Disclaimer: I don't own them, I'm just borrowing then for a little bit. I
haven't seen all of Weiß Kreuz so I'm taking many creative liberties with
this. Because of this, many characters... *cough* AYA ...may experience
mild to severe cases of OOC-ness.
"blah" = spoken
//blah// = thought
/blah/ = telepathy
BLAH = shouted
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Aya surveyed the table with a critical eye. "Plates, cups, stereo, drinks, games..."
He froze.
"Games? What the?! Whose bright idea was it to get these... these... CHILDISH games?!"
"Huh?" Ken asked, his voice sounding rather strained as he struggled to drag a large folding table down the small spiral staircase. "Now what?"
"This is humiliating! We shouldn't have to put up with this! We're ASSASSINS, for heaven's sake! And now we're reduced to 'hosting' a stupid party, playing BABY GAMES, and wearing makeshift TOGAS!" Aya sounded as if he were about to be led to the slaughter.
Omi rolled his eyes, "We can't do anything about it. Remember who Birman invited? If any of them are excited about it, let alone actually coming, they'd probably kill us if we cancelled at the last minute." //Besides... I'm looking forward to seeing Nagi without having to worry about having my head smashed in.//
"Speaking of humiliating..." Yoji purred from the door, "You never DID answer my question..."
"What question?" Aya snapped.
"About the baby-blue... *mmph*"
The rest of his words were muffled as Omi clamped his hand over Yoji's mouth, blue eyes shooting daggers. "If you value your life, even in the slightest, you'll keep your mouth shut," he hissed.
"Can somebody help me? Please? Aya? Omi? Yoji? Anybody? I can't get... OW! Lousy stupid piece of... I hate you, you stupid table! Oh geez! Heads up!" *CRASH*
"I-ITAI!"
"Aya! Gomen! It slipped! Honest!" Ken was panicking. He'd lost his grip on the table he'd been hauling down the stairs. It skidded along the banister and slammed into Aya knocking him to the floor with a loud crash. Racing down the last few stairs, he was imediately at Aya's side, playing mother- hen and making sure his beloved wasn't hurt. //What I wouldn't give to just be able to hold him, kiss him, tell him everything's okay... without having to physically maim him.//
"Pretty stars... pretty, pretty stars..."
The sound of stilettos on metal caused the Weiß boys to look up.
"Is everyone alright? I thought I heard a crash!"
//Great. Now THEY'RE here... could this get any worse?// Ken mused.
Aya shook off the big fluffy stars dancing around his head, "No, everything is NOT ALRIGHT! First you force us into having this... this... THING, then you spring that poor excuse for a guest list on us, then I get stuck in a sheet and have a table smack me in the head, and you ask if everything's ALRIGHT?!"
Ken sighed, and shaking his head, said, "What all do we need? We got Omi's stereo..."
"What were you doing in my room?!"
"...Yoji's five cubes of Mountain Dew..."
"KEN!"
"...the guests are supposed to bring snacks..."
Omi, Yoji, and Aya exchanged worried glances.
"...and a bunch of babyish games that I have no clue where they came from."
"That," Manx replied, "would be my doing. I figured that since none of you would willingly converse with the others, a little force might be necessary to keep this party from falling on its face."
"But Manx!" Ken whined, "Weiß and Schwarz are ENEMIES! How are we supposed to get along if everyone's trying to kill each other?"
"Nagi and I will hardly be trying to kill each other," Omi mumbled.
"You're forgetting Schrient," Birman added.
Ken nearly face-vaulted. //Not them, too! How am I supposed to… but Aya and I… I have to… four ditzy girls… and Schwarz… Why me?//
"Is there a reason why you brought 'Pin the Tail on the Donkey'? What's thi... M-Musical Chairs? Oh dear god... Next you'll be having us play 'Truth or Dare'!" Yoji was horrified.
Birman paused, tapping her index finger to her lips. "Hm... not a bad idea. I'll add it to the list."
That was all it took for Aya to lose it. He jumped up grabbing a broom, and lunged at the women. "SHI-NE!"
Manx raised an eyebrow. "If you behave, I might be willing to try and get Takatori as a piñata."
Aya slammed on the brakes and sat on the floor, broom in hand, violet eyes sparkling all innocent-like, a huge genuine smile plastered all over his face.
Sighing, Omi questioned Birman for information, "Who all said they were coming? Is Schwarz coming? Is Nagi coming? What time? When will they get here? What time is it now? How much longer? If Nagi's coming, do you know what he'll be wearing? What if..."
"Omi." Birman laughed. "Calm down. Both, yes, yes, 7 tonight, around 7, 12:30, six and a half hours, and no. Anything else?"
"Are you sure Nagi's coming?"
"Yes, I'm sure."
"Really truly?"
"Yes."
"You're absolutely positively 100% sure Nagi's coming?"
"For the last time, Omi, YES!"
"Okay!" the now overly-genki blonde chirped.
"Why are you so worried about whether or not the Prodigy shows up?" Manx asked, eying the boy curiously.
Omi paled. "Um... no reason... just wanted to know if there'd be anyone my age here..."
A long pause followed.
Aya saved him from the sudden awkward silence by announcing that they should start setting up if they were to have time to get themselves ready.
Twenty minutes later...
"Well, that should do it," Yoji groaned, dusting invisible dirt from his pants. "Now all that's left is the wait."
"Aren't you forgetting something?"
"Oh, yeah! Thanks, Ken-kun." He picked up his sunglasses from the coffee table and high-tailed it up the stairs.
Ken sighed. "Idiot."
The three remaining members finished setting up the basement of the Koneko. By the time they were finished, they were exhausted and streaked with dirt, dust, and soapy water.
"That about does it," Aya remarked as he started up.
Ken stifled a yawn, "Where do you think you're going?"
"To get a shower."
"Can I come?"
Abyssinian froze in mid-stride. "N-Nani?"
"Huh? Oh... I uh... I said 'Have fun'." //Yeah right. You're such a bad liar, Hidaka Ken...//
A skeptical look crossed violet eyes. "Oh..." //Liar. If he asked... if he came right out and asked... without trying to hide...//
He was nearly plowed over as Omi pushed past him on the stairs.
"If you're not gonna go, then I will!"
"HEY!"
Ken looked anywhere but at the redhead. //Time is gonna crawl...//
~
"blah" = spoken
//blah// = thought
/blah/ = telepathy
BLAH = shouted
~
Aya surveyed the table with a critical eye. "Plates, cups, stereo, drinks, games..."
He froze.
"Games? What the?! Whose bright idea was it to get these... these... CHILDISH games?!"
"Huh?" Ken asked, his voice sounding rather strained as he struggled to drag a large folding table down the small spiral staircase. "Now what?"
"This is humiliating! We shouldn't have to put up with this! We're ASSASSINS, for heaven's sake! And now we're reduced to 'hosting' a stupid party, playing BABY GAMES, and wearing makeshift TOGAS!" Aya sounded as if he were about to be led to the slaughter.
Omi rolled his eyes, "We can't do anything about it. Remember who Birman invited? If any of them are excited about it, let alone actually coming, they'd probably kill us if we cancelled at the last minute." //Besides... I'm looking forward to seeing Nagi without having to worry about having my head smashed in.//
"Speaking of humiliating..." Yoji purred from the door, "You never DID answer my question..."
"What question?" Aya snapped.
"About the baby-blue... *mmph*"
The rest of his words were muffled as Omi clamped his hand over Yoji's mouth, blue eyes shooting daggers. "If you value your life, even in the slightest, you'll keep your mouth shut," he hissed.
"Can somebody help me? Please? Aya? Omi? Yoji? Anybody? I can't get... OW! Lousy stupid piece of... I hate you, you stupid table! Oh geez! Heads up!" *CRASH*
"I-ITAI!"
"Aya! Gomen! It slipped! Honest!" Ken was panicking. He'd lost his grip on the table he'd been hauling down the stairs. It skidded along the banister and slammed into Aya knocking him to the floor with a loud crash. Racing down the last few stairs, he was imediately at Aya's side, playing mother- hen and making sure his beloved wasn't hurt. //What I wouldn't give to just be able to hold him, kiss him, tell him everything's okay... without having to physically maim him.//
"Pretty stars... pretty, pretty stars..."
The sound of stilettos on metal caused the Weiß boys to look up.
"Is everyone alright? I thought I heard a crash!"
//Great. Now THEY'RE here... could this get any worse?// Ken mused.
Aya shook off the big fluffy stars dancing around his head, "No, everything is NOT ALRIGHT! First you force us into having this... this... THING, then you spring that poor excuse for a guest list on us, then I get stuck in a sheet and have a table smack me in the head, and you ask if everything's ALRIGHT?!"
Ken sighed, and shaking his head, said, "What all do we need? We got Omi's stereo..."
"What were you doing in my room?!"
"...Yoji's five cubes of Mountain Dew..."
"KEN!"
"...the guests are supposed to bring snacks..."
Omi, Yoji, and Aya exchanged worried glances.
"...and a bunch of babyish games that I have no clue where they came from."
"That," Manx replied, "would be my doing. I figured that since none of you would willingly converse with the others, a little force might be necessary to keep this party from falling on its face."
"But Manx!" Ken whined, "Weiß and Schwarz are ENEMIES! How are we supposed to get along if everyone's trying to kill each other?"
"Nagi and I will hardly be trying to kill each other," Omi mumbled.
"You're forgetting Schrient," Birman added.
Ken nearly face-vaulted. //Not them, too! How am I supposed to… but Aya and I… I have to… four ditzy girls… and Schwarz… Why me?//
"Is there a reason why you brought 'Pin the Tail on the Donkey'? What's thi... M-Musical Chairs? Oh dear god... Next you'll be having us play 'Truth or Dare'!" Yoji was horrified.
Birman paused, tapping her index finger to her lips. "Hm... not a bad idea. I'll add it to the list."
That was all it took for Aya to lose it. He jumped up grabbing a broom, and lunged at the women. "SHI-NE!"
Manx raised an eyebrow. "If you behave, I might be willing to try and get Takatori as a piñata."
Aya slammed on the brakes and sat on the floor, broom in hand, violet eyes sparkling all innocent-like, a huge genuine smile plastered all over his face.
Sighing, Omi questioned Birman for information, "Who all said they were coming? Is Schwarz coming? Is Nagi coming? What time? When will they get here? What time is it now? How much longer? If Nagi's coming, do you know what he'll be wearing? What if..."
"Omi." Birman laughed. "Calm down. Both, yes, yes, 7 tonight, around 7, 12:30, six and a half hours, and no. Anything else?"
"Are you sure Nagi's coming?"
"Yes, I'm sure."
"Really truly?"
"Yes."
"You're absolutely positively 100% sure Nagi's coming?"
"For the last time, Omi, YES!"
"Okay!" the now overly-genki blonde chirped.
"Why are you so worried about whether or not the Prodigy shows up?" Manx asked, eying the boy curiously.
Omi paled. "Um... no reason... just wanted to know if there'd be anyone my age here..."
A long pause followed.
Aya saved him from the sudden awkward silence by announcing that they should start setting up if they were to have time to get themselves ready.
Twenty minutes later...
"Well, that should do it," Yoji groaned, dusting invisible dirt from his pants. "Now all that's left is the wait."
"Aren't you forgetting something?"
"Oh, yeah! Thanks, Ken-kun." He picked up his sunglasses from the coffee table and high-tailed it up the stairs.
Ken sighed. "Idiot."
The three remaining members finished setting up the basement of the Koneko. By the time they were finished, they were exhausted and streaked with dirt, dust, and soapy water.
"That about does it," Aya remarked as he started up.
Ken stifled a yawn, "Where do you think you're going?"
"To get a shower."
"Can I come?"
Abyssinian froze in mid-stride. "N-Nani?"
"Huh? Oh... I uh... I said 'Have fun'." //Yeah right. You're such a bad liar, Hidaka Ken...//
A skeptical look crossed violet eyes. "Oh..." //Liar. If he asked... if he came right out and asked... without trying to hide...//
He was nearly plowed over as Omi pushed past him on the stairs.
"If you're not gonna go, then I will!"
"HEY!"
Ken looked anywhere but at the redhead. //Time is gonna crawl...//
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