Pairings: Eventual RanKen, although
I was sorely tempted to make this YouKen, VERY sorely tempted. But I figured
Ran would be better with kids lol>
Why do I get
the feeling this fic is going to run away from me again? There's just so
many things I can do with a chibi Kenken sighs> Anyway, I've been wondering
if this should be RanKen or YouKen…whee! So can everyone actually tell
me who they want it to be? I go either way ^-^
Whee! I am so
glad you love this, aren't we chibi Kenken? CKenken: Haaaiiiii! We wuv
you!
Nuff said. ^-^
On with it then…
Chibification (Raising Ken)
Part 2
Omi took everything back.
It was NOT fun having someone younger around. Especially not when said
youngster just deleted his thought-provoking, headache inspiring research
paper.
"Youji-KUUUN! Why didn't
you watch Kenken?" Omi said accusingly, looking despairingly at his ruined
hard drive and messed up beloved computer Nagi 2. (^o^v)
"I *was* watching but he
was running all over the place and before I knew it…BAM!"
Youji's voice was tired and
not a little bit harassed by now and Omi did not have the heart to chastise
his teammate, especially since there was a panicky look in his eyes.
But someone had to pay for
all the hard work he put into the research. So he turned to the culprit…the
one who was still thrashing his room with childish glee…and gave chase.
Chibi Ken thought they were
playing tag so he run on ahead, laughing at the red-faced Omi.
"Wun, wun as fast as you
can. You can't catch me, I'm the gingerbwead man!" The chestnut bangs waved
into the little innocent face as he ran on, unaware of the deadly intent
of the blue eyed bishonen chasing him.
Of course, chibi legs were
no match for full-sized ones. In seconds, Omi cuffed the laughing chibi,
sat down on the couch and turned chibi Kenken over his knee as he thwapped
his cute little behind.
Youji blinked, surprised
at what Omi did. "Uh, Omi? I don't think that's such a hot idea. The kid
might…"
Without warning, chibi Ken
burst into tears.
"Waaaaaaahhhhhhhh!" The room
exploded with a passel of crying noises from a pair of young overenthusiastic
lungs as tears poured down on the floor.
"Now you've gone and done
it!" Youji said, plugging his ears to escape the horrendous sounds of Kenken
crying his eyes *and* most probably his lungs out.
Omi panicked and tried to
calm the chibi down as he set Kenken down on the couch. By now, buckets
of tears were pouring down from the chibi's eyes and his mouth resembled
a cavernous black hole. Absently, Omi thought it possible that if he peered
down Kenken's mouth he'd see all of Ken's innards.
A fresh volley of screaming
brought him back to reality. "Youji-kun! What do I do? Help me out here!"
"Er, ah…umm, Kenken, you
know, your voice box is going to get really damaged if you continue screaming
like that."
Chibi Ken stopped for a moment
looked at a very desperate looking Youji and immediately cried louder.
"WAAAAAAHHHHHHHH! WAHHHHHHH!"
"Oh, good one, Youji-kun!"
Omi said, whacking the older blond. "Like children care if they damage
their voice box. Ba-ka!"
"At least *I* tried. I don't
see you doing anything, Omiitchi!"
"WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?"
/Saviour!/ The same
thought ran through both Youji and Omi's head as they turned towards the
door. The pale redhead leader of Weiß stood, framed by the light
in the doorway.
"Aya!"
"Aya-kun!"
"SAVE US!"
At the sound of the deep
voice, the crying chibi quieted down a bit and toddled over as fast as
his chibi legs could carry him, nearly tripping over his oversized shirt
in the process as he quickly glomped onto Aya's leg.
"Ayan! Ayan! O…Omiitchi,
he…he hurt me. I'se hurting."
"I should've known chibi
Kenkens would attach itself to an Aya." Youji rolled his eyes as he snickered
to Omi. The chibi Kenken had quieted down as he buried his little head
into the pants, obviously trying to get the redhead's sympathy.
"I heard somewhere that kids
show their affections more openly than grown-ups ever will too." Omi nodded
at Youji, staring at the chibi who was almost purring now in contentment
and trying to climb up Aya's pants without success. Aya just so happened
to wear his slick, slippery slacks. /Really,/ Omi thought to himself,
/kids
are so easy to distract./
Aya was oblivious to their
snide hints, purple eyes were too intently focused on the little curiousity
hanging onto his leg.
He blinked once, rubbed his
eyes in astonishment and went back to staring.
He stared…
And stared…
And stared. Until even chibi
Kenken became restless and was starting to shift uneasily while hanging
onto Aya's legs for dear life.
Finally, Youji couldn't take
it anymore. The chibi's attention was starting to wander and that was bad.
Real bad. It meant chasing the chibi around the room again. He burst out.
"Aw, come ON, man! Snap out of it!"
No response. Aya was still
staring at the idly fidgeting chibi who decided that a transfixed Aya was
no fun and since he couldn't climb up Aya's leg to get closer to Aya, he
opted for other more interesting things around the room.
Fortunately, Youji had been
expecting that. He whacked Aya on the head in irritation and scooped up
the protesting mini-Ken and brought him close to Aya-s face with every
word he spoke.
"This."
Shove.
"Is."
"True."
The little hyperactive bundle
they had fondly known as Ken, saw Aya's face so close to his own. He squealed
and reached out, glomping unto Aya's face with the same ferocity that he
glomped unto Omi. "Ayan! Ayan!"
Of course by then Youji had
let go of his hold on the little chibi, secure in the knowledge that the
chibi would hang onto Aya like an octopus.
"Ken? This is really Ken?"
Aya said, turning the chibi
round and round, inspecting the child minutely. Of course, chibi Kenken
being a child, loved being rotated and laughed out loud.
Youji raised an eyebrow.
"Oi, Aya! Better not rotate the little brat too much unless you're into
shotakon."
"Nani?" Aya blushed and glared
at Youji for the insulting suggestion. But he stopped what he was doing
when he realized that underneath the oversized shirt, chibi Kenken wasn't
wearing anything at all.
"Hey, what was I supposed
to do?" Youji said. "When Ken shrunk, he practically drowned under his
normal clothes. I thought I'd borrow some from Omi here since he's the
smallest but the little dynamo got us sidetracked."
"I will not lend my clothes
to that little brat." Omi grouched as he went back on his computer to try
to repair the damage chibi Kenken did.
Youji shrugged and grinned.
"I doubt they'd fit anyway, Omi."
"What happened?" Aya interrupted
in his usual abrupt manner. Now that he was past his astonishment, he wanted
to know the details. He was Weiß' leader. It came with the territory.
A big sigh came from Youji
as the blond shook his head. "It's a VERY long story Aya. Are you sure
you want to hear?"
"Yes." Aya replied tersely.
"Well I don't want to tell
it." Youji said stubbornly. "Let Omi tell you the story."
Aya's purple eyes started
to heat up at Youji's orneriness and was just about to chastise him when
just then the little chibi bounced too hard and dislodged the oversized
shirt off of one shoulder. Aya lifted the shirt up to the chibi's shoulders
and smiled an evil grin. A plan had formed itself in his mind.
He turned to Youji. "Fine.
Omi'll tell me. IN the meantime, why don't you go and shop with Kenken.
He needs some clothes."
"WhhhaaaaAAAAAAtttttt?" Youji's
voice was so loud it made Aya's bangs flutter in the wind it generated.
"No, I don't want to."
"That wasn't a request, Kudou.
That was an order."
Aya glared at Youji and Youji
glared back. This went on for a few more seconds with neither giving in.
In the end, Youji relented. After all no one could match Aya's deadly glare.
And Youji didn't want to try. Sometimes he wondered if Aya had already
patented that glare.
/He'd probably make millions
out of it if he did./ Youji thought sourly. Outwardly, he just scowled
as Aya plopped the still hyperactive Kenken into his arms.
He stomped out of the room
and left them with a guilt-inducing sentence. "Well if I don't ever return
from this trip, tell Kritiker its all Kenken's fault. Or if I return with
a strangled Kenken in tow."
"Ken shows up with one bruise
Youji and you're dead. He's the child, not you. You're the adult. Act like
one." Aya glared.
"Its just shopping, Youji-kun.
How hard can it be?" Omi quickly followed up.
Youji just snorted and stalked
out of the room without a by your leave, tucking the laughing chibi under
his arm as he went for his car.
/How hard can it be? The
little runt's forgotten what Kenken did to his beloved computer./
"Sit still, Kenken." He practically
growled at the little brunette beside him as he fastened the seatbelt on
the chibi. /This is going to be a really bad experience./
But just when his mood was
about to nosedive, the chibi wiggled around the snug seatbelt and hugged
him tight around the neck. "Yur sooo nice, Yotan! I wike you!" (translation:
You're so nice Youji. I like you.)
The smile on the chibi's
face was hard to resist and Youji smiled back. He couldn't help it.
He revved up the engine and
watched the chibi who was now sitting quietly on the seat beside him, beaming
at nothing in particular. /Maybe shopping with a chibi Ken won't be
so bad after all./
TBC ^_~ Comments onegai?
Omi: blinks>I see chibi
Kenken is devious too…
Kenken: I'se not! I'se not!
runs to Aya to squeal>
Omi: Shakes head> I
liked him better when he was older than me.
Due to the fact that I'm
updating sites and looking for work, I won't be able to email my thanks
to people who commented on this ficcie so I'm sending out a mass thanks
ne? glomps you all>To bridget-chan, Sin, venus-chan, Krazy Kazuko,
rebecca, cindy, mami-sama, trinity-chan, SW,Mizu Kagami, Finger, tyrne
j, reiko, Betty Lee, giniro-chan, garnet stone, Kisaragi Yuu, Roseclaw
and Silver Fox.
Tschubi-chan! Wai wai! You're
going to make me another piccie for this ne? ne? glomps you>
Siberian-chan….huggles
you>I hope you get through finals and all the stress soon…
Omiitchi-chan...you're the
first to vote YouKen! ^-^ Lessew what happens ne?