Here we go! Chapter 2! Thanks for your reviews and support, I really appreciate it.

Keep the reviews coming and Ch3 wll be up soon! But I have no more drabbles to work on at the moment... : (


From: Zyrii
Ran/Omi + anything I like it! Too cute, though I've never done this pairing before.

"Isn't there anything to do around here?" Omi nearly bounced in his seat. Ran knew he shouldn't have let the boy drink a LARGE cappuccino.

The red head sighed and looked at his watch, "Omi, we still have a half an hour before we can leave." He looked back out the window he'd been staring out of for the past hour. Yohji and Ken were in the other building, doing some infiltration for just one target. Ran and Omi were back up only and not needed unless called on. Ran now regretted that he chose to sit in the coffee shop instead of the arcade that Omi wanted to sit in. He took a sip of his own Decaf and eyed the boy across from him.

Omi pouted for only a moment then stood up quickly as if a bee stung his butt, "I have to do something!" The boy resolutely took a few steps towards the red head. Ran blinked as the boy stuck out one long, gentle finger from each hand and pushed up the red heads lips into a smile, "WAI! You should do that more often!"

Ran rolled his eyes and batted at his fingers before blushing just the tiniest bit. He took a deep breath as he looked back out the window, "Let's.. go for a walk. They should be done in there by now..." He stood up as the boy bounced again... it was going to be a long night.


From: Scelestes
Crawford/Aya + rabbit Oooooh, angst!

Aya slipped around the corner, his dark leather trench swirling with him then stopping as the red head froze with his back to the wall.

This mission was certainly not going as planned. Ken and Farfarello had battled each other into another room. Omi was hopefully in the computer room already and hacking for the files asked by the mission report. Yohji was supposed to take care of the guards that were guarding the main target's room. -HE- was not in the plans, though.

Crawford. Aya narrowed his eyes and listened intently. He heard nothing. Not over his own slightly labored breathing, that is.

Crawford had met him on the steps, that infuriating smirk on his face.

"It is good to see you again, Abyssinian," he had said as he started down the stairs. Aya, of course, tried to go through him, but the pre-cog knew exactly what was on his mind and blocked him. Crawford had grabbed his chin and smirked even more, his other hold holding Aya's wrist (and therefore katana) in a vice grip. He had leaned in as if to kiss the red head, then chuckled as Aya ripped himself away from the man with a rapid punch that was already ducked when he thought about it.

Aya had fled to find another way up. One that wasn't blocked by the pre-cog. Hens, his current situation, hiding around a corner and waiting. He lifted a gloved hand to touch at his lips. Even though Crawford hadn't kissed him, he could feel a touch there. Was it Schuldich playing with his head? He shook his head roughly and stalked down the hall again. He felt like a rabbit, and Crawford's the hunter. The red head snorted to himself. The night's not over. We'll see who's the hunted one by the end of this mission.


From: ExtremeToast
Terazuma Hajime/Kurosaki Hisoka + honey Ashamed I had to look up who Terazuma was… : (

Terazuma grumbled to himself as he strung his bow and looked around suspiciously. Those damn girls weren't above coming around here to bug him even when it was no where near the time for the tournament. He didn't get much time to practice, so he took whatever he could get. Hopefully no one will come around and disturb him this time. He took up his stance and closed his eyes, took a deep breath and let it out as he cleared his mind of those stupid females. When he opened them again his bow was already up and drawn. He sighted down the arrow and adjusted his aim, then shot the arrow straight into the middle of the target.

"Tsuzuki, you idiot!"

Terazuma cringed as he heard someone yell those words then looked around, once again angry at being disturbed. He spotted Hisoka as the boy stormed past the dojo, something gooey all over his chin and cheeks. Hisoka stopped and turned as he felt eyes on him, angry and ready to yell at whoever it was, but stopped and blinked at the near stranger, "T… Terazuma…"

Terazuma blinked back at him then laughed. He hasn't laughed this hard in a long time. Hisoka had honey all over his chin and cheek, and Terazuma could only guess that it came from Tsuzuki being a klutz with his food again. Hisoka glared at him so cutely that he only laughed harder, nearly falling over in his enthusiasm.

Hisoka glared for another moment then gave him a mean looking smirk and lifted a finger to wipe off some honey from his cheek. He stuck the now sticky finger into his mouth and suckled on it. Terazuma stopped his laughing. In fact, he had to turn his back on the boy before he turned monster. Hisoka won!


From: Mixie
Aya/Omi + dye Realized I can't write Omi POV... : (

Omi poked his head through the kitchen door and watched Aya secretively. The man was leaning his back against the counter and frowning at a box in his hand, a towel beside him on the counter with red splotches on it. Omi's mouth gaped as he realized the box in the "red head's" hand was a hair dye kit... color? Porsche Red.

Omi gasped even though he tried not to make a sound. Aya wasn't a natural red head? Aya looked up at him and blinked, "Ah.. I didn't know you were there." He set the box down nonchalantly and went to the sink to get a glass of water.

Omi just stared for a moment then pointed a shaky finger at the kit,

"Is that... are you...?"

Aya looked over at him for a moment then at the offending box. He quickly looked back to Omi with a light growl, "It's not mine."

Omi's eyes were huge saucers by now, "Wow... Yohji was right!"

"Yohji's never right... about what?"

"About your hair not being your natural color!"

Aya growled again, "He's wrong. I am a natural red head."

Omi giggled, "Prove it!"

Aya glared at him for a moment then took the boy's wrist and dragged him into the bathroom, ala Hatsuharu from Fruits Basket, an anime episode he'd watched with Ken a while ago.

Omi came out looking like a ghost had attacked him while Aya smirked in the bathroom before closing the door.

The box? Oh, Manx left it there.