Wheeeeee!! Konnichiwa! -bows- Finally! after such a long while, I can present to you my 2nd fic!!!!! And my first shonen ai!!! Wakekekekekeke… Anywho, I'd love comments! cough gives out chocolates discreetly cough Flames? Well… Okie! I love campfires ! And… hm… oh yes!
Disclaimer: I do not own them… sniff TT but I wish Kenken were mine… sigh
Pairing: AyaKen/RanKen XD I just adore this pairing…waves RanKen banner
Rating: G it's quite safe… there's a rather huge amount of sap though… XD
Notes: "ladeeda" is dialogue; 'ladeeda' means thoughts and… er… /ladeeda/ means flashback, and ladeeda is the perky little voice in the back of Kenken's head (you'll find out)… and ladeeda means actions, or sound effects and whatnot oh, and (ladeeda) are my own comments… XD
Warnings: Shonen-ai, and… BEWARE THE FLUFF MONSTER! huggles fluff monster (ooh! You cutie! : ) ) Characters may be OOC because c'mon… Aya and FLUFF don't exactly match, do they? Still, there's major fluff and sap here… I got a toothache writing this… So, yea… that's it! I'll stop rambling now! Onward, ho!!!
NIGHTTIME VISITS
by kyria valkyrie
Ken Hidaka bit his lip as he watered some tulips. He was confused. Nope, it wasn't about soccer, nor was it about any flower arrangements, or the way Omi's eyes grew bigger every time he thought they just couldn't get any bigger (hm… that is something to wonder about… O.o), or even the way his socks were NEVER a pair after laundering using the washing machine.
Nope; what he was confused about was definitely something bigger.
The question roaming around Kenken's head was, "why did I wake up on Aya's bed this morning?"
A tinge of red, barely noticeable on tanned cheeks formed as the soccer-playing boy recalled what had happened that morning.
/Flashback/
"Mmnn…" Ken groaned, stretching a bit. Well-toned arms pushed away a soft, wool blanket. 'Waitaminute…'
blink blink
'Wool blanket???'
THUMP
That was the sound of a Ken tumbling off the bed and onto Aya's carpeted floor.
'OhmyGodOhmyGodOhmyGod!'
Panicked brown eyes scanned the room, searching for any tell-tale signs that this was indeed as certain brown-haired, chocolate eyed, soccer-loving boy's room.
Finding none, poor Kenken's mind settled on one thought;
'I've… I've TURNED INTO AYA!!!'
Just when Ken was about to attempt getting back into bed and going back to sleep, (because, of course, he thought he was dreaming…) the door opened and a mop of crimson poked itself into the room. (or should I say "revealed"? "poke" seems to be a word unfit for cultured ole Aya…)
Amethyst orbs scanned around the room, finally settling on Ken, who sat all pale and dumbfounded on his floor.
A smirk settled itself on Aya's perfect lips.
"Get moving, Hidaka… Your shift's in half an hour." And then he'd left, just like that, with Ken staring open-mouthed after him.
'Well,' he thought. 'at least now I know I haven't turned into Aya..."
/End flashback/
With a sigh, Ken placed the watering can down on the table and turned around, only to come face to face with-- who else but Aya. (who else, indeed? )
"A-aya!" Ken yelled in surprise. Unfortunately for Aya, both were so close to each other that their noses were almost touching, and said redhead almost went deaf.
Aya winced a bit, and instinctively took a small step back.
"Ehehe… sorry, Aya… You startled me…" Ken laughed sheepishly, blushing 7 shades of red.
Aya didn't say anything, merely raising a fine brow in response.
"Aya…?" Ken started hesitantly after a few moments of silence.
"Hn..?"
"Er… I -uh…. Nevermind" he said quickly, bowing his head and practically bulldozing Aya in his hurry to get away.
'Baka Ken!' He silently berated himself, as he hurried towards the opposite direction. 'Why couldn't I just spit that stupid question out?!?'
Meanwhile, Wei's stoic leader stood rooted to the same spot while watching his teammate blushingly scurry (heehee… like a mouse… heehee…XD) away, and felt a smirk form on his lips once again.
'He's just too—'
oof!
A fluffy, blonde head was suddenly in his line of vision.
"Whoops! Gomen ne, Aya kun!" perky, blue eyes blinked, accompanied by a wide smile on Omi's face.
"You know, you really shouldn't be standing where people pass. You might get hurt!" mother Omi clucked. (like a hen! kewewewewe…)
"Aa…" Aya nodded, almost absentmindedly, which left the teen wondering what was up with him.
When Aya looked ahead again, Ken was gone.
Back upstairs in his own room, Kenken was sitting on his bed, hastily stuffing his soccer stuff into a duffel bag.
He was still pondering upon the morning's events.
They were, he thought, decidedly weird. Unreal, even.
'But what if…' he paused in the middle of trying to reach for his soccer cleats, which were currently stashed under his bed.
'Aya couldn't have done that, could he…?' and he audibly gulped.
'Nah…Why would he?'
But you did wake up in his bed a small voice perkily countered from the back of his head.
'I did, didn't I?'
yes, indeed you did… the small, perky voice now began to sound annoyingly wise and all-knowing.
'well, it still isn't solid proof…' Ken zipped up his bag, face still clouded with inner turmoil.
ah…proof of what?
'that he likes me, of course.'
come again?
'that he… eh…' Ken almost fell off a bed for the second time that morning.
'does that mean that I…!!!'
yep! You do.
'but…wait! How do I know if he likes me back???'
But the perky voice didn't answer back, and Ken, still confused as ever, headed back to the shop to finish his shift.
(Did I make Ken sound crazy? Hehe… sorry! couldn't help it… It was such a spur-of-the-moment thing and I just couldn't resist. We could just say that the perky little voice was just his conscience… ne?)
End of Chapter 1
-tbc-
Hehe…D how was it? - too weird? Too OOC? Do tell…
Ken: pouts I don't like the small perky voice very much .
Kyria: patpat aww… poor kenken! It's only there to help you! huggles the Ken
Aya: growls mine! grabs kenken
Kyria: lol! Ain't they the cutest? ;p
;p hehe… it's my first weiß fic! D hope you liked it so far!
Cheers!
Chacquie