Chapter Five
It's a Woman Thing
Under severe protests from both Kitty and Omi, the girl managed to end up in Omi's room again, in the cot. There was no way any of them was going to let Kitty out of their sight now.
"What's so valuable about her," Youji grumbled, the next morning. "She's just a kid. A little girl. Perhaps she'll become an attractive woman when she grows up." His eyebrows rose at that.
Aya shot him a disgusted look and turned back to his book.
Ken dumped toast on Youji's plate. "So, here's the plan: We don't let Kitty out of our sight. Tashin obviously has some strange powers."
"I want to know how she got that gun back. I thought Manx took it."
Aya shrugged.
"Bet Crawford would like that gun."
The red-head glared at Youji, shutting the older man up again.
Omi flopped downstairs, his head hung. The weiss boys watched him as he dragged himself across the kitchen and began chugging down orange juice.
"Bad dreams?" Ken asked.
Omi gave a gurgle.
"Really *bad* dreams," Youji asked, with a glint in his eyes.
Omi choked and spit out the orange juice. "You hentai! Not like that!!!!"
Youji shrugged. "How am I supposed to understand a teenager assissn?" he muttered as he undertook Omi's cranky deathglare.
Suddenly, they heard Kitty curse out loud upstairs. "OH SHIT!!!"
The weiss blinked. Omi coughed, orange juice clogging his throat.
They rushed up stairs.
Kitty was on the bathroom floor, her face crimson in embarrassment.
"What happened" Ken asked.
"Iam bleeding."
Youji blinked. "That's it? Come on Kitty, after last night, we know you can take more than a cut."
"No, Youji-niisan, I'm BLEEDING."
Ken and Youji looked at eachother, clueless. Aya slowly became pale as Omi backed away from the door.
Kitty sighed and glared at Omi. "Omi-niisan, I know you have those health classes in your school! Tell them!"
The two boys turned to Omi as Aya creeped downstairs for the phone.
Omi babbled out something that didn't make sense.
"Omi" Youji's voice had an edge to it. "It's not what I thinkis it?"
"Probably is."
There was silence.
"But she's only"
The little genki boy shook his head. "Remember, we don't know the exact age of Kitty. She can be fifteena really short fifteen-year old, but then again, I'm short for my age too."
Omi turned to Kitty. "When did you first get it?"
"AnouI don't know. I was just five remember?"
"Why couldn't we have gotten a regular kid," Youji muttered. He looked around. "Where's Aya?"
There was another pause.
"Niisan?"
Three heads snapped to the direction of Kitty, who had a huge sweatdrop overhanging on her forehead. "Can some one get me a pad?"
Youji stumbled over to a closet and took out a towel. He threw it to Kitty. "Use this first. I'm going to callBirman. Manx has the day off."
Ken tappened Youji's shoulder. "Have you forgotten?"
"Nani?"
Ken sweatdropped. "Manx and Birman told us that they had the day off on most Sundays."
""
Kitty squeaked. "Ummcan you guys please close the door?????"
Omi shut the door. "What the hell are we going to do?"
Suddenly, Aya's monotonous voice was heard. "I'm going shopping."
"HE'S WHAT!!?" Youji asked, not believing what he just heard.
The door of the flower shop slammed shut.
""
A few mintues later
"Youji-niisan?"
Silence.
"YOUJI-NIISAN!!?!?"
Youji looked up from his coffee. He had been spacing out. None of the guys knew how to deal with a girl having her period. And Aya was still
"Hai?"
"I NEED ANOTHER TOWEL!"
Youji groaned. He took another towel and threw it in to Kitty. "What happened to the first one?"
"It's"
The green eyed man started choking.
The shop door swung open and three guys rushed to Aya, pleadingly.
Omi gave Aya his most charming smile. "Can you please take care of Kitty? She's losing so much blood"
"Hn." Aya placed the two bags on the counter. He took out
"Pads?" Ken asked in a flat voice. "Aya?"
"Hmmm?"
"You went shopping for pads? How do you know the right size and stuff like that?"
Aya shrugged. "Aya-chan had her period a long time ago. Strangely enough, she dragged me to buy them with her." Lots of words for Aya.
Omi looked through the different packs. "Thin, nights, long—"
"Aya-niisan? Did I hear you brought back pads?" Kitty chirped hopefully, upstairs.
"Damn, she has good ears," Ken said, blinking.
Aya tore open a pack of thick ones and walked upstairs.
"Kitty?"
"Hai?" the voice was wavery.
Aya opened the door, just every so slightly. "Here." He threw her the pack.
Kitty tried to catch the bag. No success. The pack bounced off her head.
"Itai"
"Gomen"
"Nah, it didn't hurt anyway." Kitty grabbed the pads and turned to Aya. She blushed. "Ummdomo Aya-niisan. But can you please close the door again?"
"Oh, yeah." He shut the door.
The moment he walked downstairs, he was glomped.
"AYA-KUN! YOU SAVED US!!"
Sweatdrops and deathglares were followed.