"What the-?" Omi rubbed his eyes, cautiously
curious at what he saw.
"It's the spoils from our last mission", Ken
grunted, never loosening his grip as he and
Yoji played tug-of-war with a medium-sized
cardboard box.
"The sex club?!", Omi asked, with a hint of
disgust.
"Hai! And Yoji won't share!"
"What use would YOU have for these?", Yoji
asked through gritted teeth.
"Ask Aya", Ken grinned wickedly.
"I'd rather not."
"Uh...bye!" Omi awkwardly excused himself, and
left to join Aya in the living room.
"Did you see-?"
Aya nodded, never looking up from his
book. "Vultures", he sniffed.
~~~~~~~~~~
"Aya", Ken whispered, getting into bed beside
the sleeping redhead. "I got the goods."
"Mm" Aya turned over.
"Yoji was no match for me", he added with a
self-satisfied grin. "You wanna play?"
"No", Aya replied sleepily, yet firmly.
"Come on! Now that you're up, maybe we could
just-?"
"Damn it, Ken", Aya grumbled. "Shut the hell up
and let me go back to sleep."
Ken sighed. "All that work for nothing", he
thought, disappointed. "I guess I can try again
tomorrow night."
~~~~~~~~~~
Yoji crawled into bed beside Omi's sleeping
form, trying hard not to wake the younger man.
He was unsuccessful.
"Yoji..."
"Gomen." Yoji leaned over, kissing Omi on the
forehead. "Go back to sleep."
Now fully awake, Omi turned over, resting his
cheek in the palm of his hand.
"Who won?", he asked, raising an eyebrow.
Yoji cleared his throat. "Nani?"
"You know...don't make me say it."
"Oh, that." Yoji looked away, embarrassed. "Ken
did. By default."
"'Default'? What do you mean?"
"Ken reminded me that we'll be having company
soon", Yoji explained. "And that it may not be
in my best interest to have those items on my
person."
"Oh! Of course!" Omi sat up, slapping his palm
to his forehead. "How could I forget? Your
mother is coming to visit, isn't she?"
"Don't remind me", Yoji groaned, pulling the
blanket up over his head.
Omi covered his mouth, stifling a laugh. In all
the time that he had known Yoji, after all of
the potentially deadly situations they had been
in together, this was the first time that Yoji
looked afraid.
curious at what he saw.
"It's the spoils from our last mission", Ken
grunted, never loosening his grip as he and
Yoji played tug-of-war with a medium-sized
cardboard box.
"The sex club?!", Omi asked, with a hint of
disgust.
"Hai! And Yoji won't share!"
"What use would YOU have for these?", Yoji
asked through gritted teeth.
"Ask Aya", Ken grinned wickedly.
"I'd rather not."
"Uh...bye!" Omi awkwardly excused himself, and
left to join Aya in the living room.
"Did you see-?"
Aya nodded, never looking up from his
book. "Vultures", he sniffed.
~~~~~~~~~~
"Aya", Ken whispered, getting into bed beside
the sleeping redhead. "I got the goods."
"Mm" Aya turned over.
"Yoji was no match for me", he added with a
self-satisfied grin. "You wanna play?"
"No", Aya replied sleepily, yet firmly.
"Come on! Now that you're up, maybe we could
just-?"
"Damn it, Ken", Aya grumbled. "Shut the hell up
and let me go back to sleep."
Ken sighed. "All that work for nothing", he
thought, disappointed. "I guess I can try again
tomorrow night."
~~~~~~~~~~
Yoji crawled into bed beside Omi's sleeping
form, trying hard not to wake the younger man.
He was unsuccessful.
"Yoji..."
"Gomen." Yoji leaned over, kissing Omi on the
forehead. "Go back to sleep."
Now fully awake, Omi turned over, resting his
cheek in the palm of his hand.
"Who won?", he asked, raising an eyebrow.
Yoji cleared his throat. "Nani?"
"You know...don't make me say it."
"Oh, that." Yoji looked away, embarrassed. "Ken
did. By default."
"'Default'? What do you mean?"
"Ken reminded me that we'll be having company
soon", Yoji explained. "And that it may not be
in my best interest to have those items on my
person."
"Oh! Of course!" Omi sat up, slapping his palm
to his forehead. "How could I forget? Your
mother is coming to visit, isn't she?"
"Don't remind me", Yoji groaned, pulling the
blanket up over his head.
Omi covered his mouth, stifling a laugh. In all
the time that he had known Yoji, after all of
the potentially deadly situations they had been
in together, this was the first time that Yoji
looked afraid.