Disclaimer- I own many things, but alas, not the Weiss boys. *snif*
A/N- I'm not sure exactly what happened, but I think I was goosed by a wild muse. 0.o This story just kinda popped into my head and I started typing. It was supposed to be a short little humor fic involving much Aya torture, but somewhere along the way it formed something of a plot and kept going. o.0 be afraid of my randomness for it is unbeta'd ^^
Warnings- some (loving) character bashing, manipulative Omi, hentai Yohji (of course!), slightly OOC Aya and I'm sure shonen ai will works itself in here somewhere ^^ I just can't seem to write a fic without it ^^ oh and annoyingly, tremendously genki Omi on occasion- but it's all for the plot!
This fic is dedicated to sweet Misura who inspires me with her wonderful fics and kind reviews. And to the great Pocky King Windy who threatened me with a writers prod o.0;; is this good enough?
~thoughts~
*emphasis*
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Weiss at the fair!
Thursday morning
Omi smiled as he flipped through the weekend paper. He breathed in deeply through his nose and let it all out in a sigh. Yes, fall was in the air he thought with a wistful smile. It was Omi's favorite time of the year. Summer was fading and taking the ungodly heat with it. The days were balmy and soothing. A few trees were already starting to show fall colors of red and gold. The harvests were almost ready for picking. Omi sighed again, he just loved this time of year. As he scanned the pages of the paper his eyes fell on a single ad. Those beautiful aqua depths started to shine as a bright smile lit up his little pixie face. Then, as he heard his teammates coming towards him, that smile turned into an unholy grin and an evil gleam crept into those happy eyes. He looked down at the paper again and laughed to himself. This year he would not go alone. Mentally he cackled as a plot started to form in his head. ~Oh yes they *will* go with me, and they will like it! BWAHAHAHA (coughchoke)~ Omi wasn't very good at being evil, but he was good a getting what he wanted.
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Later that day Ken was cleaning the kitchen as Omi came bouncing in. "Ken- kun! Guess what?" Omi bounced right up to him, stopped just short of actually touching the brunette, and turned his luminous eyes up expectantly. Ken scratched his head and looked down into those oh-so- seemingly-innocent eyes. "I don't know Omi, tell me." He chuckled and ruffled the shorter boys hair. Omi growled at the gesture, but went on in his amazingly genki voice. "The fair starts on Saturday!" Ken blinked and looked at the calendar across the room. "Is it that time of year already?"
"Yeah! Are you going to go with me?" Omi put everything he had into his face and eyes that were looking huge and sweet. Ken chuckled and ruffled Omi's hair again. "Of course I will."
"Yay!" Omi hugged Ken and went bouncing out of the room. Ken looked after him and laughed to himself. Omi was just so kawaii.
The smile on Omi's face faded as soon as he was out of the room. ~Well that was the first and easiest step. Now for Aya.~ It had taken Omi a while to come up with a way to get their cold leader to join in this little trip, but he finally had hit on what he hoped was a good idea. Omi walked into the shop to find Aya sweeping and the shop empty. "Hello Aya-kun! Where is Yohji-kun?" Omi said, knowing this was going to make the red head angry. Aya growled low in his throat. "How should I know where that lazy bum is! He's not were he should be, or doing anything useful I'm sure!" Aya continued to grouse for a minute or two and then realized Omi was just standing there looking expectantly at him. "What is it Omi?"
Omi looked away nervously and started to fidget. "Umm.. well I just... that is.. I.." Aya's face softened ever so slightly. The genki little one was just so sweet and shy sometimes. "It's ok Omi, go ahead and tell me."
Omi looked up and blurted out. "Well you see there's this project I have to do for school on agriculture and live stock and we're supposed to do some research in person and that means that I need to go see some live animals and produce and I was just wondering if you would take me to the fair and help me out 'cause I know you know lots of stuff and could help me with my project and then I wouldn't have to go to a farm or anything 'cause there would be everything I need to see in one place and."
Aya tried very hard not to laugh at how sweet Omi was when he was nervous and started to ramble. Keeping his voice calm he interrupted the blond, "That's fine Omi. I don't mind helping you with your project." Omi's eyes lit up and he threw himself at Aya and gave him a big hug. "Thankyou thankyou thankyou!" And then the blond dashed out of the room. Aya had just the tiniest smile on his face as he went back to sweeping the floor.
Omi ran all the way up to his room before he burst out giggling. Aya was just so easy! As long as he thought it was for school and you complimented him on his knowledge. Omi laughed, but this laugh was not cute or sweet. This was the laugh of a naughty little boy out to get his way. ~Now for Yohji, but that will have to wait until tomorrow.~ Omi laughed again to himself as he started his homework.
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Friday night
Omi sat on the floor behind his door which was just barley cracked open. He sat waiting breathlessly as Yohji walked from the bathroom down the hall. Just as the taller blond stepped into his room he heard his cell phone going off. But it wasn't in his room, which is where he would have sworn he left it. He cocked his head as he listened for a moment. It was just down the hallway on the floor. Wasting no time in wondering why, Yohji picked it up to see a text message waiting for him. ~Oh shit!~ It was from the girl he was supposed to meet tonight, she was wondering where he was. ~Damn she must have gotten the time wrong.~ Without a second thought Yohji dashed down the stairs and out to his car. He left behind a quiet hallway and a smirking Omi.
Not only had Yohji forgotten to lock his door, as he always did when gone, but he had forgotten his little black book as well. That book was Yohji's life and went absolutely everywhere with him. But not tonight. Omi stuck his head out the door and looked around one more time just to be sure the coast was clear. He tiptoed into Yohji's room and quickly located the book. As he wrote down a number he silently congratulated himself on how well everything was going. After tiptoeing back to his own room Omi sat down at the computer to wait for just the right time.
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As eleven o'clock rolled around Omi figured that the girl he was waiting on would be tired if not already in bed. Had to get lots of beauty sleep for her date tomorrow. Omi grinned as he dialed the number. He let the phone ring once and hung up. He waited just a few seconds and called back just as the girl hit the star sixty-nine button. Both phones rang at the same time. Omi grinned as he used one of his kawaiiest voices ever- that of a small child who is sleepy. "Moshi moshi?" Omi heard a faint 'kawaii' from the other end. "Hello hunny, did someone just call me from your house?"
Omi's grin slid off his face as he concentrated on his task. "No." He had perfected the disgruntled child pout in one word. "Oh, who is this?"
"Who is this." He mimicked. He waited two seconds, "I'm not 'poused to talk to strangers." He made a face. Being this cutesy made even him sick.
"Oh, well my name is Suzy. See? Now I'm not a stranger." Omi could just see her smile.
"OH! You are the bad lady!!" He smirked, anticipating her answer.
"I'm not a bad lady! Why would you say such a thing?"
"'Cause my Onii-chan wont take me to the fair because of you." Omi pouted on the first part and put a quivering hitch in his voice on the last.
There was a brief pause. "Is your 'nii-chan Yohji?"
"Hai." Disgruntled and pouty.
"Why is it my fault that he wont take you to the fair?"
Omi started to sniffle and whimper. "'Cause he said that he was taking you out to... umm.. brunch! yea- and that he couldn't take me to the fair." After the last part Omi broke down into loud sobs. He hoped Aya and Ken couldn't hear him.
"Oh, that's awful of him! I didn't even know he had a little brother. Please don't cry!" At this point Omi could just picture the look on her face as she realized that she didn't even know his name. "Well I'll just tell him that we can't go out and he should take you to the fair! How about that?"
"No! Then he will get made at me and yell at me again!" Omi broke into fresh sobs.
"How awful! He yells at you?" The girl sounded angry.
Omi gave a huge, wet sniffle. "Yea he gets mad 'cause. 'cause." Here he broke into even bigger sobs and threw in some hyperventilating and hiccups.
"That is terrible! Well I'm just going to have to give that boy a piece of my mind!"
Omi made a scared squeaking noise. "Don't you worry hun, I won't say a thing about you. Then your 'nii-chan can't get mad. Okay?"
Omi sniffled and snuffled and finally let out a trembliling little 'okay'.
"I'm sure he'll take you to the fair tomorrow now. Bye-bye hunny."
Omi said a whispery little 'bye' and hung up the phone. He was stuck between being proud of himself or discussed at that display of.. well.. childishness.
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Be afraid of evil Omi! Hehehe ^^ well I hope y'all like it 'cause there is much more to come. Join us next time as the boys actually get to the fair. (dundunDUN!) and pretty, pretty please review and tell me what you think?!? *big shiny chibi eyes* pwease? ^__~
A/N- I'm not sure exactly what happened, but I think I was goosed by a wild muse. 0.o This story just kinda popped into my head and I started typing. It was supposed to be a short little humor fic involving much Aya torture, but somewhere along the way it formed something of a plot and kept going. o.0 be afraid of my randomness for it is unbeta'd ^^
Warnings- some (loving) character bashing, manipulative Omi, hentai Yohji (of course!), slightly OOC Aya and I'm sure shonen ai will works itself in here somewhere ^^ I just can't seem to write a fic without it ^^ oh and annoyingly, tremendously genki Omi on occasion- but it's all for the plot!
This fic is dedicated to sweet Misura who inspires me with her wonderful fics and kind reviews. And to the great Pocky King Windy who threatened me with a writers prod o.0;; is this good enough?
~thoughts~
*emphasis*
~*~ small time change/perspective change
~*~*~*~*~*~ day/scene change
Weiss at the fair!
Thursday morning
Omi smiled as he flipped through the weekend paper. He breathed in deeply through his nose and let it all out in a sigh. Yes, fall was in the air he thought with a wistful smile. It was Omi's favorite time of the year. Summer was fading and taking the ungodly heat with it. The days were balmy and soothing. A few trees were already starting to show fall colors of red and gold. The harvests were almost ready for picking. Omi sighed again, he just loved this time of year. As he scanned the pages of the paper his eyes fell on a single ad. Those beautiful aqua depths started to shine as a bright smile lit up his little pixie face. Then, as he heard his teammates coming towards him, that smile turned into an unholy grin and an evil gleam crept into those happy eyes. He looked down at the paper again and laughed to himself. This year he would not go alone. Mentally he cackled as a plot started to form in his head. ~Oh yes they *will* go with me, and they will like it! BWAHAHAHA (coughchoke)~ Omi wasn't very good at being evil, but he was good a getting what he wanted.
~*~*~*~
Later that day Ken was cleaning the kitchen as Omi came bouncing in. "Ken- kun! Guess what?" Omi bounced right up to him, stopped just short of actually touching the brunette, and turned his luminous eyes up expectantly. Ken scratched his head and looked down into those oh-so- seemingly-innocent eyes. "I don't know Omi, tell me." He chuckled and ruffled the shorter boys hair. Omi growled at the gesture, but went on in his amazingly genki voice. "The fair starts on Saturday!" Ken blinked and looked at the calendar across the room. "Is it that time of year already?"
"Yeah! Are you going to go with me?" Omi put everything he had into his face and eyes that were looking huge and sweet. Ken chuckled and ruffled Omi's hair again. "Of course I will."
"Yay!" Omi hugged Ken and went bouncing out of the room. Ken looked after him and laughed to himself. Omi was just so kawaii.
The smile on Omi's face faded as soon as he was out of the room. ~Well that was the first and easiest step. Now for Aya.~ It had taken Omi a while to come up with a way to get their cold leader to join in this little trip, but he finally had hit on what he hoped was a good idea. Omi walked into the shop to find Aya sweeping and the shop empty. "Hello Aya-kun! Where is Yohji-kun?" Omi said, knowing this was going to make the red head angry. Aya growled low in his throat. "How should I know where that lazy bum is! He's not were he should be, or doing anything useful I'm sure!" Aya continued to grouse for a minute or two and then realized Omi was just standing there looking expectantly at him. "What is it Omi?"
Omi looked away nervously and started to fidget. "Umm.. well I just... that is.. I.." Aya's face softened ever so slightly. The genki little one was just so sweet and shy sometimes. "It's ok Omi, go ahead and tell me."
Omi looked up and blurted out. "Well you see there's this project I have to do for school on agriculture and live stock and we're supposed to do some research in person and that means that I need to go see some live animals and produce and I was just wondering if you would take me to the fair and help me out 'cause I know you know lots of stuff and could help me with my project and then I wouldn't have to go to a farm or anything 'cause there would be everything I need to see in one place and."
Aya tried very hard not to laugh at how sweet Omi was when he was nervous and started to ramble. Keeping his voice calm he interrupted the blond, "That's fine Omi. I don't mind helping you with your project." Omi's eyes lit up and he threw himself at Aya and gave him a big hug. "Thankyou thankyou thankyou!" And then the blond dashed out of the room. Aya had just the tiniest smile on his face as he went back to sweeping the floor.
Omi ran all the way up to his room before he burst out giggling. Aya was just so easy! As long as he thought it was for school and you complimented him on his knowledge. Omi laughed, but this laugh was not cute or sweet. This was the laugh of a naughty little boy out to get his way. ~Now for Yohji, but that will have to wait until tomorrow.~ Omi laughed again to himself as he started his homework.
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Friday night
Omi sat on the floor behind his door which was just barley cracked open. He sat waiting breathlessly as Yohji walked from the bathroom down the hall. Just as the taller blond stepped into his room he heard his cell phone going off. But it wasn't in his room, which is where he would have sworn he left it. He cocked his head as he listened for a moment. It was just down the hallway on the floor. Wasting no time in wondering why, Yohji picked it up to see a text message waiting for him. ~Oh shit!~ It was from the girl he was supposed to meet tonight, she was wondering where he was. ~Damn she must have gotten the time wrong.~ Without a second thought Yohji dashed down the stairs and out to his car. He left behind a quiet hallway and a smirking Omi.
Not only had Yohji forgotten to lock his door, as he always did when gone, but he had forgotten his little black book as well. That book was Yohji's life and went absolutely everywhere with him. But not tonight. Omi stuck his head out the door and looked around one more time just to be sure the coast was clear. He tiptoed into Yohji's room and quickly located the book. As he wrote down a number he silently congratulated himself on how well everything was going. After tiptoeing back to his own room Omi sat down at the computer to wait for just the right time.
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As eleven o'clock rolled around Omi figured that the girl he was waiting on would be tired if not already in bed. Had to get lots of beauty sleep for her date tomorrow. Omi grinned as he dialed the number. He let the phone ring once and hung up. He waited just a few seconds and called back just as the girl hit the star sixty-nine button. Both phones rang at the same time. Omi grinned as he used one of his kawaiiest voices ever- that of a small child who is sleepy. "Moshi moshi?" Omi heard a faint 'kawaii' from the other end. "Hello hunny, did someone just call me from your house?"
Omi's grin slid off his face as he concentrated on his task. "No." He had perfected the disgruntled child pout in one word. "Oh, who is this?"
"Who is this." He mimicked. He waited two seconds, "I'm not 'poused to talk to strangers." He made a face. Being this cutesy made even him sick.
"Oh, well my name is Suzy. See? Now I'm not a stranger." Omi could just see her smile.
"OH! You are the bad lady!!" He smirked, anticipating her answer.
"I'm not a bad lady! Why would you say such a thing?"
"'Cause my Onii-chan wont take me to the fair because of you." Omi pouted on the first part and put a quivering hitch in his voice on the last.
There was a brief pause. "Is your 'nii-chan Yohji?"
"Hai." Disgruntled and pouty.
"Why is it my fault that he wont take you to the fair?"
Omi started to sniffle and whimper. "'Cause he said that he was taking you out to... umm.. brunch! yea- and that he couldn't take me to the fair." After the last part Omi broke down into loud sobs. He hoped Aya and Ken couldn't hear him.
"Oh, that's awful of him! I didn't even know he had a little brother. Please don't cry!" At this point Omi could just picture the look on her face as she realized that she didn't even know his name. "Well I'll just tell him that we can't go out and he should take you to the fair! How about that?"
"No! Then he will get made at me and yell at me again!" Omi broke into fresh sobs.
"How awful! He yells at you?" The girl sounded angry.
Omi gave a huge, wet sniffle. "Yea he gets mad 'cause. 'cause." Here he broke into even bigger sobs and threw in some hyperventilating and hiccups.
"That is terrible! Well I'm just going to have to give that boy a piece of my mind!"
Omi made a scared squeaking noise. "Don't you worry hun, I won't say a thing about you. Then your 'nii-chan can't get mad. Okay?"
Omi sniffled and snuffled and finally let out a trembliling little 'okay'.
"I'm sure he'll take you to the fair tomorrow now. Bye-bye hunny."
Omi said a whispery little 'bye' and hung up the phone. He was stuck between being proud of himself or discussed at that display of.. well.. childishness.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Be afraid of evil Omi! Hehehe ^^ well I hope y'all like it 'cause there is much more to come. Join us next time as the boys actually get to the fair. (dundunDUN!) and pretty, pretty please review and tell me what you think?!? *big shiny chibi eyes* pwease? ^__~