"Yohji! Be careful!"
Omi shouted over to him and ran over, helping him with the large plant.
"Heh..sorry 'bout that, Omi. Guess I lost my balance"
"Oh well..you didn't drop it.."
Both smiled and chuckled softly, setting the plant down outside. It was around noon..time for their break. All four of them had been working pretty hard that day, and still had much to do that night. Omi walked back over to the plants he was tending to before helping Yohji.
Meanwhile, inside the shop, Ken worked away happily with arragning the pots, plants, and flowers. Nature was always his thing, but what do you expect from an elite soccer player as him? Grabbing a small plant, he walked from the back and into the front room, on his way to set it in the window seal. As he passed a rather dark corner, he was grabbed by the arm and pushed again the wall, forcing him to drop the plant. "A-Aya-kun! Look what you did! Help me clean this up..Omi will be furious if he sees this..."
Aya only smirked and placed a slender and long finger over his lips, silencing him from any further spoken words. Though, being the quiet one himself, he said nothing and moved his hand to Hidaka's chin, grasping it firmly and tilted it upward. Siberian stared up to the taller and older man, whispering
"Aya-kun..."
Yohji let out a long and soft sigh and he flopped down into one of those cheap outside plastic chairs. "Mou...Omi..we're going to work ourselves to death.."
The boy only laughed and walked over to him, then nodded once in agreement before sitting down onto his lap.
"Hai...our night job is hard enough as it is..."
Yohji smiled softly and turned Takatori's head slightly.
"Yohji..not here...people can see.."
Yohji only grinned and moved a tall plant to block he veiw of people walking by. Then turning the boys head again, he leaned into him, trailing sweet, wet kisses along his jaw. Bombay moved away with a playful grin and over to the other side, sticking his tongue out,
"Gotta catch me first."
But of course, he got up from his seat and made his way over to Omi, while the boy ran around to the other side of the table.
"Aya..."
Hidaka whispered through a light groan. He peeked an eye open to look down to the beautiful red head now kissing his chest and suckling in various places, causing great waves of pleasure. He stopped and looked up to Ken, then around the shop, grasping his wrist gently.
"Come...here is not a safe place.."
speaking at a whisper as he guided Ken over to the back room, where he let him go and locked the door behind. Siberian blushed lightly while sitting on the floor. He knew how Aya worked, so he wouldn't waste any time. After sitting, he slipped off his coat and shirt, then laid. Fujimiya slipped over Hidaka, kissing along his chest again.
Omi laughed softly. He grabbed up the garden hose and pointed it towards Yohji. A few school girls, Omi's friends, stopped to watch. Yohji stopped, but he was still grinning.
"Move and I shoot" Omi giggled out. The girls went on laughing and snickering.
The boy blinked and looked back to them. They waved to him, andh e waved back with a smile. Yohji slipped under the table and grabbed Omi, and as promised, Omi squirted him right in the face, then started laughing.
"Baka!" He pointed while laughing.
The man just stood there, drenched and not too plesent looking.
"Ne, Omi that wasn't fair. Now I have to change."
"Oh well, I told you not to move."
The man muttered and sauntered back into the shop. Can't play while your wet, he thought. He stopped at the site of the broken pot and soil all over the floor, blinking in confusion.
"Omi..did you knock something over last time you were in here?"
"Huh? No..wh-" He stopped when he saw the mess. "Ken!"
"Mm..I..wouldn't bother getting him if I were you..he looks a bit...busy.." Yohji grinned as he watched the two through the window of the room. He hardly got the chance to see Aya interact with anyone else.
"He can't be busy enough to clean this up, let me see!" The boy stormed over, and stood on his toes to see. He stumbled back and blushed deeply at what he saw.
"Nee..I didn't know they liked eachother.."
"You should talk to Aya more...Ken too."
Omi giggled when he heard a muffled scream from Hidaka in the room, and a muffled moan from Aya, which badly turned him on.
"C-come on..lets clean this up."
About an hour had gone by now, it was evening, and the shop was closing. The redhead an Ken still laid on the cold cement floor of the back room. Ken lay ontop of his lover, his companion.
"We should get back out there..Aya-kun. It's almost closing time.." Ken said softly..he didn't really want to get up.
The usualy quiet redhead stared at his year younger lover. He was sweating..both of them were actually. The cold floor felt good, he didn't want to get up ither, but knew he needed to.
"Yes. You are right. Today is Friday, unless there is a mission tomarrow, we have the day off, and to ourselves.." Aya rose half way, leaning on his elbows. Those beautiful violet eyes gazed down to the other.
"I would like to go somewhere with you. I believe Yohji and Omi can find themselves something to do."
Aya nodded, placed a soft kiss on Hidaka's forehead, then slid from beneath him. KEn was the only one who could ever get him to talk semi-freely..or actualy do something.
By the time they were dressed, and out of the room, it was sundown. Omi and Yohji had left together. There was a note for ither Aya or Ken on the desk. It read:
"Dear Aya, or Ken,
Hope you two had fun back there. From what we know...there wont be a mission tomarrow. But knowing Schwarz...there could be mayhem at the last minute.
Yohji and I are going to be at his cabin for the weekend. You two should go do something. And Ken...give him a good time, he deserves it.
We'll see you monday, or if a mission comes around.
Love always,
Omi and Yohji"
Aya smirked as he read it. Ken smiled boyishly while leaning against him.
"Omi cares a lot about you...about us.." The brunnett said at almost a whisper.
"Omi an I have had many quarlles. We've been friend for a while. Omi cares greatly for his friends. He was one of the first to find about Aya, my sister."
"I'll never forget that day...I wanted so bad to kill those bastards. I know how it is to lose something so presciouse...just not...that prescious. I-Imean!" Ken looked down. It was comon for him to speak without thinking.
"It's okay. I know what you mean. Losing a career for a lie and rumor is aweful, especialy when thats all you really knew." Aya nodded, and grasped the others hand gently. "Come now. A hot shower will do us good"
Hidaka smiled and nodded. They strode out together, ken locked the door, and flippd the sign to say "Closed." They both dreded comming back Monday. It just ment more gawking and swooning girls The majority seemed to love Yohji and Aya. To Ken...yohji was nowhere near as pretty as he thought himself to be, Aya agreed many of times on that. And then there was Omi and Oaka. She was a pretty girl, Ken had to admit, but she was rude, s tuck up, and her father was in charge of Schwarz...also...Omi's father. Omi loved his own sister, it wasn't right...but, it was sad for Omi to have had to lose the only good member of his family.
The two arrived at Aya's apartment. It was such a nicely kept place. Clean, and always smelling like roses or lavender.
"I can hardly wait for the holidays. We get off work for three whole weeks..and the day we get off is the day before I'm 20." Ken smiled as he flopped down into one of Aya's velvet loveseats.
"I'm sure you're excited, to be 20. But I'll still be 21 before you." The redhead grinned and sat gently beside him.
"Yea so..age never stopped me at doing nothin'"
"I suppose that is true. The only thing I havn't seen you do is...on stage stripping."
Ken blushed softly and gazed down. He had performed personaly for Aya many of times..and a few times infront of them all on new years. They were all intoxicated..even Aya. But..Ken always had a fear ofshowing himself off in public...for what almost happen...something he had yet to tell anyone. Hidaka was silent. The room was silent.
"What is it, Ken..? You know I was on--" He was soon cut off.
"Don' worry about it..just..thought of something...that's all. How about that shower..?"
But..nothing could stop Aya's suspiciouns now. Ken never hided anything. He was the one who always had a smile on his face if Omi didn't. Ken...did not act like that.
He agreed anyway, deciding he'd ased about it during the shower.
They both stood and walked to the bathroom. Aya adjusted the water, they slipped out of their clothes, and into the raining, hot water.
Ken flinched softly as it hit his well tanned, but still soft skin. There were small, healing slashes on his chest and low abdomen. Aya watched him closely. Those violets filled with sorrow. Whatever it was Ken was hiding..it was painful.
Omi shouted over to him and ran over, helping him with the large plant.
"Heh..sorry 'bout that, Omi. Guess I lost my balance"
"Oh well..you didn't drop it.."
Both smiled and chuckled softly, setting the plant down outside. It was around noon..time for their break. All four of them had been working pretty hard that day, and still had much to do that night. Omi walked back over to the plants he was tending to before helping Yohji.
Meanwhile, inside the shop, Ken worked away happily with arragning the pots, plants, and flowers. Nature was always his thing, but what do you expect from an elite soccer player as him? Grabbing a small plant, he walked from the back and into the front room, on his way to set it in the window seal. As he passed a rather dark corner, he was grabbed by the arm and pushed again the wall, forcing him to drop the plant. "A-Aya-kun! Look what you did! Help me clean this up..Omi will be furious if he sees this..."
Aya only smirked and placed a slender and long finger over his lips, silencing him from any further spoken words. Though, being the quiet one himself, he said nothing and moved his hand to Hidaka's chin, grasping it firmly and tilted it upward. Siberian stared up to the taller and older man, whispering
"Aya-kun..."
Yohji let out a long and soft sigh and he flopped down into one of those cheap outside plastic chairs. "Mou...Omi..we're going to work ourselves to death.."
The boy only laughed and walked over to him, then nodded once in agreement before sitting down onto his lap.
"Hai...our night job is hard enough as it is..."
Yohji smiled softly and turned Takatori's head slightly.
"Yohji..not here...people can see.."
Yohji only grinned and moved a tall plant to block he veiw of people walking by. Then turning the boys head again, he leaned into him, trailing sweet, wet kisses along his jaw. Bombay moved away with a playful grin and over to the other side, sticking his tongue out,
"Gotta catch me first."
But of course, he got up from his seat and made his way over to Omi, while the boy ran around to the other side of the table.
"Aya..."
Hidaka whispered through a light groan. He peeked an eye open to look down to the beautiful red head now kissing his chest and suckling in various places, causing great waves of pleasure. He stopped and looked up to Ken, then around the shop, grasping his wrist gently.
"Come...here is not a safe place.."
speaking at a whisper as he guided Ken over to the back room, where he let him go and locked the door behind. Siberian blushed lightly while sitting on the floor. He knew how Aya worked, so he wouldn't waste any time. After sitting, he slipped off his coat and shirt, then laid. Fujimiya slipped over Hidaka, kissing along his chest again.
Omi laughed softly. He grabbed up the garden hose and pointed it towards Yohji. A few school girls, Omi's friends, stopped to watch. Yohji stopped, but he was still grinning.
"Move and I shoot" Omi giggled out. The girls went on laughing and snickering.
The boy blinked and looked back to them. They waved to him, andh e waved back with a smile. Yohji slipped under the table and grabbed Omi, and as promised, Omi squirted him right in the face, then started laughing.
"Baka!" He pointed while laughing.
The man just stood there, drenched and not too plesent looking.
"Ne, Omi that wasn't fair. Now I have to change."
"Oh well, I told you not to move."
The man muttered and sauntered back into the shop. Can't play while your wet, he thought. He stopped at the site of the broken pot and soil all over the floor, blinking in confusion.
"Omi..did you knock something over last time you were in here?"
"Huh? No..wh-" He stopped when he saw the mess. "Ken!"
"Mm..I..wouldn't bother getting him if I were you..he looks a bit...busy.." Yohji grinned as he watched the two through the window of the room. He hardly got the chance to see Aya interact with anyone else.
"He can't be busy enough to clean this up, let me see!" The boy stormed over, and stood on his toes to see. He stumbled back and blushed deeply at what he saw.
"Nee..I didn't know they liked eachother.."
"You should talk to Aya more...Ken too."
Omi giggled when he heard a muffled scream from Hidaka in the room, and a muffled moan from Aya, which badly turned him on.
"C-come on..lets clean this up."
About an hour had gone by now, it was evening, and the shop was closing. The redhead an Ken still laid on the cold cement floor of the back room. Ken lay ontop of his lover, his companion.
"We should get back out there..Aya-kun. It's almost closing time.." Ken said softly..he didn't really want to get up.
The usualy quiet redhead stared at his year younger lover. He was sweating..both of them were actually. The cold floor felt good, he didn't want to get up ither, but knew he needed to.
"Yes. You are right. Today is Friday, unless there is a mission tomarrow, we have the day off, and to ourselves.." Aya rose half way, leaning on his elbows. Those beautiful violet eyes gazed down to the other.
"I would like to go somewhere with you. I believe Yohji and Omi can find themselves something to do."
Aya nodded, placed a soft kiss on Hidaka's forehead, then slid from beneath him. KEn was the only one who could ever get him to talk semi-freely..or actualy do something.
By the time they were dressed, and out of the room, it was sundown. Omi and Yohji had left together. There was a note for ither Aya or Ken on the desk. It read:
"Dear Aya, or Ken,
Hope you two had fun back there. From what we know...there wont be a mission tomarrow. But knowing Schwarz...there could be mayhem at the last minute.
Yohji and I are going to be at his cabin for the weekend. You two should go do something. And Ken...give him a good time, he deserves it.
We'll see you monday, or if a mission comes around.
Love always,
Omi and Yohji"
Aya smirked as he read it. Ken smiled boyishly while leaning against him.
"Omi cares a lot about you...about us.." The brunnett said at almost a whisper.
"Omi an I have had many quarlles. We've been friend for a while. Omi cares greatly for his friends. He was one of the first to find about Aya, my sister."
"I'll never forget that day...I wanted so bad to kill those bastards. I know how it is to lose something so presciouse...just not...that prescious. I-Imean!" Ken looked down. It was comon for him to speak without thinking.
"It's okay. I know what you mean. Losing a career for a lie and rumor is aweful, especialy when thats all you really knew." Aya nodded, and grasped the others hand gently. "Come now. A hot shower will do us good"
Hidaka smiled and nodded. They strode out together, ken locked the door, and flippd the sign to say "Closed." They both dreded comming back Monday. It just ment more gawking and swooning girls The majority seemed to love Yohji and Aya. To Ken...yohji was nowhere near as pretty as he thought himself to be, Aya agreed many of times on that. And then there was Omi and Oaka. She was a pretty girl, Ken had to admit, but she was rude, s tuck up, and her father was in charge of Schwarz...also...Omi's father. Omi loved his own sister, it wasn't right...but, it was sad for Omi to have had to lose the only good member of his family.
The two arrived at Aya's apartment. It was such a nicely kept place. Clean, and always smelling like roses or lavender.
"I can hardly wait for the holidays. We get off work for three whole weeks..and the day we get off is the day before I'm 20." Ken smiled as he flopped down into one of Aya's velvet loveseats.
"I'm sure you're excited, to be 20. But I'll still be 21 before you." The redhead grinned and sat gently beside him.
"Yea so..age never stopped me at doing nothin'"
"I suppose that is true. The only thing I havn't seen you do is...on stage stripping."
Ken blushed softly and gazed down. He had performed personaly for Aya many of times..and a few times infront of them all on new years. They were all intoxicated..even Aya. But..Ken always had a fear ofshowing himself off in public...for what almost happen...something he had yet to tell anyone. Hidaka was silent. The room was silent.
"What is it, Ken..? You know I was on--" He was soon cut off.
"Don' worry about it..just..thought of something...that's all. How about that shower..?"
But..nothing could stop Aya's suspiciouns now. Ken never hided anything. He was the one who always had a smile on his face if Omi didn't. Ken...did not act like that.
He agreed anyway, deciding he'd ased about it during the shower.
They both stood and walked to the bathroom. Aya adjusted the water, they slipped out of their clothes, and into the raining, hot water.
Ken flinched softly as it hit his well tanned, but still soft skin. There were small, healing slashes on his chest and low abdomen. Aya watched him closely. Those violets filled with sorrow. Whatever it was Ken was hiding..it was painful.