Light. Bright, annoying sunlight was streaming down into his face, almost
like the high beam of an operating table. Ken's eyes snapped open with
annoyance.
"Damn…. Stupid broken blinds…" he muttered as he sat up pushing his bangs out of his face. A horrid noise suddenly started to assault his sensitive ears. He hated his alarm clock.
The still half-asleep boy dragged himself laboriously out of bed, gathering up semi clean cloths as he stalked to the bathroom, glowering surlishly. However, once he got out the door after his shower, the brown puppy eyes snapped open at the smell that permeated the air. Coffee.
Coffee, that blessed drink that comes from little coffee beans, some one was brewing it. A big smile appeared.
"Hey! Maybe they'll leave some for me!" Ken thought happily as he bounded down the stairs in his clean cloths.
Aya –chan looked up from the kitchen counter as he heard the heavily thumping steps. Only one of the boys made that much sound. She turned around and held out the full, luscious coffee mug to Ken as he skidded into the room. Her eyes reflected the high beam grin he threw at her.
"Here you go. I knew you had the morning shift so I made you some coffee." The blue haired girl said, her cheery voice slightly echoing along the appliances.
"Ah! Thanks Aya –chan!" Ken squealed happily as the bitter fluid (black, exactly how he liked it) slid down into his tummy, infusing the life giving caffeine into his sleepy system. The effect was quite visible as a healthy sheen to his tanned skin started to glow.
"Now hurry up, you're gonna be late, and you know how Omi gets when your late for your shift." She mock smirked as she watched the equally mocking shudder of horror.
"Right…Thank you!!" Ken set the cup down and ran out into the shop, ready for another day in the limelight of fangirlism.
Back in the kitchen Aya – chan took out a piece of paper with a tallyied score on it. To this, she added 2 marks, one for each broad smile she had recived from Ken. An evil looking smirk appeared, this put her close to Ran's score.
She loved these games, theses chances to pit her wits against her brothers for something they both wanted. Hey, what could she say, she was competitive. Her eyes narrowed in satisfaction at all the friendly battles they had had, both equal in the winning, and the losing. Aya would not compeat with anyone else, only Ran was simply smart enough to prosent a challenge. Her nimble mind skipped forward to the present battle.
Ken was cute. In all sences of the word. Appearance, mental state, voice, everything, and she was going to enjoy being in love with him. But, how long would it last? That was not for her to know but to find out!
"Bwhahahaaaaa!!!!!!"
"Damn…. Stupid broken blinds…" he muttered as he sat up pushing his bangs out of his face. A horrid noise suddenly started to assault his sensitive ears. He hated his alarm clock.
The still half-asleep boy dragged himself laboriously out of bed, gathering up semi clean cloths as he stalked to the bathroom, glowering surlishly. However, once he got out the door after his shower, the brown puppy eyes snapped open at the smell that permeated the air. Coffee.
Coffee, that blessed drink that comes from little coffee beans, some one was brewing it. A big smile appeared.
"Hey! Maybe they'll leave some for me!" Ken thought happily as he bounded down the stairs in his clean cloths.
Aya –chan looked up from the kitchen counter as he heard the heavily thumping steps. Only one of the boys made that much sound. She turned around and held out the full, luscious coffee mug to Ken as he skidded into the room. Her eyes reflected the high beam grin he threw at her.
"Here you go. I knew you had the morning shift so I made you some coffee." The blue haired girl said, her cheery voice slightly echoing along the appliances.
"Ah! Thanks Aya –chan!" Ken squealed happily as the bitter fluid (black, exactly how he liked it) slid down into his tummy, infusing the life giving caffeine into his sleepy system. The effect was quite visible as a healthy sheen to his tanned skin started to glow.
"Now hurry up, you're gonna be late, and you know how Omi gets when your late for your shift." She mock smirked as she watched the equally mocking shudder of horror.
"Right…Thank you!!" Ken set the cup down and ran out into the shop, ready for another day in the limelight of fangirlism.
Back in the kitchen Aya – chan took out a piece of paper with a tallyied score on it. To this, she added 2 marks, one for each broad smile she had recived from Ken. An evil looking smirk appeared, this put her close to Ran's score.
She loved these games, theses chances to pit her wits against her brothers for something they both wanted. Hey, what could she say, she was competitive. Her eyes narrowed in satisfaction at all the friendly battles they had had, both equal in the winning, and the losing. Aya would not compeat with anyone else, only Ran was simply smart enough to prosent a challenge. Her nimble mind skipped forward to the present battle.
Ken was cute. In all sences of the word. Appearance, mental state, voice, everything, and she was going to enjoy being in love with him. But, how long would it last? That was not for her to know but to find out!
"Bwhahahaaaaa!!!!!!"
