Breaking all the Rules
Chapter 1
By: Cali
"Youji-kun! Dame!", Omi stomped into the room, red sneaker's slamming into the tiled floor. With a quick flick of his wrists the young boy grabbed the cigarrete from the older man's mouth, "How many times to I have to tell you! No smoking in the shop!"
"Maa. Omittchi, gomen ne?", Youji held up his hands in a signal of defeat, "I didn't know you were off early today..."
"So you mean you always smoke when I'm not here?!", Omi's fists clenched, "Youji no baka! You know the rules!"
"Yup. I know the rules. And you're the only one so uptight about keeping them. Ken doesn't mind, do you Ken?" Ken merely shot him a glare before getting back to the arrangement he was working on. Youji turned his attention back to Omi.
A fuming red faced Omi Tsukiyono.
The kid really looked pissed off this time, {Me and my big mouth...}
"Oi Omi-"
"Then go ahead and smoke and break the rules and do all those stuff you do!", Youji barely dodged the ciggarete that Omi threw back at his head, "I'm leaving!"
Youji blinked uncertainly at the retreating boys back. Boy... Omi was touchy today.
"Youji...", He winced at the vehemence in Ken's voice. He looked up to see the other boy taking advantage of the fact that Youji was seated to flaunt his now greater hieght, "You go get Omi back."
"Hai hai."
"NOW!", Ken reached for a nearby flower pot.
"Hai.", Youji sighed before getting of his seat and walked lazily out the flower shop. He was in no mood to argue with Kenken now. Everyone always sided with Omi anyway. Not that he was an exception though. That boy definitely had a way with people.
"Must be the big blue eyes thing...", Youji murmered to himself. He scanned the streets but Omi was nowhere in sight.
"Where is that kid..."
~*~*~*
"Youji-kun no baka...", Omi walked with large furious steps down the street, "Always breaking rules...", he stuggled to rein in hit temper. "And he never listens to what I say!"
But now that he thought about it, Omi realised Youji-kun wasn't the only one who'd broken rules. There were the pictures of naked men Omi had found on Ken-kun's cabinet, and the videotape of Ken taking a shower under Aya's bed.
The wonder's you find during cleaning duty.
He was the only one who made it a point to keep to all the rules! Why was everyone else having fun while he kept being good? He was just plain getting tired of it!
Waitaminute.
Why _was_ he the only one following rules? An idea slowly formed in in the blue eyed boy's mind.
"It's about time I had my fun!", a smug smile flashed on the youngest Weiß members face, "I have a couple of things I've always wanted to do."
He glanced at his watch. He wasn't supposed to meet Nagi-kun for another hour. He had just enough time to get what he needed and tell his best friend about the change in plans.
And giggling softly to himself, he made his way to the nearest mall.
~*~*~*~*
"Honestly. I couldn't find him!"
Aya's face was unforgiving, "Then why are you back here?"
"I'm not his mother.", Youji returned Aya's glare.
Ken wrinkled his nose, "I'll bet you aren't. Mother's don't smoke like chimmney's."
"My mother did!"
"Tadaima!", the door slammed open.
"Omi!", Ken grinned with relief, "We were getting worrie- wha...", Ken's jaw fell open, causing Youji to smirk. Soccer boy looked like a drowing fish with his mouth gaping open and close like that.
Then Omi came into his view. Youji felt the image slam into him like a truck way past the speed limit.
"Doeshite minna? Don't you like it?", Omi did a little twirl, "A lot of people sure did! I got a lot of compliments along the way!", Omi giggled, pleased at the effect he had on his teamates. Ken was doing a fish imitation while Aya had turned a bright shade of crimson, blending with his red hair. And Youji. Unfazeble Yo-tan who had slept with countless men and women, looked like he had been hit by a truck.
"You guys don't like it?", he teased.
The rest of the Weiß team were to busy taking in the image before them to answer. Their eyes forcused first on the knee high black leather boots, locked in place by a pair of leather belts. Then to the indecently tight beaded skirt, showing the young boys tight little bottom to it's full advantage. Then on to the translucent red silk shirt, Omi's tight stomach and pink nipples in clear veiw. Finnaly they came to their youngest member face. Red cherry tinted lips, so deliciously turned into a sweet smirk (no matter how he dressed, Omi always looked sweet), aquamarine eyes darkened by black eyeliner. [1]
The perfect picture of a deliciously packaged bundle of sexual boy. And then Omi winked at them, "Daijoubu minna-san?"
Minna: O_O
"Anou...", Youji was (for once) speechless. He stuck his hands into his pocket to drown the urge to scoop up the younger boy, toss him on his bed, kiss those pouty lips savagely,
And just plain fuck him.
Ken and Aya meanwhile were experiencing similar emotions. Aya kept trying to divert his eyes to the nearby window, but found that his gaze kept returning to Omi's tight bottom causing him avert his eyes again. Ken meanwhile inched towards the counter, hoping to hide his growing erection which stemmed from the hentai thoughts dancing around in his mind at the moment. [2]
Omi though seemed unfazed at reactions he had caused, "I just came back to tell you guys that I'd be out for the night with Na- ... a friend! The new disco bar 'Kitten's Purrr' is finally open!!", he grabbed the key's to Youji's sportscar and made his way back to the door.
A few rational thoughts made their way to Ken's mind, //"Kitten's Purrr? Wasn't that a gay strip bar?//
So Omi was Bi... [3]
Youji broke away from the spell the younger boy had umwittingly (atleast he beleived so) cast on him and followed him out the door, "O-Oi! Omittchi! Those are mine!"
Omi stopped and tilted his head, bright blue eyes blinking in mild surpise, "You won't lend it to me Youji-kun?"
{Ack... maybe I could grab him and have a quickie over by the bushes there}, The idea was scrapped as Aya and Ken appeared by the door, stunned expressions still plastered on their faces.
Suddenly Omi walked closer and ran a finger down his chest, chin tilted upwards to meet Youji's eyes as if begging for a kiss, "Well...", the finger moved lower and snagged at his belt, "Can I borrow your car Youji-kun?"
"Ha-hai....", He looked down at Omi's face and stayed riveted on those red pursed lips.
Omi noted this, and cupped one hand behind Youji's neck as he pulled the older man down for a chaste kiss, a barely felt brushing off lips. Youji moved to wrap his arms around his youngest teamates waist but Omi slipped away, and with a wave of his hand, jumped into the car and drove away.
Youji's hentai daydreams were broken when two hands, on paler than the other clutched his shoulder.
"Youji...", Ken's voice was deviod of any emotion.
"Ha-Hai?"
"I don't know whether to tell you off or kneel in thanks... but I think I'll settle for the former."
If the look Aya directed at him could kill, Youji would be 6 feet under.
"Whaa~aaatt! You think this is all my fault?!"
He was met by twin glares. Youji sighed in defeat, "Fine. I'll go after him ok?"
Ken and Aya nodded agreeing.
"Any of you wanna lend me their rides? The kid's got mine."
Aya sniffed and walked away.
"Ken?"
The soccer played grinned and slapped him on the back, "A walk will do you good Yo-tan. Lose you some weight!", he skipped hapily after Aya. Hopefully the older man would have a solution for the erection that still plagued him.
Youji kept his temper in check as he furiously puffed on his cigarrete. When he got to Omi, he'd teach the boy a lesson. A lesson involving a pair of handcuffs (he had a pair under his pillow) and the chocolate syrup Omittchi loved (an half-empty bottle was in the fridge).
Comforted by this, Youji _walked_ all the way to the 'Kitten's Purrr' disco.
[1] Fanart minna-san? Onegaishimasu! I'll write you a fic! *_*
[2] Mwafafafafafafaf... guyz have it so bad. ^_^
[3] What tipped you off Yotan? The skirt? Or maybe the makeup? -_-
Chapter 1
By: Cali
"Youji-kun! Dame!", Omi stomped into the room, red sneaker's slamming into the tiled floor. With a quick flick of his wrists the young boy grabbed the cigarrete from the older man's mouth, "How many times to I have to tell you! No smoking in the shop!"
"Maa. Omittchi, gomen ne?", Youji held up his hands in a signal of defeat, "I didn't know you were off early today..."
"So you mean you always smoke when I'm not here?!", Omi's fists clenched, "Youji no baka! You know the rules!"
"Yup. I know the rules. And you're the only one so uptight about keeping them. Ken doesn't mind, do you Ken?" Ken merely shot him a glare before getting back to the arrangement he was working on. Youji turned his attention back to Omi.
A fuming red faced Omi Tsukiyono.
The kid really looked pissed off this time, {Me and my big mouth...}
"Oi Omi-"
"Then go ahead and smoke and break the rules and do all those stuff you do!", Youji barely dodged the ciggarete that Omi threw back at his head, "I'm leaving!"
Youji blinked uncertainly at the retreating boys back. Boy... Omi was touchy today.
"Youji...", He winced at the vehemence in Ken's voice. He looked up to see the other boy taking advantage of the fact that Youji was seated to flaunt his now greater hieght, "You go get Omi back."
"Hai hai."
"NOW!", Ken reached for a nearby flower pot.
"Hai.", Youji sighed before getting of his seat and walked lazily out the flower shop. He was in no mood to argue with Kenken now. Everyone always sided with Omi anyway. Not that he was an exception though. That boy definitely had a way with people.
"Must be the big blue eyes thing...", Youji murmered to himself. He scanned the streets but Omi was nowhere in sight.
"Where is that kid..."
~*~*~*
"Youji-kun no baka...", Omi walked with large furious steps down the street, "Always breaking rules...", he stuggled to rein in hit temper. "And he never listens to what I say!"
But now that he thought about it, Omi realised Youji-kun wasn't the only one who'd broken rules. There were the pictures of naked men Omi had found on Ken-kun's cabinet, and the videotape of Ken taking a shower under Aya's bed.
The wonder's you find during cleaning duty.
He was the only one who made it a point to keep to all the rules! Why was everyone else having fun while he kept being good? He was just plain getting tired of it!
Waitaminute.
Why _was_ he the only one following rules? An idea slowly formed in in the blue eyed boy's mind.
"It's about time I had my fun!", a smug smile flashed on the youngest Weiß members face, "I have a couple of things I've always wanted to do."
He glanced at his watch. He wasn't supposed to meet Nagi-kun for another hour. He had just enough time to get what he needed and tell his best friend about the change in plans.
And giggling softly to himself, he made his way to the nearest mall.
~*~*~*~*
"Honestly. I couldn't find him!"
Aya's face was unforgiving, "Then why are you back here?"
"I'm not his mother.", Youji returned Aya's glare.
Ken wrinkled his nose, "I'll bet you aren't. Mother's don't smoke like chimmney's."
"My mother did!"
"Tadaima!", the door slammed open.
"Omi!", Ken grinned with relief, "We were getting worrie- wha...", Ken's jaw fell open, causing Youji to smirk. Soccer boy looked like a drowing fish with his mouth gaping open and close like that.
Then Omi came into his view. Youji felt the image slam into him like a truck way past the speed limit.
"Doeshite minna? Don't you like it?", Omi did a little twirl, "A lot of people sure did! I got a lot of compliments along the way!", Omi giggled, pleased at the effect he had on his teamates. Ken was doing a fish imitation while Aya had turned a bright shade of crimson, blending with his red hair. And Youji. Unfazeble Yo-tan who had slept with countless men and women, looked like he had been hit by a truck.
"You guys don't like it?", he teased.
The rest of the Weiß team were to busy taking in the image before them to answer. Their eyes forcused first on the knee high black leather boots, locked in place by a pair of leather belts. Then to the indecently tight beaded skirt, showing the young boys tight little bottom to it's full advantage. Then on to the translucent red silk shirt, Omi's tight stomach and pink nipples in clear veiw. Finnaly they came to their youngest member face. Red cherry tinted lips, so deliciously turned into a sweet smirk (no matter how he dressed, Omi always looked sweet), aquamarine eyes darkened by black eyeliner. [1]
The perfect picture of a deliciously packaged bundle of sexual boy. And then Omi winked at them, "Daijoubu minna-san?"
Minna: O_O
"Anou...", Youji was (for once) speechless. He stuck his hands into his pocket to drown the urge to scoop up the younger boy, toss him on his bed, kiss those pouty lips savagely,
And just plain fuck him.
Ken and Aya meanwhile were experiencing similar emotions. Aya kept trying to divert his eyes to the nearby window, but found that his gaze kept returning to Omi's tight bottom causing him avert his eyes again. Ken meanwhile inched towards the counter, hoping to hide his growing erection which stemmed from the hentai thoughts dancing around in his mind at the moment. [2]
Omi though seemed unfazed at reactions he had caused, "I just came back to tell you guys that I'd be out for the night with Na- ... a friend! The new disco bar 'Kitten's Purrr' is finally open!!", he grabbed the key's to Youji's sportscar and made his way back to the door.
A few rational thoughts made their way to Ken's mind, //"Kitten's Purrr? Wasn't that a gay strip bar?//
So Omi was Bi... [3]
Youji broke away from the spell the younger boy had umwittingly (atleast he beleived so) cast on him and followed him out the door, "O-Oi! Omittchi! Those are mine!"
Omi stopped and tilted his head, bright blue eyes blinking in mild surpise, "You won't lend it to me Youji-kun?"
{Ack... maybe I could grab him and have a quickie over by the bushes there}, The idea was scrapped as Aya and Ken appeared by the door, stunned expressions still plastered on their faces.
Suddenly Omi walked closer and ran a finger down his chest, chin tilted upwards to meet Youji's eyes as if begging for a kiss, "Well...", the finger moved lower and snagged at his belt, "Can I borrow your car Youji-kun?"
"Ha-hai....", He looked down at Omi's face and stayed riveted on those red pursed lips.
Omi noted this, and cupped one hand behind Youji's neck as he pulled the older man down for a chaste kiss, a barely felt brushing off lips. Youji moved to wrap his arms around his youngest teamates waist but Omi slipped away, and with a wave of his hand, jumped into the car and drove away.
Youji's hentai daydreams were broken when two hands, on paler than the other clutched his shoulder.
"Youji...", Ken's voice was deviod of any emotion.
"Ha-Hai?"
"I don't know whether to tell you off or kneel in thanks... but I think I'll settle for the former."
If the look Aya directed at him could kill, Youji would be 6 feet under.
"Whaa~aaatt! You think this is all my fault?!"
He was met by twin glares. Youji sighed in defeat, "Fine. I'll go after him ok?"
Ken and Aya nodded agreeing.
"Any of you wanna lend me their rides? The kid's got mine."
Aya sniffed and walked away.
"Ken?"
The soccer played grinned and slapped him on the back, "A walk will do you good Yo-tan. Lose you some weight!", he skipped hapily after Aya. Hopefully the older man would have a solution for the erection that still plagued him.
Youji kept his temper in check as he furiously puffed on his cigarrete. When he got to Omi, he'd teach the boy a lesson. A lesson involving a pair of handcuffs (he had a pair under his pillow) and the chocolate syrup Omittchi loved (an half-empty bottle was in the fridge).
Comforted by this, Youji _walked_ all the way to the 'Kitten's Purrr' disco.
[1] Fanart minna-san? Onegaishimasu! I'll write you a fic! *_*
[2] Mwafafafafafafaf... guyz have it so bad. ^_^
[3] What tipped you off Yotan? The skirt? Or maybe the makeup? -_-