A/N- Hey people, fans of No money and Yaoi.

This is my first story about "Okane ga nai", and it was totally done by a whim. It will be continued if I see it picks up your interest. If it does, I promises not to let go of it and to update whenever I can.

Now, I love lemons, and so, you may expect some. For those who are unfamiliar with Yaoi, it means Male x Male action. So let you be warned.

I don't own No money, in more ways than one (LOL)

I hope you will enjoy it.

Paper plans

Introduction

All of my life, I have kept away from evil and I always tried my best to help people, to be nice and kind. Just look at how I ended up, talking about pathetic…. Ayase sighed to himself, reluctant to leave the bathtub, although the water has already gone cold. He brushed his hand over the water and watched the ripples as they traveled through the huge tub.

Everything about this penthouse was huge, he thought, from the massive brass decorated doors to the spacious living room, from the top designed kitchen to the king-sized bed. It suited Kanou just fine, since he was larger then life himself, but in times like this, when nobody's here, and Ayase had this whole space to himself, he could not help but feel a little bit lost.

Finally, he managed to pull himself out of the tub. He stepped out, dripping water all over the expensive marble floor and grubbed the brush lying on the counter.

I hate all those mirrors, he pouted to his own reflection; Kanou had all the bathroom walls covered with them. Ayase could see his own naked body from every angle possible, and he tried to ignore the embarrassing ones as he brushed his soft golden hair.

The phone woke up to life, ringing in the empty house. That must be Kuba, Ayase thought. Kuba was supposed to pick him up and take him to the university. Maybe he is calling in late, maybe he got caught in traffic.

Ayase wrapped himself in a towel and tiptoe his way on the cold floor.

The phone kept angrily ringing, echoing the deserted halls.

"He…hello?" Ayase picked up the handset.

"Who is this?" answered an unfamiliar man's voice. This was not a Kuba.

"Um… who are you?" Ayase replied with the same manner.

"Listen, kid, did I reach the Kanou resides?"

"Yes, you did."

"Can I talk to him?"

Ayase looked around the empty living room. "I…I am sorry, sir. Kanou-san is… he is on a business trip. He won't be back until next Sunday." A long sigh of disappointment was breathed into his ears. "Would … would you like to call back then? Or give me your number so…"

An innocent, reasonable suggestion, Ayase could not figure out why the man on the other side of the line began to laugh. He laughed so hard, he nearly choked. Ayase got deeply insulted, what was so absurd about his suggestion?

"Hey, kid, are you still there?"

"Yes…." Ayase whispered, still in the haze of confusion.

"Look, I am sorry. I'm just…. I mean, next Sunday? I could be dead by next Sunday. It was very troublesome for me to make this phone call in the first place. Let's see what we can do… Can I trust you to deliver a message to Kanou-san?"

"Yes, sir…" Dead by Sunday? Was this man crazy? Was he in any danger? Should he hang up and call the police? Who was he for Kanou? What could he possibly want from him? Is it all kind of a joke?

"Can you repeat the message, please?" the man asked, waking Ayase up from his panic attack.

"Sorry… What?"

"Oh boy, can I trust you or not?"

"Yes, yes! What did you say?"

"I said that Aida Osamu was released from jail today, and Kanou should start watching his back. Got it?"

"Aida Osamu?" Ayase repeated without understanding.

"Yes, that's the one."

"Who is he?... Who are you? Why are you doing this?"

"I've got no time for this, kid. I owe Kanou one, so that is why I bothered. The name is Imai. He'll know, so can I trust you?"

"Yes, sir, I'll do my best, Imai-san. How do you know…"

"Listen kid, very important; give this news to Kanou-san alone, you hear me? Don't trust others, ok?"

"But…"

"I have to hang up." The man said dryly and a long beep sound was all that remained from this wired conversation.

Ayase had no time for deliberation, for the doorbell rang next.

"Kuba-san." Ayase whispered and hurried to unlock the door.

The tall, young man in the elegant suit glanced down on the towel wrapped boy.

"Homare-san?" No response, so maybe "Misao-san?"

The man smirked and his piercing blue gaze made Ayase blush "Does it really matter? Why aren't you dressed?"

"Oh… Sorry, sir, right away..."

Ayase rushed into the bedroom to dress up for the day. He was so wrapped up in his thought, he almost forgot to put his assignment paper in his bag, and it was due for today.

Mean while Kuba-san helped himself to a cup of espresso. Ayase could not operate that machine for the life of him, and he preferred tea any way. Kuba waited patiently in the kitchen, and when Ayase appeared in the entrance, he smiled. "Ready to go?"

"Yes, sir."

"Let's go then."

oOOo

TBC

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A/N- I am sorry, I had to replace the old file because it was filled up with embarrassing typos. I hope I weeded them all ^^