Neues Erzeugung
Author: Shura
Rated: PG-13
Spoliers: Lots.
Warning: Original character, chance of shounen-ai.
Note: This takes after the Dramatic Precious CDs. Also, this chapter is the one that I hate most. x.x; I'll have to fix it later, since it's bad...
Chapter 4 - Begrüßte Bekannte
*****
Crowded and busy it was at the Okubyou na Koneko - although half of the individuals inside the shop were not customers, but merely observers. Observers of what? Why, of course, of the bishounen that were more attention attracting then the flowers themselves. Plus, high school students rarely were interested in such topics as flowers anymore.
"Get out if you're not buying anything!" There went the redhead's famous line that the kansai females were slowly getting accustomed to.
In the midst of all the chaos that stirred in the rather small shop, there was one of the calmer girls that had come to visit. Semi-long black hair, slightly darker than normal Japanese skin, facial features that showed evidence of her not being native. Approximately around the age of eighteen or nineteen, she was dressed in a white short skirt and a striped shirt. Her gaze shifted from the kinds of flowers, an interested sparkle in her eyes.
A certain blonde, who had been equally flirting with all the other females in the shop over eighteen, noticed the unusual visitor out of the corner of his eyes. A brow was lightly quirked as he admired her. She was…intriguing. One of a kind.
He had to meet her.
"Excuse me, ojou-san gata." The sea of swooning girls was quickly parted as Yohji made his way to the figure. He comfortably set his elbow on the counter next to the flowers that she was admiring at the moment and beamed one of his smiles. Then he plucked one of the lilies near by and extended it to her.
"I think this lily suits you well, ojou-san." A wink was thrown her way. The female looked taken aback, brown eyes blinking several times as her gaze shifted from the flower to the blonde man.
"Thank you." A smile floated atop her features as she registered what the man had said. It seemed that Japanese wasn't her first language - although one mustn't be surprised due to her appearance. "But I'm just looking around." With the same gentle smile that lay on her face, she pushed the lily back to the flower shop attendant.
Hmm, a girl that didn't fall easily with the charms he held. Yohji was impressed at that. Recently, he found that women who easily fell into his arms were becoming a bore. Some would say that he was being greedy, but one needed a challenge every now and then.
"Mind if I ask for your name, miss?" The man pulled the white lily to his lips, a cunning smile upon his face as well as a mischievous shimmer in his eyes.
The foreigner was about to speak, when she seemed to spot something out of the corner of her eye. She halted her speech as she fully turned in the direction of the approaching figure, waving her hand lightly in that direction. After a moment of shock, Yohji turned his oracles that way also, gazing at the individual who had interrupted them through his sunglasses.
"Aerie!"
That was the sound that left the newcomer's mouth as she anxiously ran over to the dark skinned girl. With raven hair tied loosely and dark gray hues, as well as the face structure, it was evident that the individual was native. Yet the accent that came with the calling of the name was purely American. Perhaps a teenager with duel nationality?
"Hey Jamie!" The girl was greeted by a cheerful reply as she finally reached her destination, which was the spot in front of the teenager named Aerie.
As they stood close, it was clearly seen that the figure named Jamie was many inches shorter than the former. It was a difficult task to tell if the individual was female or male; but by the way the two conversed, Yohji drew the conclusion that Jamie was female, by the tone of her voice. He rarely understood what the two said, for it was all said in English.
Suddenly, the taller girl turned to face him once again.
"Thank you for your help." She spoke with a small smile perched upon her cheek, this time a brighter one than the one before. She was most likely happy about the fact of meeting what seemed to be a good acquaintance. The blonde man pushed his sunglasses up with a slender digit as he replied.
"No problem. Anytime."
As soon as she heard him speak, she gave a slight wave, to gesture that she was leaving. She laughed lightly as the smaller girl tugged on her sleeve, urging her to follow her on the trip to…well, where ever they were headed to. As the two walked off, he watched them for a few moments, and was caught off guard when the tomboy cast a glance over to him.
More of a glare, you could say.
It seemed to speak for itself, not needing the support of verbal recognition. In those gray shaded eyes was the phrase, "Lay a finger on my friend and you won't enjoy the ride to the after life". My my, wasn't she possessive?
Kudou Yohji could only let out a wry chuckle as he returned his attention to the flower shop and the crowd of girls that lurked there, like any other day…
***
See? This was the Yohji chapter. Ken and Ran will come later.
By the way, I have a query for you all that are reading this. Should I pair up Brad and Farfie in this fic?
Author: Shura
Rated: PG-13
Spoliers: Lots.
Warning: Original character, chance of shounen-ai.
Note: This takes after the Dramatic Precious CDs. Also, this chapter is the one that I hate most. x.x; I'll have to fix it later, since it's bad...
Chapter 4 - Begrüßte Bekannte
*****
Crowded and busy it was at the Okubyou na Koneko - although half of the individuals inside the shop were not customers, but merely observers. Observers of what? Why, of course, of the bishounen that were more attention attracting then the flowers themselves. Plus, high school students rarely were interested in such topics as flowers anymore.
"Get out if you're not buying anything!" There went the redhead's famous line that the kansai females were slowly getting accustomed to.
In the midst of all the chaos that stirred in the rather small shop, there was one of the calmer girls that had come to visit. Semi-long black hair, slightly darker than normal Japanese skin, facial features that showed evidence of her not being native. Approximately around the age of eighteen or nineteen, she was dressed in a white short skirt and a striped shirt. Her gaze shifted from the kinds of flowers, an interested sparkle in her eyes.
A certain blonde, who had been equally flirting with all the other females in the shop over eighteen, noticed the unusual visitor out of the corner of his eyes. A brow was lightly quirked as he admired her. She was…intriguing. One of a kind.
He had to meet her.
"Excuse me, ojou-san gata." The sea of swooning girls was quickly parted as Yohji made his way to the figure. He comfortably set his elbow on the counter next to the flowers that she was admiring at the moment and beamed one of his smiles. Then he plucked one of the lilies near by and extended it to her.
"I think this lily suits you well, ojou-san." A wink was thrown her way. The female looked taken aback, brown eyes blinking several times as her gaze shifted from the flower to the blonde man.
"Thank you." A smile floated atop her features as she registered what the man had said. It seemed that Japanese wasn't her first language - although one mustn't be surprised due to her appearance. "But I'm just looking around." With the same gentle smile that lay on her face, she pushed the lily back to the flower shop attendant.
Hmm, a girl that didn't fall easily with the charms he held. Yohji was impressed at that. Recently, he found that women who easily fell into his arms were becoming a bore. Some would say that he was being greedy, but one needed a challenge every now and then.
"Mind if I ask for your name, miss?" The man pulled the white lily to his lips, a cunning smile upon his face as well as a mischievous shimmer in his eyes.
The foreigner was about to speak, when she seemed to spot something out of the corner of her eye. She halted her speech as she fully turned in the direction of the approaching figure, waving her hand lightly in that direction. After a moment of shock, Yohji turned his oracles that way also, gazing at the individual who had interrupted them through his sunglasses.
"Aerie!"
That was the sound that left the newcomer's mouth as she anxiously ran over to the dark skinned girl. With raven hair tied loosely and dark gray hues, as well as the face structure, it was evident that the individual was native. Yet the accent that came with the calling of the name was purely American. Perhaps a teenager with duel nationality?
"Hey Jamie!" The girl was greeted by a cheerful reply as she finally reached her destination, which was the spot in front of the teenager named Aerie.
As they stood close, it was clearly seen that the figure named Jamie was many inches shorter than the former. It was a difficult task to tell if the individual was female or male; but by the way the two conversed, Yohji drew the conclusion that Jamie was female, by the tone of her voice. He rarely understood what the two said, for it was all said in English.
Suddenly, the taller girl turned to face him once again.
"Thank you for your help." She spoke with a small smile perched upon her cheek, this time a brighter one than the one before. She was most likely happy about the fact of meeting what seemed to be a good acquaintance. The blonde man pushed his sunglasses up with a slender digit as he replied.
"No problem. Anytime."
As soon as she heard him speak, she gave a slight wave, to gesture that she was leaving. She laughed lightly as the smaller girl tugged on her sleeve, urging her to follow her on the trip to…well, where ever they were headed to. As the two walked off, he watched them for a few moments, and was caught off guard when the tomboy cast a glance over to him.
More of a glare, you could say.
It seemed to speak for itself, not needing the support of verbal recognition. In those gray shaded eyes was the phrase, "Lay a finger on my friend and you won't enjoy the ride to the after life". My my, wasn't she possessive?
Kudou Yohji could only let out a wry chuckle as he returned his attention to the flower shop and the crowd of girls that lurked there, like any other day…
***
See? This was the Yohji chapter. Ken and Ran will come later.
By the way, I have a query for you all that are reading this. Should I pair up Brad and Farfie in this fic?
