The Birthday Gift

[Chapter II]

By: Raiha-chan

Spoilers: None.

Warnings: Shounen ai, may be a bit OOC in some areas.

Pairings: RanxYoji, hints of SchuxRan, NagixOmi.

Disclaimers: Weiß Kreuz and its character do not belong to me. Please do not sue me. My wallet is called "The Fly House" for a reason. ~.~;;


[July 3, night]

Schuldich poke his head into the slightly darkened room. He found his target sitting on the bed, with his back facing the door. Whatever he was doing, he was focused so intensely on it that he didn't hear the German creeping up behind him. The redhead whispered "boo" rather loudly in the other's ear, causing the latter to jump up in surprise.

"Hello, my lovely," Schuldich grinned at the still trembling blond. "Did I scare you?"

"Why you little--!" Yoji bit back on his retort, and fell back down onto the bed with an exasperated sigh. "What do you want?"

"Just wondering what you're up to."

"Nothing."

"What did you get for Red anyway?"

"…"

"If you must know, I got him a nice set of dagger collection…" Yoji raised an eyebrow at that. Schuldich silenced him when the blond was about to speak. "Let the man finish. Now, where was I? Oh, yes. Originally, it had been a dagger collection and then I figured, why not give that to Farfie instead? Since I was beginning to doubt that Red will like it…"

"He won't."

"Can't you wait until I'm done? You're so impatient. Jeesh. Now…where was I? Oh, right." Yoji rolled his eyes, while the speaker cast him a look. "So, in the end, I got him a stuffed toy bear."

The blond blinked. "And Ran will like that because…?"

"It came from me," Schuldich replied, with a wide smile.

"Yeah, okay, whatever," Yoji went back to his previous activity, before the German had interrupted.

"What are you doing?" Schuldich peered over the blonde's shoulder and found that the latter was fiddling with a piece of thread. "What's that?"

"You're nosy, you know that?"

"Damn right, sweetie. So what is it?"

"Nothing."

"You know, if you don't tell me, I'll just have to pick it out of your head."

"Do that and I will murder you."

"Ha. Like you can." The room fell into a silence as Yoji did not response. "Let me guess…a present for Red?"

"No."

"Oh, come on, Kudou. A blind person can tell you got the hots for Red. I mean, who wouldn't? Just LOOK at that boy. He looks good enough to eat."

"…"

"But anyway. So, you're making him something? It looks like a necklace…either that, or it's a bracelet."

"Choker."

"Ah, I see. A plain choker or a very decorative one?" Yoji glared at the redhead with annoyance. "Okay, okay. But you know that sooner or later, I shall pick it out of your head. It's only a matter of whether I shall do it or not. And being the nice person that I am, I won't."

"Nice, my ass," Yoji scoffed.

"See, that is exactly what is wrong with humanity. Be nice to people and they treat you like shit. Example, what just happened now. I was trying to be nice to you and you look like you're about to kick me out of your room."

"God, you talk too much," Yoji pinched the bridge of his nose as he felt a headache coming. "There's a fine line between being nice and being annoying. You were being annoying."

"It's my nature. Can't help it, you know?"

"Get out."

"Bitch."

"Why, thank you. Now, get out before I take up on your earlier offer and kick you out."

"Why don't you? A nice big kick to my rear-end. Why don't you do that?" And Yoji obeyed the German.


[July 4, morning]

"Ohayo, minna-san!" Aya bounced into the shop cheerfully, with Sakura following close behind. "Today's the big day!"

"Aa," Omi nodded.

"But…" Yoji stretched lazily. "I don't see why he can't work on his birthday. This is just so unfair."

"We didn't have you work on YOUR birthday so hush, Yoji-kun," Omi scolded. He then turned back to the young girl. "Where are we holding the party anyway? We can't use the Koneko because then, we're going to have to close early. And if he walks by, he'll find that to be strange."

"We're using Brad-san's place," Sakura replied.

"Ah, I see," Ken nodded at the young brunette. "You're going over there later to put up the necessary decorations and stuff?"

"Yes," Aya nodded. "Schuldich-kun said he was going to help us. Nagi-kun, too."

"I can see Nagi doing some things but not Schuldich," Yoji mumbled.

"Mou, that's mean, Yoji-kun!"

"But it's true, though! I'd bet you 20 bucks that, that idiot is not going to do a single crap at the house."

"I wouldn't take that bet if I were you, Aya-chan," Sakura advised.

"Who was I kidding?" Aya sighed. "I guess it can't be helped, ne? Ah, well. I think we should go now."

"So early?" Omi glanced at the clock resting against the wall.

"Crawford-kun said Schuldich brought home some 'friends' last night. What did that mean?"

"The man had a party and you have to clean up," Yoji simply said. He turned the young girl around and gave her a slight push towards the door. "Now, run along. Go do whatever it is you gotta do at Crawford's place."

"Hei, hei." With a wave, the two young girls walked away from the shop.

+++++

"Good morning, minna," the short brunette stepped inside the shop, closing his wet umbrella.

"Nasty weather we have, ne, Nagi?" Ken smiled as he took the younger boy's umbrella. "So what brings you here? I thought you were going to help out with the decoration stuff."

"I'm just here to pick up Omi," Nagi replied. "He said he was going to help, too."

"Oh, that's right," the soccer player slapped his forehead lightly then grinned sheepishly at the younger boy. "I forgot. I think he's in the back alley, pulling in some plants we left outside."

"Aa, domo," the telekinetic nodded and headed towards the back.

"Hey, you're back," Ken turned to find Yoji coming in through the door. "Thank God. I was wondering when you'd be back. I'm starved!"

"You think with your stomach, don't you?" Yoji raised an eyebrow.

"Do not!" Ken growled, before he snatched the brown paper bag from the older man's hands and proceeded to stuff himself silly.

+++++

He awoke to the pressure on his back. Turning his head to the side with a slight difficulty, he saw wisps of reddish orange-colored hair.

The redhead let out a slightly annoyed groan. "What do you want?"

Schuldich peeked out from underneath the comforter. "You're not one to wake up late. Thought I'd give you a nice wake-up call."

"I'll wake up whenever the hell I want to now get out of my room and leave me be."

Choosing to ignore the glare that followed the redhead's words, Schuldich leaned up and kissed the younger man on the cheek. "Happy birthday! Want to see what I got for you? Huh, huh? Yeah?"

Ran rose an elegant eyebrow at the other's behavior. The German started bouncing on the bed slightly, like a little kid.

"Alright."

"Didn't bring it. Forgot to."

Ran let out another groan. "Go away, Schuldich. I would like to sleep." The other man gave no response but only leaned closer to the redhead. Dangerously closer.

"Have no one told you how pretty you are?"

"Yes. You."

"Oh, I did?" The German blinked. "Ah, well. Ever been kissed?"

"…"

"Probably never did. Wanna know how it feels like? I'll give you a nice little birthday kiss."

Without bother to replying, Ran punched the other redhead in the face, causing the latter to fall down the bed and onto the hard floor. Moments later, the German reappeared.

"You're no fun," Schuldich pouted. "Kudou is much more fun than you are. At least the boy doesn't get so violent."

"I have a birthday wish," Ran ignored the German's comments.

"What? Does it involve me?"

"Yes…"

"Oh, really? What?"

"I wish…" Ran paused for a moment, his left hand reaching out to grope a pillow. "I wish I have never met you in my entire life!" Grabbing the pillow, he proceeded to smack the German's face with it. "Now get OUT!"

Pulling the comforter over his face, Ran heard the sounds of the other redhead's fake sobs.

[Ende]