he and his partner must deal with the consequences.

Interlude of Shadow - Starwars/MFU Crossover
Story	KB	Notes	Summary
Prologue Posted - 1st May 2000	6	NC-17 Slash	Qui-Gon Jinn stepped down the ramp of the transport he’d taken to this small, backwater planet.
Prologue Part Two Posted - 13th May 2000	6	NC-17 Slash	Ilya Kuryakin knew he was in trouble; he didn’t yet realize how deeply.
Part One Posted - 1st May 2000	4	NC-17 Slash	"You’re a whore. You’ve always been a whore. You’ll always be a whore" The words echoed in his mind as he staggered through the alley.
Part Two Posted - 1st May 2000	7	NC-17 Slash	John Quinn, known elsewhere as Qui-Gon Jinn, was reviewing the papers he’d received from his accountants.
Part Three Posted - 2nd May 2000	8	NC-17 Slash	Meanwhile, in the Surgery the operating team was working on the patient and discussing their problems treating him.
Part Four Posted - 6th May 2000	10	NC-17 Slash	He woke a few hours later screaming at the top of his lungs, but when asked denied any recall of his dream.
Part Five Posted - 6th May 2000	13	NC-17 Slash	More than a month had passed since the young man had visited Quinn’s bedroom, and the older man had made good on his promise: he’d brought in tutors to educate his protégé, starting with English and French.
Part Six Posted - 6th May 2000	12	NC-17 Slash	A few nights later, the nightmare returned. John caught the first flinch and moan of denial, followed quickly by shudders and sobs.
Part Seven Posted - 6th May 2000	10	NC-17 Slash	Ivan worried what the revelations would do to his relationship with John. He decided he didn’t want to be hurt anymore so he pushed his lover away.
Part Eight Posted - 13th May 2000	12	NC-17 Slash	They were met at the airport by Quinn himself.
Part Nine Posted - 13th May 2000	14	NC-17 Slash	Ivan/Ilya was pacing back and forth on the veranda waiting for his lover’s return. “Why is it taking so long? Who are these people, anyway?” he asked the cook.
Part Ten Posted - 13th May 2000	18	NC-17 Slash	Dinner was somewhat strained, as Waverly watched his oldest friend and his young protégé feel each other out.
Part Eleven Posted - 13th May 2000	13	NC-17 Slash	“Will you sanction him, Alex?” John asked. They’d adjourned to the dining room, and their host had broken out a bottle of champagne brandy to calm their nerves, passing a snifter in to the cook for Ilya.
Part Twelve Posted - 13th May 2000	17	NC-17 Slash	Meanwhile, Ilya was pushing his breakfast around on his plate and trying to find a way to ask his partner a damning question.
Part Thirteen Posted - 13th May 2000	14	NC-17 Slash	Napoleon was appalled. 'Dear God, what have I done?' he thought. He knelt down next to the stricken man, wanting to help but uncertain for once what to do.
Part Fourteen Posted - 13th May 2000	13	NC-17 Slash	John awoke at dawn as usual and carefully extracted himself from Ilya and the bed. He paused before beginning his day to look down at the young man sleeping in his bed.
Part Fifteen Posted - 24th May 2000	16	NC-17 Slash	John carried the tray into the bedroom and set it down on the table while Ilya pulled himself higher in bed and adjusted the pillows behind him.
Part Sixteen Posted - 24th May 2000	20	NC-17 Slash	Ilya was glad there was some iced tea left; even though it was tepid, it was still wet.
Part Seventeen Posted - 24th May 2000	13	NC-17 Slash	Ilya was so distracted he nearly missed them. His eyes snapped open and before John could hide it, he saw what was there.
Part Eighteen Posted - 24th May 2000	10	NC-17 Slash	Ilya dressed quickly, took the Special from John, and followed him out the opening left from the destruction of the French doors onto the veranda.
Part Nineteen Posted - 24th May 2000	16	NC-17 Slash	Ilya locked the door behind him and dropped his bags on the floor. His first field assignment since his return to UNCLE had been successful, and he had the normal contingency of bruises to show for it.
Part Twenty - (FINAL) Posted - 24th May 2000	17	NC-17 Slash	Illya couldn’t remember when he’d enjoyed the simple act of eating dinner quite so much.

Touch of Fate Affair - (List Challenge)
Story	KB	Notes	Summary
Part 1 Posted - 30th May 2000	10	NC-17 Slash	"Bozhe moi," he murmured aloud to himself, "what have I gotten myself into?" "Oh, come on, IIya," his companion said, "it'll be fun. You need to get out more, loosen up, relax!"
Part 2 Posted - 30th May 2000	6	NC-17 Slash	"Ilya Kuryakin," the other man replied, "Professor of Languages at Midtown University. My colleagues Helen Barstowe," the lady nodded, "Pat Haley," a second nod from the other lady, "and Harry Carstairs," a nod from the gentleman.
Part 3 Posted - 22nd Aug 2000	7	NC-17 Slash	Napoleon recognized the blond hair and tweed jacket thrown over the back of the stool along the counter as he entered the coffee shop. He took the stool next to the man and ordered his usual.