Yohji returned to the shop and tossed the keys on the side of the table. It was almost six o'clock which meant that Koneko will be opened in matters of few hours and of course the school girls would be admiring them at the front of the shop; rooting, cheering and screaming out their names.
The playboy would surely miss that once he head back upstairs to slumber.
Kudou headed over to the compact-size refridgerator; which was hidden behind and below the counter-top with the casheir and coat rack. He grabbed a cold can of beer and headed back over to the table.
Yohji tossed himself down on a wooden chair and comfortablely lite up one cigarette from the pack, he had previously stole from the Mastermind. The tall blond sighed quietly and boozed down his beer in glups.
For once. He had never done something that stupid before. He had just snatched something from his own enemy? He was seriously out of his mind. No one was there to witness it, but the irritating German; himself. And for sure, Schuldich would want to even things up a bit now.
Afterall he did stole his pack of nicotine?
The tall blond heard rustling from upstairs. It was probably Omi, who was preparing to go to school before the wonderful girls starts screeching at the door. The soccer boy and the red-head were still sleeping soundly in their rooms; which was a good thing because he wouldn't want to have a big headache from those two, if they did woke up just now.
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The sun relaxingly rose up from the east. And begin shining its warmth glowing light with the mixture of yellow and orange colours into Koneko.Yohji glanced up at the staircase. It was time for him to get back into his bed. He got up from his chair and made his way up the stairs.
The younster hurried downstairs and met the playboy half way.
"Yohji-kun? I - I thought you were going to watch the shop?" He wailed giving his usual innocent look at the older man. The tall blond ran his hair through Omi's hair. "Not today kiddo. I'm tired out..." He answered sleepily, and entered his room across from the blond younster's.
"B-but Yohji-kun?!"
Ken walked out from his room rubbing eyes. "Oi. What's going on?" He asked mumbling. Unfortunitely the hot-head was still half asleep. He probably wouldn't remember the last word, the blond youngster had told him to do.
The young blond youngster glanced at the soccerboy. "Yohji-kun doesn't want to watch the shop today. You won't mind doing an extra day for him?" He chuckled while he made his way downstairs into the shop.
"I have to go to school now. Later Ken-kun!" Omi said cheerfully and headed out the back door.
Ken nodded and went back into room to sleep.
Finally peace at last. No one was there to badger him about such and such. Kudou took off his jacket along with his shirt and threw across the room. He sat back leaning his head against the back board till he was really tired to actaully lie down.
The playboy was lied shirtless; belly down in his bed with one arm hanging off the mattress. He nuzzled half of his face within the softness of his pillow. "Today just isn't my day..." Yohji thought miserablely narrowing his eyes and slowly settle to sleep.
Perhaps it will all be over once he wakes up from this nightmare.
Aya would give the usual curfew about not watching the shop like he was suppose to. And the hot-head would give him the usual kick in the head with his soccer ball when he's not doing his job when he starts slacking off or start his playboy flirtatious mood with the female costumers.
It will be over soon...
The playboy would surely miss that once he head back upstairs to slumber.
Kudou headed over to the compact-size refridgerator; which was hidden behind and below the counter-top with the casheir and coat rack. He grabbed a cold can of beer and headed back over to the table.
Yohji tossed himself down on a wooden chair and comfortablely lite up one cigarette from the pack, he had previously stole from the Mastermind. The tall blond sighed quietly and boozed down his beer in glups.
For once. He had never done something that stupid before. He had just snatched something from his own enemy? He was seriously out of his mind. No one was there to witness it, but the irritating German; himself. And for sure, Schuldich would want to even things up a bit now.
Afterall he did stole his pack of nicotine?
The tall blond heard rustling from upstairs. It was probably Omi, who was preparing to go to school before the wonderful girls starts screeching at the door. The soccer boy and the red-head were still sleeping soundly in their rooms; which was a good thing because he wouldn't want to have a big headache from those two, if they did woke up just now.
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The sun relaxingly rose up from the east. And begin shining its warmth glowing light with the mixture of yellow and orange colours into Koneko.Yohji glanced up at the staircase. It was time for him to get back into his bed. He got up from his chair and made his way up the stairs.
The younster hurried downstairs and met the playboy half way.
"Yohji-kun? I - I thought you were going to watch the shop?" He wailed giving his usual innocent look at the older man. The tall blond ran his hair through Omi's hair. "Not today kiddo. I'm tired out..." He answered sleepily, and entered his room across from the blond younster's.
"B-but Yohji-kun?!"
Ken walked out from his room rubbing eyes. "Oi. What's going on?" He asked mumbling. Unfortunitely the hot-head was still half asleep. He probably wouldn't remember the last word, the blond youngster had told him to do.
The young blond youngster glanced at the soccerboy. "Yohji-kun doesn't want to watch the shop today. You won't mind doing an extra day for him?" He chuckled while he made his way downstairs into the shop.
"I have to go to school now. Later Ken-kun!" Omi said cheerfully and headed out the back door.
Ken nodded and went back into room to sleep.
Finally peace at last. No one was there to badger him about such and such. Kudou took off his jacket along with his shirt and threw across the room. He sat back leaning his head against the back board till he was really tired to actaully lie down.
The playboy was lied shirtless; belly down in his bed with one arm hanging off the mattress. He nuzzled half of his face within the softness of his pillow. "Today just isn't my day..." Yohji thought miserablely narrowing his eyes and slowly settle to sleep.
Perhaps it will all be over once he wakes up from this nightmare.
Aya would give the usual curfew about not watching the shop like he was suppose to. And the hot-head would give him the usual kick in the head with his soccer ball when he's not doing his job when he starts slacking off or start his playboy flirtatious mood with the female costumers.
It will be over soon...