Disclaimers: Yeah I know...as much as I adore them I don't own Weiss Kreuz so please don't sue. I only do this for fun!!

Comments: This is my first fic and just reflects my wacked out way of thinking, please be kind and comment on it, I would appreciate it!

Oh and heres something helpful:

Any words in " " Are spoken!

Any words in ' ' Are thoughts!

*points to above* I wonder if I need to say that every chapter? Oh well....just to be on the safe side!! *L* And Yes, Aya is supposed to watch with Ken! I wonder if he's going to show up? *looks around for the lost redhead so she can drag him there* Oh AYA!!! *runs off*





The shop was closed, Ken ran up the stairs and into the kitchen seeing Yohji and Omi at the table. "What are you two doing?"

"Playing poker." The blond said, looking at the cards in his hand. "I made Yohji play video games with me, so as revenge I have to learn some of his games."

"Just as long as it not pickup lines and womanizing…"

Yohji looked over at Ken, a frown on his face. "Hey, the kids to young for that…I'll give him another year." Ken smiled, grabbing food out of the fridge.

"Whatever, I get the TV, soccer's on in fifteen minutes!" The two looked at each other, then shrugged going back to their game. A moment later Ken came back in grabbing two glasses. "You guys wanna watch too?"

"Nope." They both said, as Yohji picked up a card. After a moment Omi smiled laying down his cards.

"There!"

Tossing down his cards the long dark haired man gave him a look. "And you have never played this game before?"

"Nope!"

Sighing he gathered the cards up and shuffled them." Glad we aren't gambling, I would be in debt right about now." They both looked up at Aya walked into the kitchen. "Well, well look who decided to grace us with his presence." Aya just gave the playboy a look, then grabbed a bottle of water out of the fridge. "Careful, Hidaka has a soccer game on…"

"Be nice Yohji!" Aya just stood there for a moment looking at the two, then shrugged walking out.

Yohji shook his head. "He's just out there today isn't he!"

Omi shrugged, seeing him look down at the cards. "Well his sister is coming in three weeks, Manx called last night and left the information. I think he's nervous."

"That may be it." He had to smile at the young blond. "Ever heard of Gin?" Omi shook his head. "Good, maybe I'll win, here's how it is played."

"Hey!" Walking over he took Aya's hand pulling him to the couch. Sitting, Ken turned on the TV. "This should be fun, these games are always good."

"Why?"

Ken gave him a look. "Because its soccer?" After a moment he laughed, grabbing his drink. "No, it's the league, not college. We are getting close to the championships so they are really fighting each other." Aya nodded looking at the screen as the announcers began to talk. "Whoever wins this game goes on to play Japan in four days, you have to see that game!"

Aya turned to Ken, then nodded. "Ok."

"Really?" He nodded again. "Great!" As the game started Ken began to tell him the basics of the sport, pointing out the players positions and how scoring worked. Aya listened patiently, actually interested in what Ken had to say. Though he hated to admit it, the younger man actually made the sport interesting for him.

"You played goalie, didn't you?" Ken looked at Aya, then back at the screen. "I'm sorry."

That shocked Ken more than the question, Aya never apologized. "Nah, don't worry about it. Yeah, I was goalie," Suddenly he smiled. "But the goalie on Japans team is really good! He won the last game for us by saving the ball from a goal that would have tied us at the last minute." Aya nodded, reaching over he took Ken's hand in his. The warmth of the touch shocked both of them as they meet each other gaze.

"You would have been better." He whispered, Ken had too smile. He squeezed Aya's hand, running his thumb over the smooth pale skin. 'Ken…what are you doing to me. But, gods how I want this.'

"Thank you." He whispered.

"Hey!" Ken jumped, releasing Aya's hand dumping his drink into his lap. "Sorry Ken!"

"Make some noise Yohji!" He growled, setting the glass down. "I'll run upstairs and change real fast then be back." Aya nodded, then looked at the floor.

"Bring a towel with you." The man nodded, running up the stairs. Omi walked over to the chair sitting down, Yohji just gave Aya a look. "What!" He snapped.

"Are you having fun getting up close and personal…and with all things soccer?"

Aya growled, picking the ice up off the floor. "Ken asked, I thought it would be interesting."

"Since when have you been interested in sports?" Aya looked up at the oldest assassin. It was true they had been together for almost four years. He three teammates knew what Aya would and wouldn't do, sports was one of them. Actually it was Aya who use to yell at Ken for playing in the house, but that was two years ago. Ken stubbornness and rebelliousness in doing it over and over is what originally attracted Aya to the soccer loving assassin.

"Yohji, leave Aya alone! He can change his mind on what he likes if he wants!" Omi had to smile, he knew Aya liked Ken, more than liked. Actually Omi knew a lot about Aya from hacking into Kritiker
database and going into his personal files. The blond would never admit it, but when Aya first joined the group Omi didn't trust him. Once he had gotten into his files he realized why Aya acted the way he did. He also had learned that Persia had wanted to put him in Weiss a few months before he had actually come, but something had come up in the Crashers group. The young blond had also learned that Aya was more than happy to leave the Crashers. One, because he was obsessed with vengeance against Takatori and two, because he and another man in Crashers had fallen in love. The relationship hadn't worked and Aya had ran the moment Crashers hurt companion had come back. 'So it turns out Aya is gay, or at least bisexual and telling that to Ken had made him happy!' Omi thought as he watched the redhead trying to wipe the spilled drink off the couch. He remembered that day that Manx had come to them telling them she didn't know if their new member would be coming. A few days later though, Manx had showed up with the quiet redhead in tow. Seemed they had sent out a few groups to find the newest member of Weiss and bring him back. 'They didn't want to loose him, I can see why. He's a good assassin, and focused. I can't imagine what kind of damage he could do if he felt he had been betrayed and went after Kritiker. He would be a one man army, and hard to stop…they fear him, that's why they keep him close.' Omi sighed, Aya was now looking at Yohji who had that *I know what's going on* look on his face the redhead hated. "Yohji leave Aya alone!"

"Oh he knows I just like to pull his chain!" He said as he turned to walk away.

As Yohji went up the stairs Ken came running down, now in dry clothes. "What did I miss?" Aya looked at him then the TV."

"I wasn't paying attention.." He answered, looking away from Ken.

The boy shrugged, walking up to Aya and handing him the towel. "I don't mind." He replied, smiling when the redhead looked back at him. "Come on lets clean up this spill and finish watching the game." Aya nodded, helping him clean up the mess.

Ken watched the man beside him as he watched the game. 'He's actually interested in it!' That had made Ken happy. At first he didn't know if he would ever be able to get close to the redhead. Aya always seemed to push people away, and he was damn good at that too. It had driven Ken up the wall to finally figure out that he felt more than just friendship for the unlikable leader of Weiss. He figured he would just brood over it and let it fester like everything else in his life, never guessing he would actually get pushed to tell the taciturn redhead his true feelings.

*Flashback*

Omi walked up the stairs onto the roof, seeing Ken over in the corner. "Ken?" The dark haired boy just breathed out, continuing to look at the sunset. "You have been depressed for a few days now, are you ok?"

He nodded. "Fine Omi." After a moment he looked at the younger man seeing his look. "I'm just thinking about things."

"Like what?" He asked, smiling up at him. "Come on Ken, you know you can trust me! I'm not like Yohji who would babble it around and unlike Aya I'll listen!" He flinched when the blond mentioned the name. "Ken, are you ok?"

"Why?"

"You flinched." The man breathed out, then frowned. "When I said Aya…" He flinched. "Ha! You did it again."

He pushed away from the railing looking at Omi. "Leave me alone!"

"Is something wrong with you and Aya?" The dark haired assassin growled. "It does have something to do with Aya!"

"Please Omi, stop saying his name!" The young blond pouted, Ken hated when Omi pouted. "I'm sorry, I just have some problems and I don't know how to fix them."

He saw the young assassin smile. "Can I help?"

"I doubt it." He answered, the sun had just about set and the sky had turned a beautiful orange-red. "Like fire…" He whispered.

"Huh?"

"Nothing, just the sky…" He whispered leaning against the railing once again, Omi walked over doing the same. "Have…." He paused then sighed. 'I'm going to go crazy if I don't tell someone..' That thought stuck in his head as he looked at the younger assassin beside him. "What if I was in love with someone and I didn't know how the other person felt or even what their preferences were? What if I was just being an idiot…"

Omi shrugged. "Depends, how well do you know Aya?"

"What makes you think its Ay…well him!"

He gave Ken a look. "I'm young but I'm defiantly not stupid! I see the way you look at him, I just wanted you to tell me when you were ready."

"Oh." That had been a shock, if Omi had noticed had Aya?

"Ken, Aya looks at you too but he will never do anything about it. If you want this you will have to go after it."

He though on that for a moment then shrugged. "Maybe he just looks at me because he's annoyed with me, or because he hates me."

"Doubt it."

As much as Ken hated to admit it, the kid was making him believe this might be possible. "Well how do I know he likes guys?"

"He does." The blond said.

"How do you know all of this?"

Omi looked up and smiled. "The problem with you three is that you think just cuz I am the youngest that I don't notice things? I'm a lot more observant that you guys give me credit for." He paused. "Anyway….I kinda hacked into Kritiker database and looked though all of there confidential files."

Ken had to smile at that. "Our little hacker, growing up so fast.."

"Well I wanted to know some thing and they wouldn't tell me!" He said with a pout. "They underestimate me too, but that's not always a bad thing."

They stood there for a moment, just looking out over the city. Ken breathed out, tilting his head to look at his younger friend. "Ok, so how does your hacking skills let you know that Aya would be interested in me?"

Omi gave him a look. "If I told you that I would be betraying one of my teammates, but lets just say that if you do get him to fall for you, it wouldn't be the first guy he was with…..kinda like you." That got Ken's attention, so the young assassin knew that Ken had been in love with a man as well. Then again sometimes he wondered if there was anything Omi didn't know. The blond was right, they did underestimate him sometimes. "Good luck Ken, you can do it."

Ken watched Omi walk away back into the building, looking out over the city he saw the sun had set. Standing he looked back towards the door that Omi had disappeared into. "He's right, I have to try or I'll never know!" So started Mission: Aya.

*End Flashback*






*falls to the floor* Wow...ok that was one of the longer chapters I think! *giggles* Ken and Aya watched soccer togther....and Aya LIKED it!!! *Grins like a mad..well woman* I wonder if Ken would have put on the moves if Yohji hadn't come in a scared them! Baka!! *growls then grins*

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