A/N: Thanks for the feedback Minna! Nami-Black, you are mighty cool and
deserve much of my respect! I didn't have to rope you in...like I usually
have to for other fics. Arigato! So, by Nami-Black's demand, here is
Chapter 2. Like before, both Weiss Kruez and Little Shop of Horrors belong
to respective owners...blah blah blah...enjoy and please R&R!^_^
Little Shop of Hor- Hey! They're Not Too Bad Looking! What Is This? OR Little Shop of Bishonen By Sora Saotome Chapter Two
Light rain washed up on the white car as Weiss drove back from a mission. Aya was silent, Yohji was leaning against the door of the passenger seat, bored; Ken looked really tired and Omi was hyped up to go on the Internet all night.
"I feel good about how tonight's mission went," Omi smiled, as everyone else in the car made a mental note that Omi would like any mission that didn't directly involve his family at this point. Ken yawned and leaned against the side of the car, trying to get some early sleep in, and Omi gave him a strange look, almost as to say: "do you care?"...but Ken was already asleep.
***
Meanwhile, at Schwarz HQ, Farfello and Schuldich were annoying Nagi to death, so he locked himself in his room and sat at his computer, waiting for Omi to get on. As he waited, he was entertained by the sound of Farfello hacking through his bedroom door, slowly.
"COME OUT NAGI..."Farfie bellowed ominously from the other side of a half- mutilated door. Schuldich was also outside, but perfectly content just watching Farfello try to get in, and was rather silent...to the untrained eye...
Nagi, c'mon...Crawford hasn't given us anything to do for a while...let us torment you a bit!
Schuldich-san...I'm not in the mood...
You're never in the mood Nagi, even when I am! Jeez!
...go away...
I...don't think we will Schu smirked. Nagi sighed and listened to Farfie's continued scrapes against his poor, defenseless door.
Oh, and Nagi? Schu broke in again.
What is it...
If Crawford doesn't come back tonight, I'll be expecting you to-- You're sick.
Oh, I think my little Bishonen is jealous of my attention towards Crawford...
Nagi mumbled something behind his mental barrier as Schu rambled on: "Omi...please get online...save me from this insanity!"
***
The iridescent Jetta stopped in front of the flower shop, and Omi shot out like some sort of...shot...from a gun or something... out Ken's door. As a result, Ken promptly fell face first onto the wet curb. A rather rude awakening if you ask me.
After Ken ran inside, intent on strangling Omi, Aya and Yohji entered calmly and headed to their rooms. A few minutes later, Ken followed suit, and it was left that Omi was the only one still awake. Just how he liked it.
He hastily plugged in his laptop and got online, hoping Nagi hadn't gone so sleep early. Like that would ever happen... He signed in to an instant messaging service and looked down his contacts list until he found "Naoe" and clicked on it, anxiously typing hello.
***
And then I'll screw you till next week and...Hey, Nagi! You still there?
...
I KNOW you're not asleep...I also know that you'd much rather sleep with that Weiss kid than me...not that you have a choice when it's me--
Schu-san...just shut up, okay? Nagi sighed angrily, as his screen blinked with Omi's message. Nagi smiled slightly and typed up a replying hello as Schu rambled on in his head, unnoticed. Behind him, a small ray of light shone through the door where Farfello had breached before going back to his padded cell.
Nagi and Omi chatted happily over the net for hours upon hours...and trust me...you don't want to know all of what went on.
Little Shop of Hor- Hey! They're Not Too Bad Looking! What Is This? OR Little Shop of Bishonen By Sora Saotome Chapter Two
Light rain washed up on the white car as Weiss drove back from a mission. Aya was silent, Yohji was leaning against the door of the passenger seat, bored; Ken looked really tired and Omi was hyped up to go on the Internet all night.
"I feel good about how tonight's mission went," Omi smiled, as everyone else in the car made a mental note that Omi would like any mission that didn't directly involve his family at this point. Ken yawned and leaned against the side of the car, trying to get some early sleep in, and Omi gave him a strange look, almost as to say: "do you care?"...but Ken was already asleep.
***
Meanwhile, at Schwarz HQ, Farfello and Schuldich were annoying Nagi to death, so he locked himself in his room and sat at his computer, waiting for Omi to get on. As he waited, he was entertained by the sound of Farfello hacking through his bedroom door, slowly.
"COME OUT NAGI..."Farfie bellowed ominously from the other side of a half- mutilated door. Schuldich was also outside, but perfectly content just watching Farfello try to get in, and was rather silent...to the untrained eye...
Nagi, c'mon...Crawford hasn't given us anything to do for a while...let us torment you a bit!
Schuldich-san...I'm not in the mood...
You're never in the mood Nagi, even when I am! Jeez!
...go away...
I...don't think we will Schu smirked. Nagi sighed and listened to Farfie's continued scrapes against his poor, defenseless door.
Oh, and Nagi? Schu broke in again.
What is it...
If Crawford doesn't come back tonight, I'll be expecting you to-- You're sick.
Oh, I think my little Bishonen is jealous of my attention towards Crawford...
Nagi mumbled something behind his mental barrier as Schu rambled on: "Omi...please get online...save me from this insanity!"
***
The iridescent Jetta stopped in front of the flower shop, and Omi shot out like some sort of...shot...from a gun or something... out Ken's door. As a result, Ken promptly fell face first onto the wet curb. A rather rude awakening if you ask me.
After Ken ran inside, intent on strangling Omi, Aya and Yohji entered calmly and headed to their rooms. A few minutes later, Ken followed suit, and it was left that Omi was the only one still awake. Just how he liked it.
He hastily plugged in his laptop and got online, hoping Nagi hadn't gone so sleep early. Like that would ever happen... He signed in to an instant messaging service and looked down his contacts list until he found "Naoe" and clicked on it, anxiously typing hello.
***
And then I'll screw you till next week and...Hey, Nagi! You still there?
...
I KNOW you're not asleep...I also know that you'd much rather sleep with that Weiss kid than me...not that you have a choice when it's me--
Schu-san...just shut up, okay? Nagi sighed angrily, as his screen blinked with Omi's message. Nagi smiled slightly and typed up a replying hello as Schu rambled on in his head, unnoticed. Behind him, a small ray of light shone through the door where Farfello had breached before going back to his padded cell.
Nagi and Omi chatted happily over the net for hours upon hours...and trust me...you don't want to know all of what went on.
