Untitled-Part 1
Youji came back from his date quite disappointed. It wasn't the girl, really. She was pretty, as he liked them. She had long gold red locks and big blue eyes. Mei, that was her name if he remembered correctly, was dressed in a tight orange blouse and black skirt. He liked her, but something in her wasn't as it was supposed to be. Her hair was too long and wasn't red enough, and her eyes were not the right shade or color rather.
Youji was surprised to make those discoveries while the date lasted, but he stayed with the most unusual reason of all. He stayed, because she had orange blouse and it was clashing with her hair.
More than that, he had to convince himself that he was all right. That the thing for red he had now and the growing interest in a certain redhead known to the world as Fujimiya Aya was only temporary and had nothing to do with a mission he and the earlier mentioned person were send two days ago.
But who was he fooling…Youji knew full well that their visit to that bar was the cause of everything that had changed for him lately.
Flashback
It was supposed to be easy mission. There was a guy named Tsuni Mamoru, who was a leader of an exclusive prostitute circuit and the owner of the bar, to which they were going. The problem was he preferred men. As Omi was too young to be let in to the bar and Ken slightly wounded from the mission before, Youji had to do it, because it was most unlikely that Aya with his cold attitude could seduce him. Still the cold leader of Weiss was going with him. As backup.
Their first priority was to find the redhead some new wardrobe for the mission. He really couldn't show up in the expensive nightclub wearing jeans and his infamous orange sweater. So Youji did some digging through his closet, but was able to find only few fitting tank tops. Swordsman classified none of which as suitable for wearing.
They had to go shopping. The blonde learned that, surprisingly despite his taste in colors of his clothes, Aya was a picky one when it came to shopping with Youji in his usual shops.
Finally convinced by the older man (but not without the help of shop assistants) the redhead chose thigh pants made of white, shining leather. Even when paying he still mumbled that they were too tight, so he insisted on a coat. The playboy wasn't going to argue, because he knew it would be useless and the ninja-to had to be hidden somewhere as a substitute for the katana. The one worth of Aya's attention was great. The coat was made of soft black, shining leather reaching to his knees and a little more thinner in the waist. His new boots resembled Martens, but were heavier made with metal blades. They looked wonderful in set with new clothes of the leader of Weiss.
Youji decided that making Aya shop was fun. Especially when he had the pleasure of watching Aya blush for the first tie. It happened when they were picking out trousers.
All of the female shop staff along with half of the male, were judging if those tight pants were showing off his slim figure. They were giggling al along. Then one man made a move. He had short black hair and was quite tall, taller than Youji anyhow. He put his hands on redhead's shoulders and even the Fujimiya Death Glare didn't scare him. The blonde decided he was either very brave or nuts. Then Aya was turned around and looked over couple of times by the stranger. Dark haired man bent his head and whispered something to Aya's ear. When he turned and left the shop Weiss leader was really blushing and firmly told Youji that those pants were no good.
End flashback
It was also fun, because he had the opportunity to watch his young friend while dealing with situations of normal life. (He didn't consider running a flower shop always full of schoolgirls a normal situation.) Youji also had to admit that redhead was very handsome, almost beautiful when not glaring at everybody.
Still the best moment of that mission, the one, which gave him an enormous need to laugh even now, was when the younger half of Weiss saw their fearful leader in his new outfit.
Flashback
Youji dressed just like he always had, when he was going clubbing, sat in the living room waiting for Aya to make his appearance.
Blonde chose for that evening his favourite white and silver, sleeveless turtleneck, shining black pants and bright red jacket. He felt sexy. But he knew that today, on a mission and under the guardian eyes, beautiful, he had to add, wasn't day for hunting women.
Omi and Ken also were present in the room sitting or standing in Omi's case and patiently waiting for their self-proclaimed leader.
Soft steps on the staircase could only mean the redhead's approach and the trio turned to face the last member of Weiss. Violet-eyed man shyly came to the view.
Ken gasped. Omi stared wide-eyed at the walking sex-god, who had once been the cold Aya Fujimiya.
Aya oblivious to how wonderful he looked lifted one elegant brow in silent question.
Youji grinned and let his eyes slide up and down pale, slender body in white and black leather and black violet silk top, that revealed belly button and well toned muscles, straight from Youji's wardrobe.
With one glance for each of the youngest Quarter of Weiss told him that they were still in shock, through Omi wasn't staring at Aya as much as Ken. The oldest man could imagine what they were going through. If he hadn't been with the redhead doing shopping, he would have problems in believing that this unearthly beautiful creature was Aya.
When Youji turned his eyes back to the redhead, he realized that he was still waiting for an answer for his unspoken question. Receiving none, he simply turned to the door and with "Let's go" that could freeze hell walked out of the house leaving main door open for Youji to follow.
When they reached the white Porsche younger man fished keys from the inner pocked of his coat. With that move he uncovered his left, pale hip and a drawing on it. What it was had hit the playboy like a racing train-a tattoo, which had a shape and coloring of a red rose.
Aya and red rose? How? He had never noticed in multiple occasions when he had to help patch the redhead. When? Why?
Youji's PI instincts came back to life and he asked before he had realized it.
"Hey, Aya when did you get that tattoo?"
Violet eyes focused on his face in a split second, cold and guarded. Youji doubted he would get his answer now. That's why he had almost missed it when came his desired answer.
"On my 18 birth day."
No way. No way. It wasn't possible for Aya to have such a tattoo, and did he even realize what was the meaning of a red rose in the flower language? Of course, he had to; he was a florist and the one, which created ikebana while using Victorian flower dictionary.
It wasn't like they couldn't notice the picture on his hip on several occasions. So the question was why they didn't, or rather why he didn't?
End flashback
Youji was drawn to the mystery of that beautiful flower on that even more beautiful man. Hell, he used to be a private investigator, and through he was in theory dead for over three years, his curiosity remained and was in a very healthy state. Still, he wouldn't be so drawn to the secret of the rose if it hadn't been the scene in the bar.
Flashback
It turned out that it was mainly gay bar.
Youji, being still under the influence of Aya's statement about tattoo and drunk with the aftershave younger man used (recognized as "One" from Calvin Klein(1)) mixed with redhead's own smell and not wanting anyone trying to seduce him right now, sneaked an arm around slim waist of his friend. As expected smaller man tensed, but said nothing, knowing better than others that business was business and he could ran his katana through the playboy later, when the mission was accomplished.
They found a vacant table near the corner and soon later their target surrounded by some quite handsome or pretty, in rare women's case, crowd.
Not wanting to look suspicious they ordered drinks. Youji was again surprised by Aya, who asked for a glass of wine, Merlot(2) from 1996. It seemed that it was a day of secrets revealed by Aya or, if one preferred, of surprising Youji. It was getting on his nerves and it was the hidden reason of why had he earned a famous Fujimiya-Glare –of –Death .The reason redhead threw it at the older man was, because he had already knocked out two whiskeys on rocks as they were watching their target, before making their move.
After was seemed like eternity the blond gathered enough self-confidence to go there and seduce him. He hadn't try seducing a man in a long time. He was seriously into women now.
It took the playboy almost half an hour of dancing, smiling and flirting to convince this Tsuni guy that he was the one he wanted for the night. They went to his office. After locking the door his target found a garrotte around his neck. He died really quietly and quite quickly. Then Youji searched his papers and waited for the best time to leave the place. He found the documents after breaking to desk of its former owner.
The office was placed on the entresol and a person leaving it had great view for almost all of the main lounge and dance space. Youji had even better view with what was going on below him on the dance floor. He didn't contact Aya that he was finished and certainly didn't regret it.
The song that was now played was, if Youji was correct, "Smooth" from the newest CD of Carlos Santana(3). And to that hot music someone was dancing. It wasn't just someone. That was Aya. His cold, stoic, often rude, beautiful, very sexy and now wonderfully dancing friend.
Man it's a hot one
Like seven inches from the
Midday sun
I hear your whisper and the words
Melt everyone
But you stay so cool
My Munequita, my Spanish Harlem
Mona Lisa
You're my reason for reason
The step in my groove
The younger man was one of the most skillful dancers Youji had seen and he had seen a lot.
Aya 's hips were moving with the rhythm of the drums, his legs in black tight leather with the bass and his long, pale graceful hand along with his blood red head to the leading guitar and Rob Thomas' voice.
'Oh, God he is so fucking beautiful'. That thought invaded playboy's mind suddenly, but refused to leave as quickly as it appeared. The truth to be told, it refused leaving him at all.
Aya out there was so …different than he was with them. Sure, he always was all grace and beauty, but never allowed himself to expose it so. He never wanted to go anywhere with them and always preferred to be left alone in peace and silence.
Youji unconsciously made his way down and stopped for a second low on the stairs to enjoy the view. The redhead saw him standing there probably with a very stupid expression on his face, because he suddenly smiled.
And if you said this life
Ain't good enough
I would give my world to lift you up
I could change my life to better
Suit your mood
Cause you're so smooth
And it's just like the ocean
Under the moon
Well that's the same as the emotion
That I get from you
You got the kind of lovin that could
Be so smooth
Give me your heart make it real
Or else just forget about it
That brilliance that was Aya's smile soon turned into a joyous laugher, while Aya hanged of the railing next to Youji beside the stairs. Blond smiled and unhooked the set of pale, elegant hands from the railing, while leaning closer and whispering to his ear that mission was accomplished.
It was then, that he realized, that most of the people gathered in the club was watching the redhead or even staring at them. Aya had everyone's attention, along with attention of those, who should be watching out for Tsuni. Still, Youji couldn't blame them. Aya's view was intoxicating when he was dancing. As soon as older man got down from the stairs the leader of Weiss was back his old self in black, shining coat ready to leave. They did and sure enough were immediately followed by disappointed looks of very disappointed males.
Last thing he heard from the club was the last part of the Santana's song.
Well I'll tell you one thing
If you would leave it be a
Crying shame
In every breath and every word
I hear your name calling me out
Out from the barrio, you hear
My rhythm on your radio
You feel the turning of the
World so soft and slow
Turning you round and round
1.My favourite fragrance, it's for both men and women.
2.A delicious wine. I got to try it on my older sister's birthday.
3.I like the song and I think that the lyrics suit Aya's description