Email: swythangel@hotmail.com
Title: The Gift (A Christmas Surprise for Aya)
Type: 4/5
Teaser: Its Christmas, and this is what happens when Omi wants everyone to be happy…Ken wrapped and put in a box for a certain someone…
Rating: PG (just to be safe)
Spoilers: itsy bitsy spoilers like Aya-chan and Sakura…
Warnings: Shonen Ai
Disclaimer: Weiß Kreuz is not mine…
Keywords: Ken, Aya/Ken, Christmas
Wai! EXTENDED TO PART 5!
Gomen, I know that I promised that
this ficcie would only last until part 4 but I couldn't stop this chapter
from getting out of hand…gomen, minna-san!
This ficcie just passed Three Kings
Day blink> I hope to finish it next week so please bear with me…
To everyone who commented on Part
3, thank you again! I love you guys! :>
This part is dedicated to Deena-chan
and the people who gave me so many lovely ideas on how Ken is going to
get out of the box that I couldn't help but write in a few extra scenes.
Part 5 is going to be waffy I think!
nods> because I wanted to do a lemon but for the life of me I can't
even do lime without blushing.wails>
blinks>er, or do you guys think
this is ok for an ending already? I think it could be grin>
The Gift
(A Christmas Surprise for Aya)
Part 4
Why do *I* have to be the one to do this? Omi grumbled to himself as he knocked on Aya's door.
/Because you can pull off the innocently cute act while trying to get your way and I can't./
Omi sighed. Youji-kun did have a point. But still…
"Come in."
Omi sighed and pasted a confused smile on his lips, widening his eyes as far as they go. Aya-kun wanted to play hard ball and that's what Omi was prepared to give him.
As he opened the door to go in, Omi smacked himself on his forehead and turned on the full force of his bishonen looks on Aya.
"Wai! Aya-kun! I'm such a baka. I was so excited at the thought of opening gifts that I forgot to tell you that the gift contains something that should be opened as soon as possible. So you'll have to open the gift now, ne, Aya-kun?"
He blinked a few times for effect and gave Aya-kun his most melting stare. Aya-kun didn't seem to be affected at all though because he didn't even blink.
"I'm sure whatever it is can keep for a few more hours, Omi. We can open the gifts early tomorrow morning."
Shimatta! Omi couldn't believe it. His "too-cute-for-my-own-good" tactic didn't work.
/I can't understand it. It always works on Ken-kun and Youji-kun. What is Aya-kun made of?/
He turned perplexed eyes at Weiß' leader.
/Kuso! Now what do I do?/
"Well, if you say so, Aya-kun." Omi trudged out of Aya's room, disgruntled. He had been so sure Aya would agree.
***
Ring! Ring!
"I'll get it!" Youji shouted in an exaggeratedly loud voice.
"Hello, sexy thang speaking!" He said into the receiver cheerily.
"Quit it, Youji-kun! I'm not in the mood." It was Omi calling from downstairs. He was still out-of-sorts with his failure to get Aya to open the gift…"Can you just get on with it, Youji-kun?"
"Alright, alright! Don't get your shorts all knotted up. Wait a moment alright?" Youji grinned.
He put the phone down, and took a deep breath. It was time for Youji Kudou to do some acting…
Youji strolled to Aya's room and knocked.
"Come in."
"Oi, Aya." Youji poked his head inside Aya's room. "Ken just called asking how we liked all our gifts, I told him what you said….he wants you to at least open the gift we gave you, sounded excited too…and er, I didn't want to spoil his excitement so I made him wait on the line and promised that you'd open our gift already so I can tell him what you think."
Aya reclined back on his chair, putting down the book he had been reading and looked up at Youji with an inscrutable expression on his face.
"Tell him that we're all going to wait until tomorrow morning when he comes home."
"Aya.." Youji raised his voice a notch higher, imitating Ken's whine. "The boy sounds too excited and what's one gift?"
"No, Youji." Aya said firmly, trying to get back to reading. "Tell him if he wants to know then he'll just have to wait and see for himself."
/Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! I don't think he's going to fall for it./
"But Aya…I really don't want to tell him that and deflate Kenken's balloon of excitement. Why don't you just open the gift." Youji wheedled.
Aya stood up and put the book down on the chair. "If you can't tell him, I'll do it."
/Oh shit! Oh, shit! What do I do? What do I do?/
Youji panicked. Aya passed him and moved to the hallway, straight for the phone. Youji seriously contemplated dragging Aya back to his room by his neck but chucked the idea. He didn't think the redhead would appreciate that. And Youji didn't want to face the business end of Aya's katana, no matter that Ken said it was dull already.
/Oh man! If he finds out that its Omi on the phone and not Ken, we are going to be in deep shit!/
He blocked Aya before he got to the phone. And tried to nudge him back to his room.
"Uh, Aya? On second thought maybe I'll just tell him to wait ne? You go back to your reading."
"Youji." Aya stared at him. "I'm already out of the room. I might as well be the one to tell him. After all, I suggested the idea."
/Shimatta! He is making this go from bad to worst. What do I do? Aha! I know !/
"WELL, IF YOU SAY SO, AYA!! IF YOU WANT TO TALK TO KENKEN THEN GO AHEAD!"
"Youji, I'm right next to you. Please don't shout." Aya said, rubbing his ear, staring in irritation and surprise at the oldest Weiß. Youji seldom spoke above normal outside missions.
"Gomen! I er, forgot."
/Goddamn it, I sound lame even to myself. Lord, the things I do for my friends. Omi had better have heard me. Please, Kami-sama!/
Aya shrugged and went straight for the phone, picking it up and putting it next to his right ear. Youji could feel his heart hammering in his chest as he watched Aya.
/Omi, you better have heard that…please!/
"Hello, Ken? This is…" Aya stopped in mid-sentence and looked at Youji. "There's no one on the phone."
Youji almost died right on the spot in relief. /There is a god!/
"Er, hehe, maybe Ken got too impatient and hung up." He waved a hand in the air, back to his cool self. "Ah well, you know Kenken."
***
/Think, Omi, think. There's got to be some way we can get Aya-kun to open his present now./
Omi banged his head softly against Youji's wall as he tried to think of yet another plan. Right now he was drawing a blank.
It was well past midnight and the two disastrous plans had backfired hours ago.
/Aaargh! Why is Aya-kun so stubborn all of a sudden?/
Truth be told, he was starting to get irritated at Aya-kun. Here they were trying to make something happen for his love life, and here he was trying to circumvent them at every turn.
"Kisama!"
Youji was sitting on his bed looking at Omi with an amused smile. The older Weiß had never seen Omi at a loss for a plan, banging his head on the wall *and* swearing too. Youji snickered. It seems that there were still people who were immune to the bishuonen's cutesy tactics after all.
He chuckled out loud which brought the weight of Omi's glare on him.
"Youji-kun! Don't just sit there, laughing! Think of a plan! You know as well as I do that Ken-kun will never forgive us if we leave him in that box overnight."
Omi said this with dread, thinking up the royal tirade Ken was sure to give them after all this.
Youji sighed.
"Mada, mada! Look, Omi. We've been sitting here for hours and there is no option that we haven't discussed. We both agreed that none of them will work. A great man knows when he has to give in."
"Maybe it is time we called it a night and just accept the fact that Ken will have to stay in the box a few more hours, ne?"
Omi blinked at this and sighed. Youji-kun was right. There was nothing they haven't tried to do. And short of charging into Aya-kun's room and threatening him to open the box or else, there was really nothing they could do.
"You're right, Youji-kun. I guess we'll just have to tell Ken-kun and then we can go off to bed."
"Poor Ken, ne?" Youji said with some pity. "Who would have thought Aya would be this stubborn…"
"Oi! But what do we tell Aya-kun tomorrow, once he doesn't see Ken-kun?"
Youji rolled his eyes. "Oh, fucking shit! I forgot about that. Damn!"
Youji yawned, he couldn't help it. Even his eyes were tearing. "Why don't we get some sleep before thinking about that Omi. I'm really damn tired."
"You have a point Youji-kun." Omi said, smothering a yawn. "I'll just call Ken-kun on his communicator and tell him the bad news."
Omi flipped open his watch-cum-communicator to call Ken. He was happy that Ken at least wore it. Now they could tell him that the plan backfired…actually, Omi thought, Ken-kun might already know that since the box was in Aya-kun's room all the time.
He sighed. He didn't think Ken-kun would appreciate hearing from him this time. Omi could just imagine just how many nerve endings were tingling in Ken-kun's legs and arms from being all scrunched up like that. Ken-kun must feel like screaming in agony and complaining like hell.
***
Omi would have been surprised if he knew that Ken wasn't complaining one bit. Certainly, his muscles had been screaming in agony but they were numb now, and Ken was trying not to move. Not that he wanted to, he was lost in his thoughts thinking about what he had heard.
/Let's wait for Ken./
/Aya./
Ken felt warm all over knowing that Aya wanted him to be there before he opened their gift to him. Never mind that Ken had to wait in discomfort until morning. It would be worth it to see the redhead leader of Weiß smile at him when he burst out of the box.
/Aya. You will smile for me won't you?/
Ken didn't know exactly when it became so important to him to make Aya smile, it felt like ages ago. He only knew that he wanted to. So much that he was even willing to be trussed up like a silly gift and put in a box.
And why did he want to make him smile?
/Because I love him./
Ken blinked a few times as an inconceivable thought entered his head. He loved Aya?
Maybe it was the Christmas spirit floating around in the air, because all of a sudden it was crystal clear to him.
/Or maybe its the stuffiness in the box causing oxygen deprivation and making my brain hallucinate./
He told himself wryly. There was just absolutely no way that he, Ken Hidaka, would fall for a guy. He was straight for God's sake. Didn't he love Yuriko, a girl?
/Oh yeah, that's a good one, Ken. You let her leave without you remember? And you never looked at anyone else again./
/Except Aya./
/Oh my god! I do love Aya./
Ken had a strange propensity to talk to himself when things bothered him a lot. It wasn't a very healthy pastime, he knew, but it helped him sort things out.
"Fat lot that's going to do me." Ken muttered to himself softly. As far as he knew, Aya was straight. And he wouldn't want to test the fact by coming on to him. He rather fancied living for a long time yet and the best way to do that was to avoid death glares, angry shouts of shi-nes , and swinging katanas.
Anyway, lately, Aya had taken to looking out for Sakura-chan, a girl that resembled his imoto very much.
/At least I can make him smile this time. Which is more than I can say for someone who looks like his imoto./ Ken sniffed. /I bet she just makes him wish his imoto was awake. Besides, I'm in Aya's room right now and she's not./
Ken knew that he was being catty but it suited his mood at the moment. It helped him take his mind off this new development in his view of Aya.
/I won't think about it. My purpose here right now is to make him smile. And that's what I'll do./
He started to think of a funny way to burst out of the box when Aya opened it.
/He's really so sweet to want to wait up for me./
/Holy Shit! How will I burst out of this box if he won't open it when I'm not there?/
This presented a problem. Ken couldn't very well burst out of the box without help because it had been tied down tightly.
/Omi, Youji!! What do we do?/
Ken was panicking when his watch began to ring. As he reached out to toggle it open, forgotten muscles screamed out and Ken forgot to tune down the volume as he gasped in pain.
The crackle of static sounded unnaturally loud in the confined space of the box as Omi's voice emerged.
"Ken-kun! Can you hear me?"
***
Aya was still reading the same book hours after Youji and Omi's antics. He wasn't really reading the book, he was wondering at the weirdness of his two teammates. They obviously wanted him to open the damn gift they got him.
But Aya was adamant. He wanted Ken to be there when he opened it, seeing that it came from him too.
He looked at the clock. It was already past 2 and Ken wasn't back. The girl must be very entertaining.
A sliver of jealousy went through him.
/I want Ken to be here, with me. I want Ken to be mine./
He sighed as he looked up from the book, rubbing his eyes wearily. His gaze was drawn to the outrageously large, brilliantly wrapped gift in the middle of his room.
/I wonder what it is?/
He looked at it objectively. It was big enough to stuff a person in. Big enough for an Omi to fit comfortably and maybe…his thoughts processed the measurements of the box. Maybe a Ken, if he was all scrunched up.
/I could wish it was Ken inside./
He thought wistfully.
/I wonder if Youji would do it if I asked him to./
Aya wouldn't ask him. It would be stupid to do so. But somehow he had a feeling Youji would be willing to do it.
He knew Youji knew that he had a thing for Ken and approved of it. He might have been drunk that night to loosen his tongue but not drunk enough not to realize just how much he was saying to Youji.
He blushed at the thought. Deadly sword-wielding assassin, Aya Fujimiya, bane of Takatoris, Schwartzs and Schrients everywhere, got freaking drunk. He couldn't believe he couldn't hold his liquor.
/Oh well! I'll just have to be thankful it was Youji that night and not Ken./
Aya wouldn't have known what to do if Ken was the one with him…then he smiled a little smile. He would have nothing to fear, he would think. Ken would probably be the first one drunk, judging from the way the younger Weiß abhorred liquor.
/Ken./
Aya liked everything about the brown haired boy. His naivete and cheerful personality was a constant source of happy escape for Aya's problems though he never let on about it. And the fact that Ken even tried to make him smile was absolutely endearing, even when his attempts fell to pieces.
Ken was just so clumsy in the shop.
Ken didn't know but Aya had a hard time trying not to smile as he saw Ken trip clumsily over the least little thing. Aya didn't think Ken would appreciate him laughing when he fell on the floor. So he tried not to.
/Damn. I'm tired…when is he coming back?/
He started to stroll to his window, the one overlooking Koneko's backdoor, to see if Ken was anywhere near , when he heard a loud noise being emitted by the big gift. A noise that sounded suspiciously like electronic static or of guns being fired.
/Could someone have planted a bomb inside while we weren't looking?/
His body went into overdrive, used to reflexes learned in the field of battle. He reached over his bed for his katana. The strange noises were muffled now but Aya knew better than to discount it out of hand. He warily approached it.
With a blur of graceful movements, he slashed the ribbon to bits. Then he raised his katana high, ready for anything as he threw the lid out of the way,
He was about to shout shi-ne when he saw what…or who was in the box. He couldn't believe it.
"Wha…Ken?"
Ken looked up with a surprised expression on his face. Then he smiled nervously and waved at Aya.
"Er, surprise?"
TBC
^_~ I think this could be an ending? Don't you guys think so? I mean you wouldn't want me to spoil the er, alleged humour I am striving for by putting in a waffy ending ne?
Part 5 is still negotiable…^o^v