Disclaimer:  I do not own Weiss Kreuz.

"But, I can't help it!"

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     "Aya-kuuu~~n…"

     "No."

     "Aya-kuuuuun…."

     "No."

     "But Aya-kuuuuun!!!"

     Grunt.  Groan.  'I mustn't look into his eyes, I mustn't look into his eyes…'

     Omi managed to effectively attach himself to Aya's leg in a pleading-child position.  He looked up at the Weiss leader with bubbling cerulean eyes.  "Onegai…" His lip started to tremble.

     "……………No."  Aya began to trudge around the Koneko no Sumu Ie, dragging Omi along with him.

     The small boy squeezed his enormous eyes shut as they began to water.

     As if on cue, dozens of screaming fangirls rushed to the small brunette's aid.  Aya continued trudging, desperate to get the boy off his leg.

     "But Aya-kuuuun…  Why can't we go to the pet shop???"  Omi bit his lip harder.

     Aya sighed and rested his forehead in his palm.  Omi had been going on like this for twenty minutes, and he was beginning to get frustrated.  Beginning to.  But he wouldn't budge on his decision.  Weiss was not going to the pet shop.

     "Stop being so mean to Omi-kun!"  "I'll hate you!"  "We'll never come to the Koneko again, and we'll egg it every night!!"  "I'll tell the city about how you like to shag Youji-kun!"

     Weiss was going to the pet shop.

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     "Kawaii koneko da ne!"  Yohji sauntered through the pet shop.

     Ken just blinked rapidly around the dark room.  "Pet…. Shop?"  He looked intrigued.  The place was fairly dark, not bright and cheerful like you would expect a pet shop to be.  It had smooth wooden flooring, two couches, a coffee table, and all sorts of strange decorations on the walls that Ken couldn't even hope to name.  There was a dark back hallway where they kept the pets, their shadows lurking on the walls like tigers about to strike.

     Aya called it cozy.

     Omi looked around uncomfortably.  The place had looked bright and happy from the outside, but he was sadly mistaken.  He held on to Yohji's jacket from his position behind the blonde.

     Ken began to bore.  'These halls are too narrow for playing soccer…' He wanted to go outside.  Bad.  Ken want go outside bad.

     Aya was happy.

     Yes, Aya was happy. 

     Why was Aya happy?

     Well, duh.  There were vicious animals he could use to kill Takatori here.

     'Sharp fangs sinking into dark flesh, ripping apart the tendons and flinging bowels across the room, blood and brain matter splattered on-'

     Aya's thoughts of bloody, painful, yet somewhat expensive vengeance were interrupted by a feminine voice ahead of them.

     "Welcome to my Pet Shop.  I'm sure you'll find a pet you like.  Did you know our merchandise is Love and Dreams?"

     "Yup.  You've told us about twenty times now."  Yohji stated, lifting an eyebrow.

     "Um, anou…" Ken lifted his finger in curiosity.  "Er, Ma'am… I mean, sir… um…."

     The raven-haired, oriental shop owner turned to stare at Ken.

     "Um… which are you?"

     "…………………"

     Ken's finger remained high.

     "………………….. So, on your left, you'll see the tigers…"

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     "Aya-kun, I think you've spent enough time staring at that snake.  You aren't going to win the glaring contest."

     "…"

     "No, no… my name is Ken… K-E-N.  Ken.  Hidaka Ken."

     "Loser!"

     "No, not Loser.  Hidaka Ken."

     "Loser!"

     "Stop it!  You're such a mean parrot!"

     "So… Miss D."  Yohji leaned in close to the oriental shop owner.  "How long have you been running this joint?"

     "…………………" D smiled wickedly.  "Would you like some tea?"

     "Sure!  You should come by the Koneko sometime.  You'd be the prettiest fangirl there."  He winked at D.

     "Well, I don't know…. I might stand out.  Most of the girls there don't have a penis."

     Yohji decided to take interest in something else.

     "Ohh!  Look!  Kittens!"  Omi's face lit up at the sight.  Four adorable little kittens were rolling over each other, playing.

     Aya swore in frustration as he couldn't glare any longer.  He stomped over to where Omi referred.  Aya smiled.

     Maybe he could use the kittens to seduce Takatori into a death pit of some sort.

     "They're so cute!  I want one…"

     D smiled.  "If you'd like it, you must first promise me these rules three-"

     "Ow!! It bit me!!"

     Aya scowled… then smiled. 

     Maybe the kitten could soften Takatori then attack him when his guard was down.

     Omi sucked on his injured finger.  Mean kitty.  Omi lightly kicked the base of the cage out of frustration.

     Fly went the kitty, it flew! 

     Land on Ken's head, it do.

     Bite Ken's ear, it did;

     For that is an erogenous region.

     Fling the Kitten did Ken,

     And it landed where 'tis precious to men.

     Yohji screamed in pain and revulsion

     And fell on the floor in convulsions.

     D walked over to Yohji and picked up the little cat. 

     "Isn't he a little sweetie?"

     "#$@&in' hell!"  Aya now had a kitten hanging from his arm. 

     He had decided he didn't like kittens.  Maybe Takatori would.

     "Anou… Mr. D, it's been a pleasure, but I think we'd better get Yohji-kun home right now."

     "What's wrong with him?"

     Yohji writhed in pain on the floor.  "Help… me…."

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     "No more pet shops, Omi."

     "But Aya-kuuun…"

     "Unless our mission involves buying maneating tigers, NO."

     Omi sniffled in defeat.

     //Like that opportunity would ever come along…// Aya wished.

     Yohji stumbled crippled through the door of the Koneko, as Ken was more confused than usual.  "I think that kitten bit my brain…" And so, in much pain and complaining, our little kittens turned in to their respective cages for the night.

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     Knock knock knock. 

     No answer.

     Manx knocked again, black folder in hand.  It was 6 AM; usually the boys were up by now.  Did they oversleep?  She shook her head and took out her set of keys.  Slowly opening the door, she stepped inside.  The room was bright with the early morning sun, the flowers sparkling with their delicious nourishment.  But no kittens.  No Weiss anywhere to be found.  Manx shook her head.  They must still be sleeping. 

     She was about to sit down to wait when the phone rang. 

     Reluctantly, she picked it up.  "Hello, K-Kitties in the House… Um… How may I help you?"

     The voice on the other end sounded perfectly calm and professional.  Effeminate.  "Hello.  This is Count D, your friendly neighborhood seller of Love and Dreams."

     "Um… Yes, hello."

     "I've called to inform you of a little discovery I made yesterday."  He paused.  Slurp.  Was he drinking something?  "I had my animals tested for various diseases last night after I closed up shop."  Sip.  "I discovered something very interesting."

     Manx wasn't sure how to respond.  "I don't understand… What did you find?  What does this have to do with-"

     She was interrupted by a sudden crashing sound from upstairs, followed by heavy running, and what sounded like a vacuum running over sand.

     "Well…. I found that my kittens have a rare supernatural disease that causes extreme symptoms similar to those of OCD."

     Manx blinked, as the sounds upstairs grew louder.  Oh God. 

     "OH GOD, OH GOD! IT'S A FIRE! FIRE!!!"

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Continue, or no? ^_^  This is my first ficcy… for those who haven't seen it, Count D is from Petshop of Horrors.  Good show.  Anyhoo, Review, onegai… ^_^