Disclaimer: I do not own Weiß Kreuz or Sorcerer Hunters. They are (c) by some very rich people in Japan. I am not making any money off of this fic, so please don't sue. If you try to, all you will get is some pocket lint, a paperclip, a candywrapper, and a fat orange cat.
Warnings: Shonen-ai/Yaoi
Rated PG-13 (for now)
May become a lemon in later chapters.
Authors Notes: This is my first fic on FFN so please be gentle.
*blah*=emphasis on words
/blah/=thoughts
~*~*~
I'm not sure when it all started. I suppose that it happened during one of our missions, when I met *him*. How was I supposed to know that I would fall in love eventually? Hell, it was practically love at first site. If you really wanna know about it, I'll start from the beginning. It all started when...
~*~*~
"Oi, Yoji! Get your ass out of bed! It is our turn to open the shop today!" Ken yelled, banging on the door. He was already in a bad mood because he had to start his day with a cold shower. (no you hentai, not for that reason) Omi had used up all of the hot water.
On the other side of the door, Yoji mumbled a response that Ken couldn't quite understand. Ken ignored it and went downstairs go get some coffee.
~*~*~
/What the fuck was that about?/ Yoji thought as he tried to remember the vague dream that as so rudely interrupted. All he could remember of it was a person with wavy hair that was a color that could only be described as fuchsia. The face, however, was obscured by shadows. Yoji wasn't even sure if the person was male or female. All he knew was that he was strangely attracted to this entity.
"I really need to stop eating spicy foods before I go to bed," Yoji
grumbled as he got up to start the day.
~*~*~
The day went by slowly for the four florists. Together, Omi and Ken managed to drop five pots; Aya showed up late for his shift, and all Yoji did was flirt with the customers. It was finally closing time. When they were getting ready to lock up, a familiar form appeared in the doorway. It was Birman.
Down in the basement, the four young men watched the video closely. It was a strange mission. Someone by the name of Oikawa Nazono had made a machine that could transport people to and from other worlds. He was currently trying to find the strongest people throughout the different worlds so he could take over the Earth. Their mission was to find and kill him, and then destroy the machine.
"I'm guessing you're all in?"
Everyone nodded. It seemed like a simple enough job.
tbc?
(If I get good enough reviews, I will continue)
btw, I'm open for suggestions for the title
Warnings: Shonen-ai/Yaoi
Rated PG-13 (for now)
May become a lemon in later chapters.
Authors Notes: This is my first fic on FFN so please be gentle.
*blah*=emphasis on words
/blah/=thoughts
~*~*~
I'm not sure when it all started. I suppose that it happened during one of our missions, when I met *him*. How was I supposed to know that I would fall in love eventually? Hell, it was practically love at first site. If you really wanna know about it, I'll start from the beginning. It all started when...
~*~*~
"Oi, Yoji! Get your ass out of bed! It is our turn to open the shop today!" Ken yelled, banging on the door. He was already in a bad mood because he had to start his day with a cold shower. (no you hentai, not for that reason) Omi had used up all of the hot water.
On the other side of the door, Yoji mumbled a response that Ken couldn't quite understand. Ken ignored it and went downstairs go get some coffee.
~*~*~
/What the fuck was that about?/ Yoji thought as he tried to remember the vague dream that as so rudely interrupted. All he could remember of it was a person with wavy hair that was a color that could only be described as fuchsia. The face, however, was obscured by shadows. Yoji wasn't even sure if the person was male or female. All he knew was that he was strangely attracted to this entity.
"I really need to stop eating spicy foods before I go to bed," Yoji
grumbled as he got up to start the day.
~*~*~
The day went by slowly for the four florists. Together, Omi and Ken managed to drop five pots; Aya showed up late for his shift, and all Yoji did was flirt with the customers. It was finally closing time. When they were getting ready to lock up, a familiar form appeared in the doorway. It was Birman.
Down in the basement, the four young men watched the video closely. It was a strange mission. Someone by the name of Oikawa Nazono had made a machine that could transport people to and from other worlds. He was currently trying to find the strongest people throughout the different worlds so he could take over the Earth. Their mission was to find and kill him, and then destroy the machine.
"I'm guessing you're all in?"
Everyone nodded. It seemed like a simple enough job.
tbc?
(If I get good enough reviews, I will continue)
btw, I'm open for suggestions for the title