This fic contains YAOI. BOY-BOY ROMANCE. If you don't like it, don't read it. Flames will not be tolerated. =P
Disclaimer: I don't own 'em. If I did, Ran and Ken would be naked, handcuffed together, and locked in a room with a nice big bed. 'Nuff said. ^^;;
Warnings: Retarded attempts at humour, yaoi, blahblahblahyouknowthedrill...oh, and Yohji's potty mouth, I suppose. *g*
Pairings: Ken+Ran and implied YohjixOC for now. ^^
Notes: Aaaahhhh...gomen for taking sooooo long to update this fic! See, I had most of it written already *ages* ago, but then my computer decided to crash on me, and I lost *all* my work. =(((( I was so annoyed that I dropped this fic for a while...*sweatdrops*...but I'm going to try to take it up again now. Sorry if it's not as good as what you expect; I haven't written for a while so I've gone kinda rusty. =Þ
Also, many thanks to all the people who encouraged me to continue this - you know who you are ^^ - *glomps* ...Thank you all so much. This chapter wouldn't have materialised if it wasn't for you guyz. ^_^
II: A week in the life of Kudou Yohji
Oct 15
Aaaahhhh...what a gorgeous morning. I yawn and stretch lazily, squinting against the bright sunlight that pours into my room, and check the clock on my bedside table. Hmmm. Okay, scratch that...what a gorgeous *afternoon*. Heh. According to my clock (which is never accurate anyway, the damn thing), it's now 1.27pm.
Hmm.
If I'm not wrong, I was supposed to be down in the flowership exactly 27 minutes ago for my shift. And just my luck, today's shift is with Mr. Sunshine himself - Aya's gonna kill me for being late...again. One of the greatest mysteries of the universe - Why Is Aya Always So Crabby?
My theory: Aya needs to get laid.
And I think I know someone who wouldn't mind helping me test out my theory in the least...heh heh...
Opening my bedroom door, I saunter out into the hallway, and bump into Ken. Ooh, speak of the devil. I choke back a chuckle.
Ken stares at me curiously. "You look happy today," he remarks.
I smirk at him. "Guess who got some last night!"
He blinks at me, then laughs. "Spare me the gory details, please."
"And you know what?" I continue. "I think Aya needs to get some too. Might help get rid of that stick up his ass." I smirk deliberately at the brunette.
Predictably, Ken chokes and turns bright red at the mention of "Aya", "get some", and "ass" all in the same sentence. Ahaha...that's our dear innocent Kenken for you.
"Wh - why're you telling *me* this?" he asks, after recovering from his coughing fit.
I grin winsomely at him...and then smack him upside the head. "Don't bother hiding it from us, Kenken," I tease. "We *all* know how you feel about our resident iceberg."
He rubs his head and glares at me with a wounded expression. "...whatever," he grumbles. "Bet you're late for your shift again."
Oh...crap. Forgot about that.
Giving Ken a leisurely wave, I stroll down to the Koneko. No need to rush; after all, I *am* already late. Besides, Kudou Yohji does not hurry. It's undignified, and the ladies don't like undignified.
Oct 16
Damnit, why does Aya spend so much time in his room?! It's unhealthy, I tell you. That man needs to get out more.
More to the point, *I* need him to get out of his room. Mariko's gonna kill me if I don't find the damn thing for her. Aya's already been giving me weird looks after he keeps finding me in his room. I hope to goodness he doesn't think I'm interested in him or something. That would be a little...scary. Besides, Ken would kill me.
Plus, I think Aya's realised that his black turtleneck is missing.
Oops.
See, what happened was, last week, I went out on a date with Mariko, and of course, bowled her over with the infamous Kudou charm. She ended up coming home with me, and well, since my room is a little...messy, it wasn't the best place to...entertain...guests. Soooo...since Aya happened to be out at the time (plus, his room is so chronically neat that it could've been a freaking hotel room), I figured it wouldn't hurt if I...borrowed his room for a little while. Shouldn't have been a big deal, right?
Wrong. Big-time.
Aya, with impeccable timing, decided to come home just as Mariko and I were, well, starting to have fun, if you know what I mean. wink So...we had to, um, grab our clothes and leave his room. Rather hurriedly.
We got out through the window, actually.
Lucky Mariko's into sports (mmm, she's got this great *full-body* tan...but I digress) - she treated the whole escapade as one big adventure. She actually said she had fun shimmying out the window and into the next one - which happened to be my room, thank goodness.
Oh well...at least it didn't ruin the mood.
Hehheh...
So anyways, later on, just as Mariko was leaving, everything promptly went straight to hell - she was gathering up her clothes, and suddenly realised that a particular item of clothing of hers was missing and that she'd probably left it in Aya's room. More specifically, that particular item of clothing was her bra.
Shimatta.
Now she keeps on asking me to get it back for her. Says it's her favourite one or something, goodness knows why. I thought all bras were more or less the same. Don't get me wrong - I may be a ladies' man, but the only thing I know about women's underclothing is how to remove them.
Oh, and did I mention that I'd let Mariko wear Aya's black turtleneck? And she forgot to leave it here when she left, so it's still with her now...
I can just see it now. Aya'll be happily vacuuming his room (I swear, he's got an positively unhealthy relationship with his vacuum cleaner), when something will get stuck in his precious vacuum and clog it up...then he'll go take it apart to find out what's stuck inside - and he'll find a...bra?
...he's going to kill me.
Oct 17
I think I just saw Aya checking Ken out.
... ... ...
Goodness gracious me, it seems that our resident iceberg may actually possess these curious little things called 'hormones' after all.
Well well well...you learn new things everyday.
But then, I have more important things to think about.
...I need to find that damn bra.
And why does Omi keep on staring at me?
Oct 18
I got to sleep in late today since I've got the afternoon shift at the Koneko. After waking up, I go to the top of the stairs, still clad in only my boxers, and take a peek downstairs to see what's going on.
Ooh, good, Aya's busy talking to his sister now. She seems to be upset about something. He'll probably be with her for quite a while...a perfect opportunity for me to search his room. Geez, for a place so neat, you'd think it'd be easy to find things in there. But every time I try to search, *something'll* interrupt me...Aya'll come in, or someone'll knock on the door and then I'll have to hop out the window before someone finds me in his room, or something. Grraaahhh.
Where is it? *Where* is it???
Oops.
Omi just poked his head into Aya's room to look for him. Ack. Now he's gaping at me with this really weird expression on his face.
"Yohji-kun?" There's surprise, curiosity, suspicion and something else I can't identify in his voice.
I blink at him, momentarily surprised into speechlessness. I guess it must look pretty bad, me wandering around in Aya's room, looking like I just woke up (which I did, but not in *here*!), and dressed only in boxers.
Oh dear.
"Uhm, gomen ne, Yohji-kun, I didn't know you were in here...I was looking for Aya," says Omi. "I'll, um, see you downstairs, okay?" - and he closes the door before I have a chance to explain myself.
Well, damn.
Oct 19
Aha...I've thought of a brilliant plan to keep Aya out of his room for a while! See, Ken is the key. Ken's the only one who can keep Aya distracted for long periods of time (you can't deny it, Fujimiya, I've caught you checking him out multiple times already. Ha!) - soooo...I'm going to get Ken to help me. I'm not going to tell him, of course. It's more fun that way grin. Besides, I'm doing him a favour. If he and Aya were left alone, they'd just keep on dancing around each other for goodness knows how long.
So, I "accidentally" leave my wire lying across the backdoor to the Koneko just when I know Ken's coming back from making some deliveries. If I'm lucky, he'll trip over the wire, then Aya'll go fuss over him or something.
Whoa.
Ken just fell right into Aya's lap.
Amazing how things just work out sometimes, huh? grin ...Now I'll have ample time to search Aya's room while he and Ken are busy telling themselves that they *don't* have feelings for each other.
They're really rather cute, in a hopeless sort of way. Heh. Maybe I'll get Omi to help me give 'em a little push...Aya and Ken are our friends, after all, and it'd be nice to see them finally admit their feelings for each other. The sexual tension is just *killing* me.
Speaking of Omi, maybe I should go talk to him, just to make sure he didn't misunderstand what he saw yesterday, when he opened the door to Aya's room and found me in there...
I'm not even sure why the thought that Omi might have misunderstood the situation bothers me so much.
It just does.
But anyways, I decide to go take a look around Aya's room again before talking to Omi. So I go up the stairs to Aya's room...but just as I'm reaching for the doorknob, Omi comes up the hallway.
I snatch my hand away from the doorknob like I've been burned. Why am I acting like this?
"Er...hey, Omi," I greet him, smiling awkwardly.
"Hi, Yohji-kun," he regards me with his head tilted to one side, looking slightly curious and a little...hurt?
He seems a bit upset...I wonder why. Deciding that my search of Aya's room can wait, I ask him if he wants to go out to grab a coffee, and he agrees readily, so we walk out to the coffee place around the corner to grab a couple of drinks.
Oct 20
Damn, was it my turn to do the laundry yesterday? Argh, I forgot.
I'm on the morning shift today, so I stumble down to the Koneko at some ungodly hour of the morning, yawning drowsily and trying to rub the sleep out of my eyes.
Ken and Omi are already in the shop, both talking and laughing cheerily with each other. I make a face at them. "How the hell can you two be so cheerful at this time of the morning?" I demand.
Omi raises an eyebrow at me. "It's eleven o'clock, Yohji-kun," he says patiently, stifling a laugh.
"Yeah well," I stifle another yawn, "it's *his* fault I'm so sleepy today, anyway." I point accusingly at Ken.
"Huh?" Ken narrows his eyes at me. "How am *I* responsible for you being sleepy?"
"You were talking in your sleep again last night," I inform him with a smirk. "Really loudly...and if you recall, my room is right next to yours."
He blushes bright red. "Um, what was I saying?"
Omi and I exchange a grin. Like Ken doesn't already know the answer to that question.
"Ayaaaa....Aaaayaaaa..." we both moan in chorus, complete with exaggerated groans and other assorted...sound effects.
If possible, Ken's blush grows even redder, and with a resigned chuckle, he swats halfheartedly at Omi and I as we double over laughing.
Oct 21
Aya gave me some cash and asked me to buy some clothes for him since we're about the same size. Said he hated shopping and didn't want to go get them for himself. glee...this is my chance to get our mighty leader dressed up in some stuff that he normally...wouldn't...wear. Heheh. Ken's gonna thank me for this.
Still haven't been able to get into Aya's room to find Mariko's bra. Plus, Aya's been in his room the whole day. Damn.
Well, there's always next week, I suppose.
~end of week 1~
TBC...
*yawns*...please excuse any mistakes in this chapter, 'cos I'm really tired. And I hope this didn't suck too badly. Gomen ne. ^^;;