1 Hello ! Yeah ! My first creepy/supernatural whatever ficcie ! I'm not
sure about how this fic will go yet , but I'm hoping it will be received
nicely and earn me a decent name in fic writing ! The problem with me is ,
once I lose my inspiration , I normally never get it back , so let's just
hope I get to finish this little baby before I forget what it's all about .
_ .
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3 Anyway , STANDARD DISCLAIMERS APPLY !!! Yadda yadda yadda ! Don't sue me k ?
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5 I'm testing this writing style . I hope it will be more decent than my other pathetic fics . ^_^ I hope it works . R & R please ! ^.^
6 Blackrose
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9 Alone in the darkness
Aya couldn't sleep . He normally couldn't after missions and tonight was no exception . He glanced at the blinking lights of the digital clock on his bedside table , noting with annoyance the ungodly hour . 3 : 30 a.m.
Damn .
He looked out silently back to the pale face of the moon , marveling at the fair silver beams dancing gracefully into his dark room .
" Che ." he muttered in frustration . He hated staying out late because it meant he was going to regret it in the morning when the early rush of customers barge into the flowershop , he just had to deal with them ne ?
He stepped back into the shadows and sank down onto the carpet , taking in all the sensations he felt at once . The softness of the carpet , the cold caress of the autumn breeze – everything he felt at that moment . He was enveloped in complete silence and he felt tranquil …
Aya stood up slowly . He heard a muffled thud and the sound of padded feet coming from Ken's room . It looked like the brunette had woken up again in the middle of the night with troubled dreams . Aya was used to it . Ken always woke up at ludicrous hours particularly after missions , like tonight . Aya sat down on the edge of his bed and smoothed down his bedcovers as he listened to the sounds dying down , until only the faint chirping of crickets could be heard .
Poor Ken … He thought as he waited for sunrise .
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Yohji scowled . " How come Ken gets to stay in bed until 10:00 while the rest of us has to wake up at 7:00 in the bloody morning ?!" He hollered . Omi could tell that the older blond was in appalling mood as he wont to be in the morning but he was more so this morning ; challenging every detail – every little action anyone made . He was in fact , severe even with the ladies inside the shop . Omi sighed . Thank god there were no more customers in the shop or Yohji-kun would permanently drive them away .
Yohji-kun was already starting to be a handful , but he himself was curious why Aya-kun had allowed Ken-kun to sleep late .
" Aya-kun … I hope you don't mind my asking ; but why did you let Ken-kun sleep until late today ?" Omi lowered his eyes in case Aya started shouting but nothing came , instead Aya glanced at Omi and said " He hasn't been sleeping
well the past few nights ."
Aya's gaze was noncommittal , clouded and hazy . Omi couldn't read anything from Aya's eyes . Aya turned back to the flowers he had been watering .
" Yohji , since you're so intent on waking him up , go ahead and wake him ." There were no further words from their leader and Yohji submissively trudged away to awaken their teammate without a murmur .
Omi studied the redhead from the corner of his eye . His actions were quite unusual , he rarely gave damn about what the hell was the problem , just as long as they were around in time for missions and shifts , but recently , he seemed to have taken particular interest to Ken-kun's well being .
But he must admit to himself , Ken-kun was indeed acting quite off lately . He was jumpy and nervous , especially around people . He had started withhold from his meals and his tan complexion faded into a paleness comparable to Aya . Most of all , he refused to go out under the sun to play with his soccer kids and instead insists on staying indoors whenever the sun was out . Yes , Ken-kun needed all the attention he could get . Omi confirmed to himself .
As if sensing someone's gaze on him , Aya turned and glared at Omi who , discomfited , avoided the violet-eyed stare . " Ano Aya-kun …"
" What ?!" The irate reply almost discouraged the younger boy , but out of his concern for Ken , Omi continued .
" Have you noticed anything different about Ken-kun these past few days ?" Omi fiddled with the geraniums he was trimming . He stole a brief glance at Aya before turning his attention back to the plant as he waited for his reply . There was a period of long silence .
They could both hear Yohji rapping sharply on Ken's bedroom door , calling his name .
Omi was jolted out of his thoughts when Aya spoke a few moments later . " I have ."
" You have ?"
" Yes , something's wrong with him . I'm not sure if he's stable enough to keep in the team , but we have to make sure that he's alright before we do anything we might regret ."
Omi gulped . " What do you mean ?"
" The moment Persia finds out that we have the slightest notion that Ken is delusional , he will not have second thoughts about removing him from the team ; taking this further , Persia is not one who allows risks … he has to do something to keep Ken from divulging information of Kritiker's operations . He might take him out permanently – and he might even ask the rest of us to do it for him ."
Omi gaped at Aya in petrified silence . Once the weight of Aya's words settled in , he exploded to tears ; screaming in uncontrollable terror . He stepped towards Aya blindly and collapsed into the redhead's comforting arms . " No !" he sobbed . He pounded his clenched fist onto Aya's chest . " Nonononono …" he moaned .
" Do you believe that Ken is mad ?" Aya asked gently after letting
" No . I don't . I don't . I don't ." Omi cried into Aya's tear-soaked shirt .
" Then let's just keep this to ourselves ne ?" Omi tearfully looked up at Aya , who was looking at him kindly . It was one of the rare times he had seen Aya like this , and he was glad Aya cared enough to even disobey Kritiker .
" Let's close shop until 12:30 ." Aya proposed , turning around the Welcome sign and pulling down the shutters .
Just then they heard a shout from Yohji .
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" Aya ! Omi ! Damn ! Come over here !" A series of vulgar expletives filled the air , and Omi recognized a note of panic in the older man's voice . Aya was on the landing in a few moments with Omi trailing close behind .
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3 Anyway , STANDARD DISCLAIMERS APPLY !!! Yadda yadda yadda ! Don't sue me k ?
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5 I'm testing this writing style . I hope it will be more decent than my other pathetic fics . ^_^ I hope it works . R & R please ! ^.^
6 Blackrose
7 + + +
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9 Alone in the darkness
Aya couldn't sleep . He normally couldn't after missions and tonight was no exception . He glanced at the blinking lights of the digital clock on his bedside table , noting with annoyance the ungodly hour . 3 : 30 a.m.
Damn .
He looked out silently back to the pale face of the moon , marveling at the fair silver beams dancing gracefully into his dark room .
" Che ." he muttered in frustration . He hated staying out late because it meant he was going to regret it in the morning when the early rush of customers barge into the flowershop , he just had to deal with them ne ?
He stepped back into the shadows and sank down onto the carpet , taking in all the sensations he felt at once . The softness of the carpet , the cold caress of the autumn breeze – everything he felt at that moment . He was enveloped in complete silence and he felt tranquil …
Aya stood up slowly . He heard a muffled thud and the sound of padded feet coming from Ken's room . It looked like the brunette had woken up again in the middle of the night with troubled dreams . Aya was used to it . Ken always woke up at ludicrous hours particularly after missions , like tonight . Aya sat down on the edge of his bed and smoothed down his bedcovers as he listened to the sounds dying down , until only the faint chirping of crickets could be heard .
Poor Ken … He thought as he waited for sunrise .
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Yohji scowled . " How come Ken gets to stay in bed until 10:00 while the rest of us has to wake up at 7:00 in the bloody morning ?!" He hollered . Omi could tell that the older blond was in appalling mood as he wont to be in the morning but he was more so this morning ; challenging every detail – every little action anyone made . He was in fact , severe even with the ladies inside the shop . Omi sighed . Thank god there were no more customers in the shop or Yohji-kun would permanently drive them away .
Yohji-kun was already starting to be a handful , but he himself was curious why Aya-kun had allowed Ken-kun to sleep late .
" Aya-kun … I hope you don't mind my asking ; but why did you let Ken-kun sleep until late today ?" Omi lowered his eyes in case Aya started shouting but nothing came , instead Aya glanced at Omi and said " He hasn't been sleeping
well the past few nights ."
Aya's gaze was noncommittal , clouded and hazy . Omi couldn't read anything from Aya's eyes . Aya turned back to the flowers he had been watering .
" Yohji , since you're so intent on waking him up , go ahead and wake him ." There were no further words from their leader and Yohji submissively trudged away to awaken their teammate without a murmur .
Omi studied the redhead from the corner of his eye . His actions were quite unusual , he rarely gave damn about what the hell was the problem , just as long as they were around in time for missions and shifts , but recently , he seemed to have taken particular interest to Ken-kun's well being .
But he must admit to himself , Ken-kun was indeed acting quite off lately . He was jumpy and nervous , especially around people . He had started withhold from his meals and his tan complexion faded into a paleness comparable to Aya . Most of all , he refused to go out under the sun to play with his soccer kids and instead insists on staying indoors whenever the sun was out . Yes , Ken-kun needed all the attention he could get . Omi confirmed to himself .
As if sensing someone's gaze on him , Aya turned and glared at Omi who , discomfited , avoided the violet-eyed stare . " Ano Aya-kun …"
" What ?!" The irate reply almost discouraged the younger boy , but out of his concern for Ken , Omi continued .
" Have you noticed anything different about Ken-kun these past few days ?" Omi fiddled with the geraniums he was trimming . He stole a brief glance at Aya before turning his attention back to the plant as he waited for his reply . There was a period of long silence .
They could both hear Yohji rapping sharply on Ken's bedroom door , calling his name .
Omi was jolted out of his thoughts when Aya spoke a few moments later . " I have ."
" You have ?"
" Yes , something's wrong with him . I'm not sure if he's stable enough to keep in the team , but we have to make sure that he's alright before we do anything we might regret ."
Omi gulped . " What do you mean ?"
" The moment Persia finds out that we have the slightest notion that Ken is delusional , he will not have second thoughts about removing him from the team ; taking this further , Persia is not one who allows risks … he has to do something to keep Ken from divulging information of Kritiker's operations . He might take him out permanently – and he might even ask the rest of us to do it for him ."
Omi gaped at Aya in petrified silence . Once the weight of Aya's words settled in , he exploded to tears ; screaming in uncontrollable terror . He stepped towards Aya blindly and collapsed into the redhead's comforting arms . " No !" he sobbed . He pounded his clenched fist onto Aya's chest . " Nonononono …" he moaned .
" Do you believe that Ken is mad ?" Aya asked gently after letting
" No . I don't . I don't . I don't ." Omi cried into Aya's tear-soaked shirt .
" Then let's just keep this to ourselves ne ?" Omi tearfully looked up at Aya , who was looking at him kindly . It was one of the rare times he had seen Aya like this , and he was glad Aya cared enough to even disobey Kritiker .
" Let's close shop until 12:30 ." Aya proposed , turning around the Welcome sign and pulling down the shutters .
Just then they heard a shout from Yohji .
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" Aya ! Omi ! Damn ! Come over here !" A series of vulgar expletives filled the air , and Omi recognized a note of panic in the older man's voice . Aya was on the landing in a few moments with Omi trailing close behind .