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A Lazy Day at the Koneko
By Moon Without a Sun
It was a cold and windy day at the Koneko no Sumu Ie. A young man walked around the shop, occasionally pulling a dead flower from the arrangements. Ken sighed. It was so nice out; he should be out playing soccer instead of working the day shift with Yohji, who had yet to make an appearance. The boy, about 19 years of age, had chocolate colored hair and teal eyes resembling the sea. He was muscular, having once been a professional goalie, but somehow he managed to trip on a pot of soil, landing face first on the tile floor. A crowd of fangirls was immediately at his side, offering him help and "checking him for injuries."
Ken finally managed to get up, as Yohji had decided to make an entrance. The shop was filled with screams, as Yohji pushed back the fangirls, stopping only to flirt with those over the age of 18. Finally, afternoon classes began and the shop emptied. The blonde playboy yawned, then flashed Ken is charming grin, telling him that his date last night hadn't been a waste after all. Siberian never understood what the lanky blonde saw in the women at the bar, they were always looking for the closest male who could move. Ken stared at his teammate, who was sitting on the stool, his legs wrapped around the supports in a way Ken couldn't even begin to duplicate.
'Damn, he looks hott.'
Ken wasn't surprised by this thought, he had known for a long time that he was attracted to men rather than women. However, he never told his fellow assassins, he was scared of what they would think of him. Ken suddenly blinked, pulling himself back to reality, to find Balinese staring at him curiously. Realizing he'd been caught staring, Ken quickly looked away, blushing.
"Whatcha thinkin about, Kenken?"
Ken glanced at the older boy, muttering "Don't call me Kenken." Yohji promptly got off the stool in one graceful movement, striding over to the young soccer player. He threw an arm over Ken's shoulder, then leaned in close to his ear.
"Come on, you know you love it..." Ken, tensing considerably under the playboy's arm, tried to pull away, frustrated at the thoughts the man was provoking. Yohji, however, did not seem to plan on letting go of Ken any time soon. Ken struggled.
"Yohji, on, this isn't funny!"
"Who said I was being funny, Kenken? I've seen the way you look at me..." The playboy was whispering in his ear, then leaned closer in, licking the edge.
"Yohji!!!!!!!!!! Don't tease me like that, it's not funny!!" Ken pushed at Balinese, who tightened his grip on Ken's shoulder.
"Did you know that I'm bi, Kenken?" Teal orbs widened in surprise, as comprehension dawned on the young assassin.
"B-but you..." Ken trailed off, his mind whirling with confusion.
"You have no idea how hott you are, do you Kenken? You have no clue that everyone, and I mean everyone, in the Koneko lusts after you, so you? Yes, even Aya. You even have Abssynian, the human icicle, thinking naughty thoughts about you. " As he talked, Yohji flipped the sign on the door to say "Closed" and pulled down the metal door. The playboy pressed Ken against the door, pinning him there.
"So what do you say, Ken? Wanna come upstairs with me, I promise to make it worth your while..."
Ken, finding his mouth dry, couldn't manage a single word, so he nodded dumbly. Yohji smiled, taking Ken's hands by the wrists and leading him up the stairs.