Disclaimer and Warnings: I don't own Weiß. If I did, I would be very, very
rich. Anou.. lesee...Oh, this is all yaoi. Every blessed page of it.
Shounen ai at least. Don't like yaoi? Good for you, I don't wanna hear
about it. The only girls that are in this fic are the random fangirls that
show up outside Koneko all the time and that I hate so much. Ummm...
theres a bit of bad language, and there'll prolly be at least two lemons,
but since I utterly suck at writing them and because I have no patience,
I'm gonna make someone else do it ^.^V
Pairings: Implied/Suggested: Schuldig x Farfie, Crawford x Aya, Yohji x Schu, Omi x Aya, Yohji x Ken Lime: Omi x Nagi, Crawford x Schuldig Lemon: Aya x Ken, Yohji x Omi
Notes:This fic has random romance (I have no idea what possessed me to write romance, I usually only do humour, which has about as much plot as a math book), and it's not guaranteed to be good, being as it's the first serious fic I've ever really tried to write. *thinks* Oh yeah! I'm posting this rather spontaneously and I haven't had the time to write the lemon that's gonna be in the first chapter. Hence the insert lemon here business. Don't get attached to it, I promise I'll get around to writing the lemon soon ^^;;
Chapter I: Sunday
"Rise and shine, Ken-kun!" Omi yelled cheerily, pulling up the shades in Ken's room. Ken muttered something incoherent and covered his head with a pillow.
"C'mon, You know you're supposed to be up by 11! And besides, I made breakfast!"
"It's sunday. We don't have to work today and I'm tired," Ken whined, knowing he wasn't going to get to go back to sleep.
"Tsk. You were up all night, weren't you?" Omi asked.
"Aa."
Ken reluctantly got out of bed and went into the kitchen for breakfast, Omi following him. Aya was sitting in the living room reading the paper. Yohji was apparently still asleep.
"Ohayou gozaimasu, Aya-kun!" Ken said brightly, kissing Aya on the cheek, then proceeding to get some pancakes.
"Ohayou," Aya replied.
Ken returned to the living room with a full plate of pancakes(1) and a glass of milk and sat down next to Aya on the couch, "Omi-kun, where's Yohji, if he doesn't get up soon, there won't be any pancakes left."
Hearing Yohji's name, Omi crossed his arms and made a face, signifying that the two were in the midst of another of their arguments. Normally, they only lasted for about a day or so, then thay'd make up (Or out, whichever works).
"Omi and Yohji are fighting. Omi says Yohji flirts too much with the customers, and Yohji says Omi doesn't trust him," Aya explained.
"Well it's true!," Omi said, indignantly, "I'm going out, I'll pick up some groceries this afternoon because I noticed we're out of chocolate syrup again and we need some eggs. You guys must drink an awful lot of chocolate milk, I just bought chocolate syrup last week and it's gone already!" He started out then turned around and added, "And if Yohji ever decides to get up, tell him that I'm not speaking to him!" Ken and Aya sweatdropped.
"Kay, will do," Ken assured him. Omi then left and Aya smirked.
"Well, it seems we're finally alone, KenKen."
"You know, he already knows about us, so I don't see why you ignore me when other people are arou--"
Aya shut him up by kissing him firmly on the mouth, which Ken happily responded to. When they eventually came up for air, Ken was out of breath and panting, while Aya calmly and affectionately added, "Remind me to kiss you after breakfast more often, the maple syrup tastes good."
"I think I can remember to do that," Ken said, grinning. Having decidedly enough time to catch his breath, Ken resumed their game of tonsil hockey. After a few minutes, Ken had taken the initiative and repositioned himself so he was straddling Aya's lap. He was somewhat suprised that Aya didn't stop him, since, well, they were making out in the living room, and Yohji was right in his bedroom and could walk in at any time. He was even more suprised when Aya slid one hand up his shirt pulling him in closer then running it across his chest. Ken let out a moan of pleasure, with the newfound knowledge that he liked suprises.
insert lemon here(2)
Yohji walked into the living room, still in his pajamas, his hair tied back in a loose ponytail. Aya had gotten dressed and resumed reading the paper, Ken shirtless and asleep in his lap.
"Geez, get a room, you two," Yohji said, surveying the scene and foraging for something that could be considered breakfast.
"We're in a room. See, it's the living room. It has walls and furniture and a ceiling, thus making it a room," Aya replied casually.
Yohji scoffed, "Don't you pull your innocent act with me, Aya Fujimiya. You guys woke me up with all the noise you were making, just so you know! I need my beauty sleep!"
"It's past noon. I went to bed later than you and I was up since 8 o' clock."
"Hn. Did Omi go out?"
"Yeah, he said to tell you he's not speaking to you. I'd advise buying him chocolates or something, and not tootsie rolls either. You should get the expensive kind with the unpredictable centers."
"Hah! I'm not apologizing to him! I can get along just fine without that little so and so!," Yohji spat, in a matter-of-factly tone. His sudden outburst was enough to wake up Ken.
"Nmh--huh? Yohjiiii...what's your problem, I was having a really good dream and--"
Ken looked around, first at Aya, then Yohji, and Aya again, then noticed his current state of undress. He sweatdropped and pulled away from Aya, trying to make the situation look less suggestive. Aya blinked and Yohji facefaulted.
~*~*~*~
"So what you're asking is if I'll help you make Yohji jealous by pretending to be all up on you and such?"
Omi and Nagi were sitting on a park bench, chatting. According to Omi, this was a foolproof plan and Yohji would apologize to him within a day.
"Hai, so will you do it? If you will, we can get ice cream sundaes, my treat!" Omi said, hopefully.
After a moment of careful consideration, Nagi agreed. They went across the street to the ice cream parlour, where Nagi ordered a triple fudge sundae and Omi got a banana split.
However it just so happened that Crawford and Schuldig happened to be out, shopping at a few of the local stores to pick up a few things; new shoes for Brad and a new food processor (take a guess at what happened to the old one). Schuldig did a double take as he noticed a certain telekinetic 15- year old out on what appeared to be a date with one of Weiß.
"Oi, Bradley, check out who's having ice cream together," he said, pointing towards the small shop.
Crawford was somewhat amused, "I always figured Nagi had a thing for Farfarello."
Schuldig tapped into Nagi's mind.
//Having fun?//
Nagi immediately knew that they had company, but Omi was rather suprised when the younger boy started hitting his head on the table in frustration.
"I'd better go, Omi-kun, I'll come visit the flowershop tomorrow around the 2 o' clock, 3 vicinity, okay?"
Omi gave him an appreciative nod, "Hai arigatou gozaimasu!"
As soon as Nagi stepped out the door, he was addressed by his two teammates, who always seemed to show up at the wrong time.
Schuldig smirked, "Awwww, I'm so sorry to break up your date with your boyfriend, Nagi-kins!"
Nagi just stood in the same place, clenching his fists. He HATED when Schuldig called him that.
"Leave him alone, Schu, you remember what happened the last time you kept teasing him like that, ne? If I recall correctly, you were hospitalized for half a week. You wouldn't want that to happen again, now would you?" Crawford warned him.
"No Bradley, I missed you!" Schuldig exclaimed rather loudly, suddenly remembering the occasion when Nagi threw the refrigerator at him for saying he wanted to get with Tot(3). He shut up and Crawford patted him on the head (Not that one! Ecchi.).
"Good boy," Crawford said, "Come along now, we have things to do"
The two left to go do........things... And Nagi sighed. He wondered what exactly he was getting himself into while walking home to Schwarz HQ.
*~*~*~
(1) Yes, pancakes. Oishii desu.
(2) I told ya it'd be there, didn't I?
(3) Okay, I just couldn't mention Nagi without bashing Tot ^^;
Pairings: Implied/Suggested: Schuldig x Farfie, Crawford x Aya, Yohji x Schu, Omi x Aya, Yohji x Ken Lime: Omi x Nagi, Crawford x Schuldig Lemon: Aya x Ken, Yohji x Omi
Notes:This fic has random romance (I have no idea what possessed me to write romance, I usually only do humour, which has about as much plot as a math book), and it's not guaranteed to be good, being as it's the first serious fic I've ever really tried to write. *thinks* Oh yeah! I'm posting this rather spontaneously and I haven't had the time to write the lemon that's gonna be in the first chapter. Hence the insert lemon here business. Don't get attached to it, I promise I'll get around to writing the lemon soon ^^;;
Chapter I: Sunday
"Rise and shine, Ken-kun!" Omi yelled cheerily, pulling up the shades in Ken's room. Ken muttered something incoherent and covered his head with a pillow.
"C'mon, You know you're supposed to be up by 11! And besides, I made breakfast!"
"It's sunday. We don't have to work today and I'm tired," Ken whined, knowing he wasn't going to get to go back to sleep.
"Tsk. You were up all night, weren't you?" Omi asked.
"Aa."
Ken reluctantly got out of bed and went into the kitchen for breakfast, Omi following him. Aya was sitting in the living room reading the paper. Yohji was apparently still asleep.
"Ohayou gozaimasu, Aya-kun!" Ken said brightly, kissing Aya on the cheek, then proceeding to get some pancakes.
"Ohayou," Aya replied.
Ken returned to the living room with a full plate of pancakes(1) and a glass of milk and sat down next to Aya on the couch, "Omi-kun, where's Yohji, if he doesn't get up soon, there won't be any pancakes left."
Hearing Yohji's name, Omi crossed his arms and made a face, signifying that the two were in the midst of another of their arguments. Normally, they only lasted for about a day or so, then thay'd make up (Or out, whichever works).
"Omi and Yohji are fighting. Omi says Yohji flirts too much with the customers, and Yohji says Omi doesn't trust him," Aya explained.
"Well it's true!," Omi said, indignantly, "I'm going out, I'll pick up some groceries this afternoon because I noticed we're out of chocolate syrup again and we need some eggs. You guys must drink an awful lot of chocolate milk, I just bought chocolate syrup last week and it's gone already!" He started out then turned around and added, "And if Yohji ever decides to get up, tell him that I'm not speaking to him!" Ken and Aya sweatdropped.
"Kay, will do," Ken assured him. Omi then left and Aya smirked.
"Well, it seems we're finally alone, KenKen."
"You know, he already knows about us, so I don't see why you ignore me when other people are arou--"
Aya shut him up by kissing him firmly on the mouth, which Ken happily responded to. When they eventually came up for air, Ken was out of breath and panting, while Aya calmly and affectionately added, "Remind me to kiss you after breakfast more often, the maple syrup tastes good."
"I think I can remember to do that," Ken said, grinning. Having decidedly enough time to catch his breath, Ken resumed their game of tonsil hockey. After a few minutes, Ken had taken the initiative and repositioned himself so he was straddling Aya's lap. He was somewhat suprised that Aya didn't stop him, since, well, they were making out in the living room, and Yohji was right in his bedroom and could walk in at any time. He was even more suprised when Aya slid one hand up his shirt pulling him in closer then running it across his chest. Ken let out a moan of pleasure, with the newfound knowledge that he liked suprises.
insert lemon here(2)
Yohji walked into the living room, still in his pajamas, his hair tied back in a loose ponytail. Aya had gotten dressed and resumed reading the paper, Ken shirtless and asleep in his lap.
"Geez, get a room, you two," Yohji said, surveying the scene and foraging for something that could be considered breakfast.
"We're in a room. See, it's the living room. It has walls and furniture and a ceiling, thus making it a room," Aya replied casually.
Yohji scoffed, "Don't you pull your innocent act with me, Aya Fujimiya. You guys woke me up with all the noise you were making, just so you know! I need my beauty sleep!"
"It's past noon. I went to bed later than you and I was up since 8 o' clock."
"Hn. Did Omi go out?"
"Yeah, he said to tell you he's not speaking to you. I'd advise buying him chocolates or something, and not tootsie rolls either. You should get the expensive kind with the unpredictable centers."
"Hah! I'm not apologizing to him! I can get along just fine without that little so and so!," Yohji spat, in a matter-of-factly tone. His sudden outburst was enough to wake up Ken.
"Nmh--huh? Yohjiiii...what's your problem, I was having a really good dream and--"
Ken looked around, first at Aya, then Yohji, and Aya again, then noticed his current state of undress. He sweatdropped and pulled away from Aya, trying to make the situation look less suggestive. Aya blinked and Yohji facefaulted.
~*~*~*~
"So what you're asking is if I'll help you make Yohji jealous by pretending to be all up on you and such?"
Omi and Nagi were sitting on a park bench, chatting. According to Omi, this was a foolproof plan and Yohji would apologize to him within a day.
"Hai, so will you do it? If you will, we can get ice cream sundaes, my treat!" Omi said, hopefully.
After a moment of careful consideration, Nagi agreed. They went across the street to the ice cream parlour, where Nagi ordered a triple fudge sundae and Omi got a banana split.
However it just so happened that Crawford and Schuldig happened to be out, shopping at a few of the local stores to pick up a few things; new shoes for Brad and a new food processor (take a guess at what happened to the old one). Schuldig did a double take as he noticed a certain telekinetic 15- year old out on what appeared to be a date with one of Weiß.
"Oi, Bradley, check out who's having ice cream together," he said, pointing towards the small shop.
Crawford was somewhat amused, "I always figured Nagi had a thing for Farfarello."
Schuldig tapped into Nagi's mind.
//Having fun?//
Nagi immediately knew that they had company, but Omi was rather suprised when the younger boy started hitting his head on the table in frustration.
"I'd better go, Omi-kun, I'll come visit the flowershop tomorrow around the 2 o' clock, 3 vicinity, okay?"
Omi gave him an appreciative nod, "Hai arigatou gozaimasu!"
As soon as Nagi stepped out the door, he was addressed by his two teammates, who always seemed to show up at the wrong time.
Schuldig smirked, "Awwww, I'm so sorry to break up your date with your boyfriend, Nagi-kins!"
Nagi just stood in the same place, clenching his fists. He HATED when Schuldig called him that.
"Leave him alone, Schu, you remember what happened the last time you kept teasing him like that, ne? If I recall correctly, you were hospitalized for half a week. You wouldn't want that to happen again, now would you?" Crawford warned him.
"No Bradley, I missed you!" Schuldig exclaimed rather loudly, suddenly remembering the occasion when Nagi threw the refrigerator at him for saying he wanted to get with Tot(3). He shut up and Crawford patted him on the head (Not that one! Ecchi.).
"Good boy," Crawford said, "Come along now, we have things to do"
The two left to go do........things... And Nagi sighed. He wondered what exactly he was getting himself into while walking home to Schwarz HQ.
*~*~*~
(1) Yes, pancakes. Oishii desu.
(2) I told ya it'd be there, didn't I?
(3) Okay, I just couldn't mention Nagi without bashing Tot ^^;