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Pairing: Ran x Ken
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: none
Warnings: shounen ai, language, sexual innuendo
Disclaimer: Weiß kreuz belongs to Takehito Koyasu-san & company. In short, *not mine*
Completed: Jan. 02, 2002
Dedication: for Stefi, Finger, Bridget and Vasiliki. ^_^
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K o n e k o L i f e #06:
New Year with a Bang
by Purple
Sitting on the mission room couch, a small book in his right hand, Aya relaxed to the pleasure of reading as his other hand gently stroked Ken's coffee-colored locks that were sprawled on his lap. The lying brunette sighed contentedly, a remote control in his hand.
With Omi fast asleep in his room and Yoji out partying somewhere, that evening, Aya and Ken took the chance to spend some quiet time by themselves.
Flipping channels, Ken caught a holiday greeting from one local TV station being flashed on the screen.
"Aya," Ken uttered softly as he clicked on the remote control. "Aya," he repeated, tapping on Aya's knee.
Aya mumbled out a reply.
"Tomorrow is New Year's eve," Ken reminded, "have you made your New Year's resolution?"
"No," Aya replied, his eyes not leaving the page he was reading.
"Not yet?"
"Not ever."
Ken looked up from Aya's lap. "How come?" he asked. "There's nothing wrong with wanting to change something for improvement."
"Making resolutions isn't going to change anything, Ken," Aya remarked to the book, cynical.
"But you haven't even tried it yet."
Aya shrugged.
"I know," Ken smiled, an idea forming in his head as he rolled over to sit and face Aya. "Let's come up with our resolutions right now," he said excitedly, taking Aya's book away from him.
"Ken," Aya protested futilely as he watched Ken set aside his book. "I was reading that," he told him.
Ken just grinned sweetly at him. "Come on, Aya, it doesn't have to be really big, something simple would do."
Aya sighed, barely paused to think, then shrugged, "I can't think of any."
"Then I'll go first," Ken announced, shifting his weight against the bulky cushion. "This year I think I'm going to try tooo...be a little less hot-headed."
Aya shook his head. "Bad idea."
And Ken tipped his sideward. "Why?"
"Because you're cute when you're mad," Aya remarked casually.
Ken stuck his tongue out, a light shade of pink staining his cheeks. And Aya thought Ken was cute when he was being that way too.
"Okay, your turn." Ken tugged at Aya's sleeve.
"I can't think of any, Ken."
"Aya, you're not even trying," Ken chided. "Okay, how about this," he raised his hands to his chest, palms facing Aya, "this year you're going to try to be a little nicer to our young female customers."
Aya winced at the thought. "That's not a resolution, that's a challenge."
"Get into the season, Aya." Ken nodded at him, playfully tugging at an eartail.
Grabbing Ken's wrist, Aya brought sun-tanned arm over his shoulder, pulling the boy towards him. "How about this year I..." Aya trailed off, slowly closing the distance between them, their lips meeting for a kiss.
Ken smiled against Aya's lips, snaking his arms around the redhead's neck. And as the kiss deepened, Aya grabbed Ken by the hips and guided him over to Aya's waiting lap. Ken acquiesced, and blindly straddled the older boy, making Aya hiss.
"I thought I heard noises coming from down here," a voice suddenly said.
The two broke the kiss, and saw Yoji standing at the bottom of the spiral staircase, a teasing smile on his face.
"Come on, you two, get a room," Yoji kidded.
Ken sighed sheepishly, burying his face on the crook of Aya's neck, while Aya nonchalantly scratched at an elegant eyebrow, not bothering to turn his head around.
"You're home early," Ken said, getting off of Aya. "How was the party?"
Yoji waved a dismissive hand. "Next question, please."
"That bad?"
"Unfortunately," Yoji replied, stifling a yawn. "It was so boring, there's probably more action going on down here than back at that party," the playboy quipped with a smirk.
"Shut up, Kudo!" Aya snapped.
"Aya and I were just talking about our New Year's resolutions," Ken told him.
"Oh, was _that_ what you were doing?" mocked Yoji.
Ken made a face. As Aya shook his head quietly, pinching the bridge of his nose.
"Yeah, and if you know what's good for you, you'd make one for yourself, too," said the soccer player.
"My New Year's resolution...hmm..." Yoji folded his arms, "let's see...I think this year I'll..."
"Knock before you enter?" Aya muttered, and Ken nudged him.
"I'll try to quit smoking," Yoji nodded.
Ken gasped, surprised with the answer. "Really!?" And Yoji scoffed at his reaction.
"No," the blond then replied curtly.
Ken rolled his eyes. "I knew it was too good to be true."
"Ken, I'm only gonna quit if Aya could do it more times than I could in one night, and live to tell about it," Yoji bragged.
Ken gave Yoji a confused look. "Do wha-- ?"
"Don't ask," Aya cut in, making Ken pause. "Trust me."
Violet eyes narrowed as they gave Yoji a warning glare. And the playboy had to laugh.
"Goodnight, people," Yoji waved, strutting out of the room.
"The smug bastard," Aya thought as he leaned back against the couch. Sometimes Yoji could really get on his nerves.
"What's that all about?" Ken asked afterwards, puzzled.
"Nothing," Aya grumbled as he grabbed for the remote control, "just Yoji being his shameless self."
"Hm," Ken shrugged with a lopsided smile, brushing the petty topic aside as Aya would prefer. "Anyway, so what about you?" he prodded.
"What about me?" asked the redhead absently.
"Your resolution, remembe~r?" Ken said. "Aya, there's gotta be something you would want to do that would make you feel good about yourself afterwards."
If there was one thing that would make Aya feel good right now it was to beat Yoji to his bedroom numbers game so that he could take what the condescending playboy had just said, roll it to a ball and shove it up his-- well, shit...
_Why not?_
A nefarious glint passed violet eyes, liking the idea that was running through them.
"Where are we going?" Ken blurted out as Aya's warm hand suddenly took his, leading him to the staircase.
"To my room," Aya replied tersely.
"Your room?" Ken almost missed a step.
"I've thought of my New Year's resolution, Ken," Aya told him.
"And what is it?" asked the younger boy.
Aya simply raised an elegant eyebrow.
"I'm going to make Yoji quit smoking...And I insist we start working on it tonight."
~Owari~
Thanx for reading! ^_^ Any and all comments are welcome.
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Pairing: Ran x Ken
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: none
Warnings: shounen ai, language, sexual innuendo
Disclaimer: Weiß kreuz belongs to Takehito Koyasu-san & company. In short, *not mine*
Completed: Jan. 02, 2002
Dedication: for Stefi, Finger, Bridget and Vasiliki. ^_^
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K o n e k o L i f e #06:
New Year with a Bang
by Purple
Sitting on the mission room couch, a small book in his right hand, Aya relaxed to the pleasure of reading as his other hand gently stroked Ken's coffee-colored locks that were sprawled on his lap. The lying brunette sighed contentedly, a remote control in his hand.
With Omi fast asleep in his room and Yoji out partying somewhere, that evening, Aya and Ken took the chance to spend some quiet time by themselves.
Flipping channels, Ken caught a holiday greeting from one local TV station being flashed on the screen.
"Aya," Ken uttered softly as he clicked on the remote control. "Aya," he repeated, tapping on Aya's knee.
Aya mumbled out a reply.
"Tomorrow is New Year's eve," Ken reminded, "have you made your New Year's resolution?"
"No," Aya replied, his eyes not leaving the page he was reading.
"Not yet?"
"Not ever."
Ken looked up from Aya's lap. "How come?" he asked. "There's nothing wrong with wanting to change something for improvement."
"Making resolutions isn't going to change anything, Ken," Aya remarked to the book, cynical.
"But you haven't even tried it yet."
Aya shrugged.
"I know," Ken smiled, an idea forming in his head as he rolled over to sit and face Aya. "Let's come up with our resolutions right now," he said excitedly, taking Aya's book away from him.
"Ken," Aya protested futilely as he watched Ken set aside his book. "I was reading that," he told him.
Ken just grinned sweetly at him. "Come on, Aya, it doesn't have to be really big, something simple would do."
Aya sighed, barely paused to think, then shrugged, "I can't think of any."
"Then I'll go first," Ken announced, shifting his weight against the bulky cushion. "This year I think I'm going to try tooo...be a little less hot-headed."
Aya shook his head. "Bad idea."
And Ken tipped his sideward. "Why?"
"Because you're cute when you're mad," Aya remarked casually.
Ken stuck his tongue out, a light shade of pink staining his cheeks. And Aya thought Ken was cute when he was being that way too.
"Okay, your turn." Ken tugged at Aya's sleeve.
"I can't think of any, Ken."
"Aya, you're not even trying," Ken chided. "Okay, how about this," he raised his hands to his chest, palms facing Aya, "this year you're going to try to be a little nicer to our young female customers."
Aya winced at the thought. "That's not a resolution, that's a challenge."
"Get into the season, Aya." Ken nodded at him, playfully tugging at an eartail.
Grabbing Ken's wrist, Aya brought sun-tanned arm over his shoulder, pulling the boy towards him. "How about this year I..." Aya trailed off, slowly closing the distance between them, their lips meeting for a kiss.
Ken smiled against Aya's lips, snaking his arms around the redhead's neck. And as the kiss deepened, Aya grabbed Ken by the hips and guided him over to Aya's waiting lap. Ken acquiesced, and blindly straddled the older boy, making Aya hiss.
"I thought I heard noises coming from down here," a voice suddenly said.
The two broke the kiss, and saw Yoji standing at the bottom of the spiral staircase, a teasing smile on his face.
"Come on, you two, get a room," Yoji kidded.
Ken sighed sheepishly, burying his face on the crook of Aya's neck, while Aya nonchalantly scratched at an elegant eyebrow, not bothering to turn his head around.
"You're home early," Ken said, getting off of Aya. "How was the party?"
Yoji waved a dismissive hand. "Next question, please."
"That bad?"
"Unfortunately," Yoji replied, stifling a yawn. "It was so boring, there's probably more action going on down here than back at that party," the playboy quipped with a smirk.
"Shut up, Kudo!" Aya snapped.
"Aya and I were just talking about our New Year's resolutions," Ken told him.
"Oh, was _that_ what you were doing?" mocked Yoji.
Ken made a face. As Aya shook his head quietly, pinching the bridge of his nose.
"Yeah, and if you know what's good for you, you'd make one for yourself, too," said the soccer player.
"My New Year's resolution...hmm..." Yoji folded his arms, "let's see...I think this year I'll..."
"Knock before you enter?" Aya muttered, and Ken nudged him.
"I'll try to quit smoking," Yoji nodded.
Ken gasped, surprised with the answer. "Really!?" And Yoji scoffed at his reaction.
"No," the blond then replied curtly.
Ken rolled his eyes. "I knew it was too good to be true."
"Ken, I'm only gonna quit if Aya could do it more times than I could in one night, and live to tell about it," Yoji bragged.
Ken gave Yoji a confused look. "Do wha-- ?"
"Don't ask," Aya cut in, making Ken pause. "Trust me."
Violet eyes narrowed as they gave Yoji a warning glare. And the playboy had to laugh.
"Goodnight, people," Yoji waved, strutting out of the room.
"The smug bastard," Aya thought as he leaned back against the couch. Sometimes Yoji could really get on his nerves.
"What's that all about?" Ken asked afterwards, puzzled.
"Nothing," Aya grumbled as he grabbed for the remote control, "just Yoji being his shameless self."
"Hm," Ken shrugged with a lopsided smile, brushing the petty topic aside as Aya would prefer. "Anyway, so what about you?" he prodded.
"What about me?" asked the redhead absently.
"Your resolution, remembe~r?" Ken said. "Aya, there's gotta be something you would want to do that would make you feel good about yourself afterwards."
If there was one thing that would make Aya feel good right now it was to beat Yoji to his bedroom numbers game so that he could take what the condescending playboy had just said, roll it to a ball and shove it up his-- well, shit...
_Why not?_
A nefarious glint passed violet eyes, liking the idea that was running through them.
"Where are we going?" Ken blurted out as Aya's warm hand suddenly took his, leading him to the staircase.
"To my room," Aya replied tersely.
"Your room?" Ken almost missed a step.
"I've thought of my New Year's resolution, Ken," Aya told him.
"And what is it?" asked the younger boy.
Aya simply raised an elegant eyebrow.
"I'm going to make Yoji quit smoking...And I insist we start working on it tonight."
~Owari~
Thanx for reading! ^_^ Any and all comments are welcome.
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