A/N: Hey, minna! ^^ Eh... other than the fact that FanFiction.Net has been down so much, I haven't really gotten to write anything lately... Either I'm not in the mood, or I have no inspiration, or I'm busy with something else. This past week, I was on the other side of the state visiting my grandma, and then I got sick, so... I'm still fighting it off. I only have a cough and a stuffy/runny nose right now. But you shoulda seen me when I first got sick... ^^;; Anyway... On with the fic!
Disclaimer: I do not own Wei Kreuz, King's Island, Imadoki, the song that Omi sings (I'l give you a cookie if you can tell me the name of the J-rock artist that sings it) or any Seven-Eleven stores. (Though god knows if there was one close to where I live I'd be hanging out there all the time. Go Seven-Eleven!)
Warning: Erm... hmm... no Farfisms in this chapter...there IS some minor Ken abuse. (In the verbal way. From me.) But it's not much! It's just kinda taunting on his stupidity... ^^;; Please don't flame me! Fire hurts! *looks at her imoto warily*
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"Damn, this car is WAY outta my style..." Youji groaned, leaning back in his seat.
Aya, who was driving, twitched. "Well, I'm sorry, but they didn't have any rental cars that were purchased for over $30,000!!!"
Ken, who was sitting in the back seat behind Aya, snickered. Although, he wasn't snickering at the goings-on in the front two seats. He was reading a book.
Now, I know what you're thinking. Ken's reading a BOOK?! Dear god!!! Hell has frozen over!
But wait... what's that label say? Imadoki? Why, KenKen, I never thought you to be the one to read shoujo novels! (After all, that IS Youji's job... he gets to point out the hot girls and stuff...)
Moving on...
Omi was in his own little world. His headphones were on his head, he had a great view of the scenery outside, no one was bothering him... ah, sweet peace.
"Hm hmm hm hmmmm hmm..." Omi hummed. "Wai-ai-ai-ai I just wanna make love..."
Youji's ears pricked at the hentai remark from such a seemingly innocent boy. He turned in his chair and looked at Omi. "What was that, bishounen?"
Ken snickered again. Aya was silent. Omi looked out the window, completely oblivious, continuing his humming.
Youji twitched. "Omi?"
Omi looked up this time. "Huh...? Oh, hi Youji."
Aya, without turning from his driving, calmly said, "Omi... we can hear you humming back there. Stop it. It's annoying."
"Yeah, annoying's Ken's job," Youji added sarcastically.
Ken, oblivious to anything but the world of Imadoki, giggled.
"Oh, sorry, guys." Omi sheepishly turned his CD player off. "Um...how much longer will it be until we get to King's Island?"
"..." Aya glanced over at Youji. "Well?"
Youji pulled the map out of the glove compartment, then, after opening it, proceeded to examine it. "Well...it seems like we're not TOO far away from it... Just a few miles after this next rest stop here--"
"Rest stop...?" Ken looked up from his Imadoki graphic novel at that statement. He then glanced at the Seven-Eleven Double Gulp cup that lie empty on the seat between him and Omi. "Rest stop! Rest stop! Aya! I have to POTTY--!!!"
Aya twitched. "Can't you WAIT?"
Ken bit his bottom lip. "No! I gotta potty NOW!"
Omi sighed and brought his hand to his head. "I TOLD you you shouldn't have gotten that Double Gulp..."
"Aya--!!!" Ken whined. "I-have-to-POTTY!!!"
"Christ, Aya, hurry and get to that rest stop already!" Youji moaned. "Ken's whining is pissing me off...!"
Aya twitched. And twitched. And twitched some more.
"SHUT UP ALREADY!!! WE'LL GET TO THE GODDAMNED REST STATION IN A MINUTE!!!" Aya roared. "Is it ALL a guy can DO to have a nice, PEACEFUL vacation?!"
The whole car was silent.
"Thought so."
Aya turned the wheel, shifting the car so it could coast into the rest stop. As soon as the car came to a stop, however, Ken pounced out and made a B-line for the restroom.
"..." The other three just sat there for a moment. Youji, the first one to come out of the trance, glanced in the back seat, and saw Ken's Imadoki graphic novel with a piece of paper hastily stuck in for a bookmark.
"Hmm... I wonder what Ken was laughing at... as far as I know, Imadoki isn't a comedy, it's a romance..." He curiously picked up the book and opened it to the page with the piece of paper stuck in it.
Omi, by this time, had come out of the trance, and Aya was almost completely back.
And this was when Youji began cackling.
"God, Youji! You're next to my ear!" Omi whined, sticking his finger in said organ.
"What's so funny...?" Aya asked, a hint of curiosity in his voice.
"This...this..." Youji was now gasping for air. "This...Ken got this from a used manga store...someone wrote dirty things...inbetween the panels..."
Omi and Aya fell over.
-TBC-
I'm sorry if it's short... I'm sick, you see, and my creative juices are being rerouted from going to my brain to going to wherever the virus is. What do creative juices have to do with killing a virus? ...I dunno. But I had some good ideas before I got sick, and now I can't remember them, so I'm assuming that's what happened.
Disclaimer: I do not own Wei Kreuz, King's Island, Imadoki, the song that Omi sings (I'l give you a cookie if you can tell me the name of the J-rock artist that sings it) or any Seven-Eleven stores. (Though god knows if there was one close to where I live I'd be hanging out there all the time. Go Seven-Eleven!)
Warning: Erm... hmm... no Farfisms in this chapter...there IS some minor Ken abuse. (In the verbal way. From me.) But it's not much! It's just kinda taunting on his stupidity... ^^;; Please don't flame me! Fire hurts! *looks at her imoto warily*
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"Damn, this car is WAY outta my style..." Youji groaned, leaning back in his seat.
Aya, who was driving, twitched. "Well, I'm sorry, but they didn't have any rental cars that were purchased for over $30,000!!!"
Ken, who was sitting in the back seat behind Aya, snickered. Although, he wasn't snickering at the goings-on in the front two seats. He was reading a book.
Now, I know what you're thinking. Ken's reading a BOOK?! Dear god!!! Hell has frozen over!
But wait... what's that label say? Imadoki? Why, KenKen, I never thought you to be the one to read shoujo novels! (After all, that IS Youji's job... he gets to point out the hot girls and stuff...)
Moving on...
Omi was in his own little world. His headphones were on his head, he had a great view of the scenery outside, no one was bothering him... ah, sweet peace.
"Hm hmm hm hmmmm hmm..." Omi hummed. "Wai-ai-ai-ai I just wanna make love..."
Youji's ears pricked at the hentai remark from such a seemingly innocent boy. He turned in his chair and looked at Omi. "What was that, bishounen?"
Ken snickered again. Aya was silent. Omi looked out the window, completely oblivious, continuing his humming.
Youji twitched. "Omi?"
Omi looked up this time. "Huh...? Oh, hi Youji."
Aya, without turning from his driving, calmly said, "Omi... we can hear you humming back there. Stop it. It's annoying."
"Yeah, annoying's Ken's job," Youji added sarcastically.
Ken, oblivious to anything but the world of Imadoki, giggled.
"Oh, sorry, guys." Omi sheepishly turned his CD player off. "Um...how much longer will it be until we get to King's Island?"
"..." Aya glanced over at Youji. "Well?"
Youji pulled the map out of the glove compartment, then, after opening it, proceeded to examine it. "Well...it seems like we're not TOO far away from it... Just a few miles after this next rest stop here--"
"Rest stop...?" Ken looked up from his Imadoki graphic novel at that statement. He then glanced at the Seven-Eleven Double Gulp cup that lie empty on the seat between him and Omi. "Rest stop! Rest stop! Aya! I have to POTTY--!!!"
Aya twitched. "Can't you WAIT?"
Ken bit his bottom lip. "No! I gotta potty NOW!"
Omi sighed and brought his hand to his head. "I TOLD you you shouldn't have gotten that Double Gulp..."
"Aya--!!!" Ken whined. "I-have-to-POTTY!!!"
"Christ, Aya, hurry and get to that rest stop already!" Youji moaned. "Ken's whining is pissing me off...!"
Aya twitched. And twitched. And twitched some more.
"SHUT UP ALREADY!!! WE'LL GET TO THE GODDAMNED REST STATION IN A MINUTE!!!" Aya roared. "Is it ALL a guy can DO to have a nice, PEACEFUL vacation?!"
The whole car was silent.
"Thought so."
Aya turned the wheel, shifting the car so it could coast into the rest stop. As soon as the car came to a stop, however, Ken pounced out and made a B-line for the restroom.
"..." The other three just sat there for a moment. Youji, the first one to come out of the trance, glanced in the back seat, and saw Ken's Imadoki graphic novel with a piece of paper hastily stuck in for a bookmark.
"Hmm... I wonder what Ken was laughing at... as far as I know, Imadoki isn't a comedy, it's a romance..." He curiously picked up the book and opened it to the page with the piece of paper stuck in it.
Omi, by this time, had come out of the trance, and Aya was almost completely back.
And this was when Youji began cackling.
"God, Youji! You're next to my ear!" Omi whined, sticking his finger in said organ.
"What's so funny...?" Aya asked, a hint of curiosity in his voice.
"This...this..." Youji was now gasping for air. "This...Ken got this from a used manga store...someone wrote dirty things...inbetween the panels..."
Omi and Aya fell over.
-TBC-
I'm sorry if it's short... I'm sick, you see, and my creative juices are being rerouted from going to my brain to going to wherever the virus is. What do creative juices have to do with killing a virus? ...I dunno. But I had some good ideas before I got sick, and now I can't remember them, so I'm assuming that's what happened.