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Scene: Lock and Kitty
(Youji)
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Warnings: PG-14 with shounen ai (YoujixOmi, later AyaxKen), some humor, marginal cursing, probably OOC, and this is pretty plotless. Lots of sap. Mushy.

Notes: fourth installment of 'Scenes'. My brain hurts. I have a had habit of starting things, and never finishing them... =^^=

I remember now. ^^ I bet you're wondering where Omi's POV is, eh, eh? Since this thing seems to revolve around him. =^_^= Only time will tell, yes...
(Youji's POV; italics = thoughts...)

Updated: 10/31/02
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Omi was soft.

Well he was! Soft skin, really soft hair, and he had on a fuzzy sweater, angora I think. Reminded me of a baby kitten.

Uhg, such sappy thoughts. All this walking must be killing brain cells. Walking down the sidewalk, weaving onto the street when that got boring... The few pedestrians that were out so late thought I was drunk.

I wasn't drunk, although a bottle of Bourbon didn't sound all that bad...

No. Better stay sober till I know whether or I'm allowed to go home.

Damn Ken.

But, it was no use cursing the damned. I smiled in a fiendish way as I imagined the horrors that must have befallen Ken, once Aya was past the scalding pain stage.

One broken arm, I mused. Fractured kneecap, and a bloody nose. Maybe a few bald spots, too, because Aya seems like a hair puller.

Nothing better to jump-start a lonely night than wishing a little agony on your teammate.

Actually, there was something better. Kissing Omi was a damn good start, to an otherwise boring night. Damn good.

I had half a pack of cigarettes left.

I've never smoked a half pack in less than a *week*, much less two hours.

"... making Ken buy me a new pack when I get home," I grumbled peevishly.

Maybe I was being a little harsh on dearest Kenken. He can't help what he is.

"A total klutz, with two left feet, and the grace of a fish out of water. Flop, flop."

"Excuse me?"

My luck, some old woman carrying a bag of groceries had come up behind me at the crosswalk.

"My friend," I explained lazily, offering her a flirty smile even as she blessed me with a suspicious, hostile glare. "I was kissing my other friend, and he-- my friend-- fell on my other other friend, and spilled some really hot tea, so my other other friend got real pissed and kicked me out-- have a nice night!"

I had to yell the last part because for some reason the old lady didn't want to wait for the pedestrian sign to turn green. She ran fast, for an old woman.

She must be pushing seventy, I thought in amazement. Look at her go... I shrugged, and sighed dramatically. I've kissed one guy, and had a woman *run* away from me. A new record, but that's okay because women will never get enough of me, I'm too much of a charmer. As for Omi...

How do you charm someone, when they've already charmed you?

God, that's lame.

"Laaaame." I drew the groan out into a heartfelt sigh. I was tired. It was late.

Two hours should be good enough... Time for Aya to cool down, and to clean up the bloody mess that was Ken.

And Omi's door has a lock, right? I pondered this as I crossed the empty street, flicking the filter of my cigarette into the darkness. I really, really don't want any more intrusions. As erotic as the kitchen counter was, Ken is just too much of a hazard. I stepped up on the curb, and pivoted to head home.

"Youji!"

There's nothing like a short cry of excitement, a breathless voice calling out your name in the dark.

"Youji."

He was still wearing that soft sweater, and in the streetlight it looked even fuzzier. Just like a little kitty.

"PETA's going to kick my ass," I began[1]. Omi gave me a curious, if not cautious look. He leaned forward and sniffed lightly; checking for booze.

"Why is that?" He asked softly. Omi didn't look a bit anxious as I grinned evilly at him.

"Because," I petted his fuzzy shoulder as if I were soothing a true koneko[2]. My other hand filtered its way though Omi's silky hair to cup the back of his head.




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[1] PETA; People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals: I'm not a member, and I don't know anything about the group. I don't mean any offense, and I just hope everyone can see the humor x_X; I'm really bad with humor...

[2]koneko; kitty, part of the name of the WK floral shop 'Koneko no Sumu Ie' I believe it's called? Sorry, a stupid pun. ::shrug::
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