Untitled
By: yuri-chan
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Disclaimers: I don't own WeißKreuz nor the boys. Though it would sure be fun if I did .
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A soft light illuminated the room as Omi turned on his bedside lamp. It filled
the room with an eerie glow, chasing the shadows to the dark corners. Omi loved
the way the shadows cowered and ran from the light. He loved to just lie in his
bed and watch them in their contorted shapes dancing on the walls.
But not tonight. Instead of being the magical haunt of shadows, his room looked
like a dumpsite He was so busy the last few days with doing missions and
catching up with his studies, he never had the time to straighten up his room.
Books and clothes were strewn everywhere. Papers and diskettes cluttered his
desk and the tables were thick with a week's accumulation of dust.
'Friday night and I'm stuck cleaning my room,' Omi thought with another sigh.
'Not that I really do anything special Friday nights.' He shook his head. If
Youji found out how he was spending his Friday night, he would've teased him
terribly. He would start saying how Omi should get a life, date girls and all
that stuff. And somehow all his teasing would go to the fact that he was still
underage. How Omi hated how youji and the others loved teasing him about his
age. Youji was the only one who teased him outright though. But still… What's
with age anyway? He may be young but he's gone through a lot. And he's part of
Weiß – one of them. His being underage didn't mean anything. Whatsmore, he won't
be staying seventeen for long…
~*~*~
"Oi, are you sure we should let Omi drink this much?" Ken asked worriedly as he
watched Omi drown his nth glass of beer.
"Of course Kenken." Youji said with a smirk. Our 'little one' is not under-age
anymore!"
"Stop teasing Kenkun, Youjikun." Omi scolded, his cheeks seeming redder than
usual. Then turning to Ken, "I'm okay Kenkun, really. Whatsmore it isn't
everyday one gets to be eighteen."
"Here's to the debutante!" Youji said raising his glass.
"Omi's eighteen, not twenty-one." Aya said in his characteristic monotone.
"Whatever. He's of legal age." Youji reasoned. "If you need help getting to know
all the hippest places in town, tell me." He added, winking at Omi.
"Hippest? Knowing you, Youji, I'd say you're up to no good. Omi's not like you,
you know." Ken said laughing.
Aya just gave a low grunt which made everyone else laugh too.
"I just so love you guys." Omi declared.
"Awww…" Youji and Ken said in unison, making creating a fresh wave of laughter
from everyone, and a smile from Aya.
~*~*~
"I knew I shouldn't have let you drink that much." Ken said reproachfully as he
helped a very drunk Omi to his room.
"Don't scold Kenkun, you had a lot too."
"But I'm used to it. You're not."
"I'm of age now.' Omi continued protesting, trying his best to stand on his own,
almost making both of them topple over. "Oops…" he said giving Ken a smile
before drifting off.
Ken cursed Yoji under his breath as he carried the sleeping boy in his arms.
"It's his fault. The least he could do is keep awake and help me," he muttered,
irritated at the blond who was currently out-cold on the sofa, leaving him the
task of taking the debutante to bed. Aya had gone up to his room hours before,
leaving them to finish the rest of the bottles.
"Seems like Aya's the one who'd open shop tomorrow."
"Kenkun," Omi murmured in his arms. Ken just shook his head and proceeded to
carry Omi to his bed. Even when real drunk, Omi seemed real innocent to him.
"So this is what a drunk angel looks like" Ken said chuckling to himself.
"Pretty…" he added with a smile as he tucked Omi in bed. He stared at the
sleeping boy and gently brushed stray locks from his face.
"Sweet dreams…" he whispered as he gently brushed his lips across the other
boy's. He then gave the sleeping Omi another smile before closing the lights and
leaving the room.
~*~*~
Omi let out a groan as he felt the searing pain as he tried to sit up in bed.
There was this consistent throbbing in his head that reminded him of
woodpeckers. 'What's wrong with me?' he thought as he slowly massaged his
temples. His memory of what happened last night seemed woozy and distorted. He
remembered Youji buying beer. Ken brought pizza…
"Ken…" he said softly, his fingers brushing across his lips. 'Was it just a
dream? Kenkun kissed me, called me an angel… It must've been a dream… but no, I
can still feel his lips on mine, soft, warm. But why would he kiss me? He can't
be teasing me. It isn't the sort of thing he would do.'
Omi shook his head, trying to clear his muddled thoughts. 'Why would Kenkun do
such a thing?' He remembered Ken saying he was pretty… 'But I'm not a girl.
We're both drunk… they say people do weird things when they're drunk. 'Kenkun
must be real drunk then,' Omi reasoned out. He shouldn't be putting much into a
single kiss. Who knows, maybe it really didn't mean a thing anyway. He should
forget about it.
~*~*~
"Ohayo minna-san" Omi said in his cheerful voice as he entered the Koneko.
Ken looked up from his work and gave him a smile, while Aya just nodded his
acknowledgement.
"Where's Youjikun?" Omi asked as he donned his apron.
"Here," Youji murmured as he entered from the rear holding a list in his hand.
"Anybody want to deliver these? I don't think I'm up to driving," he added as he
rubbed at his temples.
"It's not our fault you have a major hang-over you know" Ken said, putting into
words what Aya's ice cold stare directed at Youji meant.
"How come you're not all conked out?" Youji noticed Omi for the first time. "You
drank almost as much as I did."
"Almost as much is different from as much as," Ken pointed out.
"High tolerance" Aya added.
"Hmph!" Youji said as he slumped into a chair.
"Hey, I had fun last night guys. Thanks." Omi said with a smile, furtively
glancing in Ken's direction.
"No problem." Ken responded, giving him a bright smile which made Omi think
about last night. Gods, he wanted Ken to kiss him again, feel those lips against
him… Omi gave himself a mental shake. He and Ken were both male and they were
the best of friends. It wasn't right for him to think of things like that. He
can't believe one kiss was driving him crazy…
"Omi," Aya said, waking him from his reverie. "I'll make the rounds today, since
*someone* obviously can't. You and Ken take care of the shop."
"Youji dodging work again?" a familiar voice said from the door.
"Looking good Manx," Youji drawled out, his hang-over temporarily forgotten.
"We have to talk," Manx said ignoring Youji.
"Aren't you a bit early today Manx?" Ken asked, following them to the den, which
served as their headquarters.
"Have a date?" Youji asked, draping an arm casually on Manx shoulders which she
casually shrugged off.
"What I do with my time doesn't concern you," she replied, distributing folders
to everyone. "You should concentrate instead on work."
"Kudou, fouled out!" Ken said laughing.
Youji just shrugged and everybody grew silent as Persia's voice went on.
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A/N: You guys better bear with me for I honestly don't know where this fic is going. all i know is that it's yaoi (maybe lemon ^_~) and that i'm stuck. So if anyone out there has a clue... help will be very much appreciated.
I know nothing about legal age in japan. so if i got it wrong, lets just pretend that I got it right. okay?
By: yuri-chan
~*~*~
Disclaimers: I don't own WeißKreuz nor the boys. Though it would sure be fun if I did .
~*~*~
A soft light illuminated the room as Omi turned on his bedside lamp. It filled
the room with an eerie glow, chasing the shadows to the dark corners. Omi loved
the way the shadows cowered and ran from the light. He loved to just lie in his
bed and watch them in their contorted shapes dancing on the walls.
But not tonight. Instead of being the magical haunt of shadows, his room looked
like a dumpsite He was so busy the last few days with doing missions and
catching up with his studies, he never had the time to straighten up his room.
Books and clothes were strewn everywhere. Papers and diskettes cluttered his
desk and the tables were thick with a week's accumulation of dust.
'Friday night and I'm stuck cleaning my room,' Omi thought with another sigh.
'Not that I really do anything special Friday nights.' He shook his head. If
Youji found out how he was spending his Friday night, he would've teased him
terribly. He would start saying how Omi should get a life, date girls and all
that stuff. And somehow all his teasing would go to the fact that he was still
underage. How Omi hated how youji and the others loved teasing him about his
age. Youji was the only one who teased him outright though. But still… What's
with age anyway? He may be young but he's gone through a lot. And he's part of
Weiß – one of them. His being underage didn't mean anything. Whatsmore, he won't
be staying seventeen for long…
~*~*~
"Oi, are you sure we should let Omi drink this much?" Ken asked worriedly as he
watched Omi drown his nth glass of beer.
"Of course Kenken." Youji said with a smirk. Our 'little one' is not under-age
anymore!"
"Stop teasing Kenkun, Youjikun." Omi scolded, his cheeks seeming redder than
usual. Then turning to Ken, "I'm okay Kenkun, really. Whatsmore it isn't
everyday one gets to be eighteen."
"Here's to the debutante!" Youji said raising his glass.
"Omi's eighteen, not twenty-one." Aya said in his characteristic monotone.
"Whatever. He's of legal age." Youji reasoned. "If you need help getting to know
all the hippest places in town, tell me." He added, winking at Omi.
"Hippest? Knowing you, Youji, I'd say you're up to no good. Omi's not like you,
you know." Ken said laughing.
Aya just gave a low grunt which made everyone else laugh too.
"I just so love you guys." Omi declared.
"Awww…" Youji and Ken said in unison, making creating a fresh wave of laughter
from everyone, and a smile from Aya.
~*~*~
"I knew I shouldn't have let you drink that much." Ken said reproachfully as he
helped a very drunk Omi to his room.
"Don't scold Kenkun, you had a lot too."
"But I'm used to it. You're not."
"I'm of age now.' Omi continued protesting, trying his best to stand on his own,
almost making both of them topple over. "Oops…" he said giving Ken a smile
before drifting off.
Ken cursed Yoji under his breath as he carried the sleeping boy in his arms.
"It's his fault. The least he could do is keep awake and help me," he muttered,
irritated at the blond who was currently out-cold on the sofa, leaving him the
task of taking the debutante to bed. Aya had gone up to his room hours before,
leaving them to finish the rest of the bottles.
"Seems like Aya's the one who'd open shop tomorrow."
"Kenkun," Omi murmured in his arms. Ken just shook his head and proceeded to
carry Omi to his bed. Even when real drunk, Omi seemed real innocent to him.
"So this is what a drunk angel looks like" Ken said chuckling to himself.
"Pretty…" he added with a smile as he tucked Omi in bed. He stared at the
sleeping boy and gently brushed stray locks from his face.
"Sweet dreams…" he whispered as he gently brushed his lips across the other
boy's. He then gave the sleeping Omi another smile before closing the lights and
leaving the room.
~*~*~
Omi let out a groan as he felt the searing pain as he tried to sit up in bed.
There was this consistent throbbing in his head that reminded him of
woodpeckers. 'What's wrong with me?' he thought as he slowly massaged his
temples. His memory of what happened last night seemed woozy and distorted. He
remembered Youji buying beer. Ken brought pizza…
"Ken…" he said softly, his fingers brushing across his lips. 'Was it just a
dream? Kenkun kissed me, called me an angel… It must've been a dream… but no, I
can still feel his lips on mine, soft, warm. But why would he kiss me? He can't
be teasing me. It isn't the sort of thing he would do.'
Omi shook his head, trying to clear his muddled thoughts. 'Why would Kenkun do
such a thing?' He remembered Ken saying he was pretty… 'But I'm not a girl.
We're both drunk… they say people do weird things when they're drunk. 'Kenkun
must be real drunk then,' Omi reasoned out. He shouldn't be putting much into a
single kiss. Who knows, maybe it really didn't mean a thing anyway. He should
forget about it.
~*~*~
"Ohayo minna-san" Omi said in his cheerful voice as he entered the Koneko.
Ken looked up from his work and gave him a smile, while Aya just nodded his
acknowledgement.
"Where's Youjikun?" Omi asked as he donned his apron.
"Here," Youji murmured as he entered from the rear holding a list in his hand.
"Anybody want to deliver these? I don't think I'm up to driving," he added as he
rubbed at his temples.
"It's not our fault you have a major hang-over you know" Ken said, putting into
words what Aya's ice cold stare directed at Youji meant.
"How come you're not all conked out?" Youji noticed Omi for the first time. "You
drank almost as much as I did."
"Almost as much is different from as much as," Ken pointed out.
"High tolerance" Aya added.
"Hmph!" Youji said as he slumped into a chair.
"Hey, I had fun last night guys. Thanks." Omi said with a smile, furtively
glancing in Ken's direction.
"No problem." Ken responded, giving him a bright smile which made Omi think
about last night. Gods, he wanted Ken to kiss him again, feel those lips against
him… Omi gave himself a mental shake. He and Ken were both male and they were
the best of friends. It wasn't right for him to think of things like that. He
can't believe one kiss was driving him crazy…
"Omi," Aya said, waking him from his reverie. "I'll make the rounds today, since
*someone* obviously can't. You and Ken take care of the shop."
"Youji dodging work again?" a familiar voice said from the door.
"Looking good Manx," Youji drawled out, his hang-over temporarily forgotten.
"We have to talk," Manx said ignoring Youji.
"Aren't you a bit early today Manx?" Ken asked, following them to the den, which
served as their headquarters.
"Have a date?" Youji asked, draping an arm casually on Manx shoulders which she
casually shrugged off.
"What I do with my time doesn't concern you," she replied, distributing folders
to everyone. "You should concentrate instead on work."
"Kudou, fouled out!" Ken said laughing.
Youji just shrugged and everybody grew silent as Persia's voice went on.
~*~*~
A/N: You guys better bear with me for I honestly don't know where this fic is going. all i know is that it's yaoi (maybe lemon ^_~) and that i'm stuck. So if anyone out there has a clue... help will be very much appreciated.
I know nothing about legal age in japan. so if i got it wrong, lets just pretend that I got it right. okay?