Ooh...didn't expect pple to actually read and *like* this rubbish that I came up with. *g* Thank you so much for the reviews, minna! *huggles*
I'll hopefully be working on this fic intermittently throughout the duration of my exams [ waahh...exams...wish me luck!:( ] ...and if I'm lucky, I'll...eventually...finish it... ^^;;;;
Author: lorien
Title: If You Were Mine (2/?)
Rating: PG-13
Category: Humour/Romance
Pairings: Ran+Ken, Aya-chan+Yohji, Yohji+Omi, Omi+Nagi in this part.
Warnings: I think i forgot to mention in the previous chapter: here there be yaoi (as should be obvious from the pairings listed!) Also, fluff, humour, Ran in overprotective-big-brother mode, clueless Ken & Omi, and much UST. ^___^
by lorien
Bright sunlight filtered in through light blue curtains that fluttered lightly in the breeze, and shone directly onto the face of the brunette that lay snugly curled up in his blankets. Sleepily muttering a curse, Ken rolled over, buried his face under his pillow to block out the annoying sunlight, and tried to go back to sleep. He was not a morning person.
Then, his alarm clock went off.
The incessant, and loud, beeping was rather hard to ignore, and he couldn't reach his alarm clock without removing himself from the comfortable, warm cocoon of his blankets, so, scowling, Ken surrendered to the inevitable and threw off his blankets, clambering slowly - and reluctantly - out of his bed. He promptly tripped over a pile of dirty clothes next to the bed that he hadn't bothered to pick up, and muttered another curse. He really wasn't a morning person.
Ran, on the other hand, was a morning person, and very much so. Omi had already opened up the shop, and Ran had decided that he'd like to do some very overdue stocktaking today. Since the chances of Farfarello suddenly deciding to become a devout God-fearing Catholic were approximately three thousand times higher than Yohji being able to drag himself out of bed at this hour, Ran had no choice but to go ask Ken to help him do the stocktaking. Not that he particularly wanted Ken, of all people, to help him, of course. Nuh-uh. Not at all.
It was somewhere along this train of thought that Ran arrived outside Ken's closed bedroom door, and rather distractedly, raised his hand to knock on it. He received no reply, however, as Ken was currently rather preoccupied trying to disentangle himself from the pile of dirty clothes that he'd gotten tangled up with, and consequently, didn't really notice the knocking at his door.
Ran lost patience at about the same time that Ken finally got himself untangled from his laundry. Sighing, the redhead gave up on knocking and simply opened the door...
...and was promptly acquainted with the fact that Ken slept completely in the nude, and didn't bother to put on any clothes until he took his morning shower. Which he hadn't yet, of course.
"Uhhh..." Ran's brain, just as promptly, stopped functioning.
Ken looked up, blinking drowsily. "Oh, 'morning, Ran."
"M-morning..." Ran's nose threatened to bleed profusely. Valiantly holding back the nosebleed by sheer force of will, the redhead squeaked, "HurryUpAndPutOnSomeClothesAndComeAndHelpMeInTheKonekoAfterThat!" and beat a hasty retreat, trying to salvage the last shreds of his lost dignity.
Ken peered sleepily at Ran's retreating back, before the door shut with a loud snap. "He's weird today..." the brunette muttered. "Ah well." He shrugged to himself, grabbed some clean clothes, and went to take his shower.
At about two in the afternoon, Yohji finally managed to drag himself out of bed and down to the Koneko for his shift. Ken had covered for him in the morning after Omi'd gone to school, and Ran was still doing his stocktaking in the storeroom.
When Yohji entered the Koneko, the first person he saw was Aya-chan, merrily spinning around on one of the swivel stools in the flowershop. Ken, busy with a rather complicated flower arrangement, distractedly glanced up and greeted him. Ran was nowhere to be seen.
Aya-chan beamed and waved. "Yohhhjiiiii-kun!"
The lanky blonde looked at her, surprised. "Aren't you supposed to be in school?"
"Nope!" the dark-haired girl grinned happily. "I'm sick today, so 'nii-chan let me stay home from school!"
"Where's Ran?"
"In there." She pointed at the storeroom door. "He's doing stocktaking or something."
"Oh." Yohji peered suspiciously at her. "You don't look sick to me."
She pouted, affecting a hurt look. "I am sick! I've got the 'flu, see?" To prove her point, she sniffled a little, peeking up at Yohji from under long eyelashes.
"Oookayy...get well soon?"
"Why do I get the feeling you don't believe me?"
"Uhhh..."
Grinning, Aya-chan slid gracefully off the stool and bounded over to Yohji, cuddling up close to him. "I'm sure you could make me feel much better, though..."
Glancing up again, Ken stifled a laugh as Yohji shot a wary glance at the closed storeroom door.
"Eeeerrr..." Yohji tried to gently pry the clinging girl off him. "Ran might not like that very much."
"Understatement of the year," supplied Ken helpfully.
The blonde shot him a Look, and Ken laughed.
"Yohhhhjiiii...you're no fun," Aya-chan grumbled, letting go of the blonde and clambering back onto the swivel stool. "But it's okay," she chirped merrily, starting to spin round again. "I like you anyway!"
Yohji sweatdropped.
A few hours later, Omi returned from school. The blonde boy bounced into the Koneko, smiling happily to himself. "Hey, guys!"
Yohji regarded him curiously. "How come you're in such a good mood?"
"Know what?" Omi grinned. "Nagi's just enrolled in my school, he's in my class now...and he's really nice!"
"The Schwarz kid?" asked Ken curiously.
Ran's head snapped up at the mention of their nemeses (or it could've just been Ken's voice...with Ran, who can tell?)
"Yup! And he's very nice!"
"Yeah, we know. You already said that," grumbled Yohji. //Why isn't he that enthusiastic about ME?!//.
"And he's kinda cute too..."
Yohji blinked. "....."
"What, are you jealous?" Omi teased.
"Yes." Yohji dramatically clapped a hand to his chest. "You wound me deeply, my dear. I always thought that you were head-over-heels in love with ME."
Ran looked up. "Your heart is on the left side of your chest, Yohji," he said drily.
"Oh." Looking down at his chest, the blonde shifted his hand from the right to the left side of his chest, and smiled winningly at Omi. "I knew that."
The redhead rolled his eyes. "Sure you did."
"Yohji-kun..." Omi chuckled. He checked his watch. "Oh, I've gotta go. I'm meeting Nagi-kun online in a few minutes."
Yohji leered. "What, cybering?"
"Yohji-kun!" Omi looked scandalised.
The blonde pouted at Omi. "Go on, go on, go meet Nagi and leave me here all alone. Poor lonely old Yohji."
Ran snorted, and Ken stifled his laughter.
"It's okay, Yohji-kun," Omi started to laugh. "Aya-chan can keep you company!"
The braided girl grinned brightly. "Yup, Yohji-kun, you still have me!"
Ran's eyes narrowed.
Yohji grinned nervously at Ran and started to back away slowly, holding up both his hands, palms out. "Now, now, no need to be hasty...I didn't do a thing!"
"You'd better sleep with one eye open tonight, Kudou Yohji," growled Ran.
"Ah, damn."
TBC...?